Short Satiny Poems

Pining
for sun set's break
under starlight morai—
absent satiny day, but with
full nights...

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surrounded by satiny yellow roses
She drops to the floor
playing with her lace up shoes
our princess, our baby, our ballerina
the one who danced her heart out today...

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Flowers in chocolate-drizzled waffle cones,
Wrapped in a bouquet of such satiny gold;
Filled with the scent of rosemary scones,
As well as macaroons with colors so bold....

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Black
satiny, ebony
dashing, unbridling, entertaining
formal tuxedo, athlete, wedding gown, chalk
snowing, swaddling, sparkling
cottony, sudsy
White


Written April 29, 2021...

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Sometimes I perceive the moon
as a pearl; a polished satiny gem.
Aloft the world in midnight's pitch,
surrounded by myriads of stars...
baguettes of celestial diamonds.



June 19, 2021
Bite Size Poem No.8 Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier...

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Sleeping Beauty


to fatigue a woman
via satiny sleep
is my forte
 any lady I can send into repose
   my formula seems a grand success
     I recite my long winded poetry

sleeping beauty falls
     endlessly
   into coma
as I weep
	she sleeps...

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Sunflower sunset.
The flight of indigo birds,
midst pink, blue and gold.
Saffrony summer again,
spreads beauty from sea to sea.

Sparkle, shimmer, shine,
all moonlit, starry nighttime,
when scents are dreamy.
Summer of satiny bliss,
and nights among cool roses....

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In an illusory vision, I perceive the moon                       
High aloft the world in midnight's pitch,
polished to a satiny sheen; burnished pearl,
a solitaire gem mounted in celestial skies
surrounded by multi-faceted diamonds,
myriads of gleaming stars before my eyes....

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                      roses, satiny
                         petals soft, a baby's cheek
                              morning dew kisses



                              
                           2/13/2021
                            ~ 3 -


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Some special seasons seem sad
  oh-so solemn
Others -- sallow, slow, even silly

But X-mas season 'tis to savor
  soothing, silky, serene
sending us soaring skyward
  with its satiny, snowy scenes




       December 16, 2020
    Alliteration Poetry Contest
        Sponsor: Eve Roper...

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It's texture most beautiful.
In huge folds and swirls,
Deep shadows enveloped me;
To dress me up in black.
Smooth, billowy,
How it thrills me!
The night is back.
Moving through the trees,
Swirling ebony waters,
As dreams come true.
I must go out at night.
I cannot miss the sight,
Of those satiny, satin nights!...

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Give me only chiffon memories
     Layered in clouds of satiny ruffles
Fill them with immortal confection
     Fashioned with cherry and chocolate truffles

Take away the memoirs of rain
     The shadows of pain and wire mesh veils
Exchange them for lyrical chords of reflection
     For resonant whitecaps and whispering sails...

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Satiny softness surrounds me as your touch
ensnares me in ardent, consuming passion
for which there is no exultation too much.
I desire no respite, escape, dispassion
as I am your unrelenting paramour
offering a safe harbor for you to moor.
Stay with me upon this sea of ecstasy
and we shall conceive our lasting legacy.
...

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Moon and stars dazzles with their light
With you in my dreams, a more delight

Soft huge pillows secured on my arms
With you in my dreams, I'm unharmed

Smooth satiny sheets to give me comfort
With you in my dreams, a sweet cheesy effort

I whispered to God with you is my forever
Not only in dreams is my evening prayer..

by
olive_eloi
2:59 am
03/28/2014...

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To just wake precious one day,
And see our heavens filled with ribbons in God's sky.
Flying in patterns, every which way.
Satiny and soft~ swishing, as the winds may.
A beautiful, ribbony relief for all of humankind to see. 
To uplift not only me, but more significantly...thee!


                    
             
           
               10/5/2020
                 3pm PST...

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No Rush

Hair brush through my hair, no rush.
The wrinkles will not slow, but time
slows on the satiny pillow, in throes.
The bed softly creaks as our eyes speak.
They do not stare as the fire sparks.
Familiar lips brush tender flesh, kindling
the oneness, the forever afterness.
The rush of internal flames combust
followed by serenity of tousled hair.
No rush to run bristles through my locks.
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Serene and satiny uneasy things,
Wraps in the breath of sea,
to which I keep my seasons naked with bruises,
So you could be calm when you find me .
and slow down the season,
With the sky in your eyes ,
In simple expression ,
So that I can fly .
to a quiet place for us ,
Where we are restless ,
But our pieces remain together,
when we grow as birds gather .
____________________________

- © The Himalayan Messiah...

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Daft Books

The books are losing all their pages -
Poetic, language, historic - all their sages.
Invisible ink between the satiny sheets.
The volumes of milk absent from their teats.

The bindings - ripping, roaring, caustic -
Old farts - haggardly - facade of plastic.
Our youth feeds on fodder from their tablet pens,
Texting emojis and acronyms from their Mercedes Benz.

10/17/2017
Contest - Surreal and Daft...

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Ice crystals glistening like faceted diamonds
On fingers of snow piling on the sun porch
Where the sun is supposed to be in charge,
Winter’s white satiny gown shimmers, and,
Reflections on nearing spring are dead and gone.
Still, tomorrow will see a cloudless, blue sky
Temperatures low, but blue sky is promising,
I shall continue to think of warmer days ahead.

FIRST PLACE WINNER
Written March 13, 2022
Brian Strand Contest...

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Satiny paw pads tap my cheek
and I awake to the tickle of
whiskers upon my nose.
With another morning begun,
a lulling purr produces a giggle
and I open my eyes to my furry friend.

Breakfast is a matter of egg-sharing;
but she prefers a little cheese
in her eggs.
Bored with the usual fare
 I look up to find a yogurt 
faced kitten.

It’s these precious and all too brief,
moments that produce new meaning
within each day.


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I would joyfully wrap it about us both
like a present.
To be given to God, for a life abundant
and so blessed with His love.

We just are incapable of thanking Him
enough.
The memories, of deep, Santorini blue!
In a holy celebration, of the deepest
love, I have eternally for you.

I'd beg God, to allow us a humble abode
in His heaven.
Where He would bless us once again,
and we could have more children..
This time, how about seven?

August 19, 2019...

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