Short Sequined Poems
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Jeweled circlets of sequined sleet
Crown kings progressing up silent street.
Copyright, November 21, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
bamboo trees
tango dancing
moon is sequined mask
smiling
5/8/2019
2:45pm PST
Fancy woman in a pink sequined hat
With a feathered boa fluffy and fat,
Putting on the ritz
For a guy named Fritz
Who made money with a ball and bat
Loose diamonds scattered
Stars flung across velvet sky
Midnight blue sequined
glitzy sequined emerald lady
swept through the city
dazzling whoever saw her
her make up perfect
her eyebrows just so
few knew her as we did
our lovely Gemini cousin
She-steed's stunning stellar shiny silver shoes,
she showcased so special,
Sam, she-steed's sequoia-sized steed shoer,
stood smiling,
sparkling, starry sequined saddle,
such sweetness!
lamenting ripples of the wandering wind whisper
lone tune in the golden glow of the tranquil twilight
shattered dreams serenade the sunset swansong
memory makes stellar moment in sequined night
Crows gather
in beacons of Blackness
Any subterfuge of despair
marvels their flight
A curfew is needed
for their sorceress
They are the harlequins of the night
on a mindful mission
of sequined tricks
porcelain smile
painted red
ballerina pirouettes
sequined tutu glitters
as she twirls
to the tinkling
jewelry music box
contest Brevity... 18 words or less - Swanlee
18 words © 4 months ago, Sharon
I won an online contest – with a most unusual prize
Sequined red nipple tassels – oh I can’t believe my eyes
So if you don’t see me on here for a while…………
I’m busy elsewhere wearing my prize and just a smile!
Jan Allison
10th May 2014
"Starlight Kisses" (Tanka Contest)
sequined stars twinkle
beyond twilight time magic
lovers caressing.
s
hearts entwine in golden glow
breathtaking starlight kisses.
*For Black-Eyed Susan's Tanka Contest.
In the meadow of innate topography,
memory shadows dance to the melody of bliss
with the sequined flashes of psychic stardust.
The meticulous mindscape of discernment
makes the mesmeric montage
of the existential rainbow of sanguinity.
The marquee's silhouetting neon heart's rejoicing as she sequined
Dracaena whom had merely dreamnt this dream; a fathom to be..
Bustling city streets her trouvere`in morphed vibrant vivid scenes
Translucent wings cable cars pedestals invoked her, highrise stars.
If I was a sheriff
I would wear a gleaming gold star
A holster with silver twin six-shooters
You would be afraid of my sequined Stetson
As I march up and down the street
In my fancy embroidered braided cowboy boots
I would befriend Indians
If I was a sheriff
First runner-up;
is missing the mark
disappointment
a block of ice
lodged in your chest,
is not winning
the award
pain
pressed and growing,
is stand naked
in sequined gown
teardrops, silent
coursing in your veins.
Only a sap
swallows
second place.
I’ve decided to be rid of some things:
a moth-holed sequined dress with bitter tags,
the weeping journal of ennui and pain,
the mocking trophy case of trophied dust,
proud calligraphed to-do lists left unchecked.
Let them shout accusations from the curb!
February 20, 2019
Birthday candles burn bright,
flame blown away to flicker faint for future fate,
not in sight.
Life’s festive glow,
sequined sheen designs dream ornate
tableau.
Joy aired,
elation great,
shared.
Birthday candles burn bright,
sequined sheen designs dream ornate
shared.
Sparkling gold sequined top.
Glitzy shamrock necklace with twinkly silver chain.
Neon-green gemstone on one hand, pearl on the other.
Spider pin with a fat amber gemstone body and turquoise legs.
I threw on my multi-colored sparkly beads too, for good measure.
I want everyone to know I teach at a grade school.
"Spiritual Essence"
splendor beyond cotton clouds
Sun radiates His Domain
Moonglow adorns sequined stars
Spiritual Essence envelopes soul.
words of knowledge intertwine
refreshed spirit graced by love
illumination of mind
creates indelible rapport' with God.
*For Rick Parise Parise Pariku Contest 7/7/7/10
The yin and the yang of my artistic self
parades in the world of imagination,
I know I need a bit of both,
but I do have a favorite
I like the glitz and the glamour of the sequined stars,
The rhinestones of snow, and the pure whiteness of clouds
They add the right flavor to the rest of myself
For I am oranges and reds, swirling in wild paisleys.
Dainty dolls with flowered walls, setting sail for her promised land...
Pink ballerinas sequined of light; breathless stages a mirror she finds
Where beauty paints her eyes anew; caravan colours, her world in blue
Skies which sparkle their champagne scenes; ghost, whom whisper these
Electra dreams; knocking on her door for an interview; she my love so true.
Dainty dolls with flowered walls
Setting sail for her promised land..
Pink ballerinas, sequined of light
Breathless stages a mirror she finds ?
Where beauty paints her eyes anew
Caravan colours, their world in blue
Skies which sparkle these champagne scenes...
Ghost whom whisper, Electra dreams ? Knocking
Upon her door for an interview; She, my love so true.
Form:
My yard thrives in wildness.
Patches of dirt- cowlicks of grass.
Every shade of unknown flowers.
My yard is a swayback horse.
Amidst rows of sequined asses
That live just up the hill.
Their lawns sprayed slick with poisonous perfection.
Rarely, they give me a dismissive wave, but never see them smile.
My yard thrives in wildness, and they hate me for it.
"VELVET LIPS"
velvet lips caress
passionate hunger invites
engage ecstasy.
velvet lips emote
expressions of love laced touch
warm creamy delight.
velvet lips tempt heart
haunting as a sequined star
pressing moist amour.
velvet lips entwine
taste sweet honey nectar kiss
hypnotizing trance
velvet lips steal breath
smoldering hot coals of flesh
loving paramours.
“Sun sets early for me to walk my sequined
dreams on moonbeam” – Quote by Poet
My days are short and nights too long,
I walk on moonbeam, dream of you.
A nightrider, dark sky I long.
My days are short and nights too long,
singing the luring twilight song
I reach you through night’s silver hue.
My days are short and nights too long,
I walk on moonbeam, dream of you.