Short Sheerest Poems

The pale half-moon, 
like a swag of sheerest organdy, 
adorns the sky... 
an ornamental drape 
on an ethereal window....

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The tittering and chittering was going on in a whispery way
Faeries meeting once a year, showing off in the sheerest sweet way
They were conniving to make the forest the best it had ever been
Best of all, each darling tree faerie had brought her own identical twin....

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Danced I with thee in the moonlight 
but a silhouette on the wall.
Danced I with thee in the candle light 
beneath the sheerest shawl.
Danced I with thee by the rivers side
by the meadows hem enthralled
Danced I with thee at eternity’s edge
as the constellations sprawl.

On we writhe since the Word formed she
shaped for he side by side,
as our actions bore a universal core
immutable as the tide....

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Visibility's dropped to near-zero
   Thermometer's plummeting too
Ocean tempest tossing and turning
   Spraying the nerves of the crew

Deck swabbed by torrential rain
   Passengers hunkered down below
Afternoon's slipped into deep shadows
   Danger's pulse glowers and grows...

Back on shore, weather's sunny
   Gentle breezes, calm and warm
Ignorance is sheerest bliss
   When it comes to cruel ocean storms...

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I hear the winter call my name
in syllables bereft of breeze,
ethereal through silent trees
hypnotic in their leafless maim.

In sheerest blue of morning freeze
the shadows drape from rimy limbs
while through my head a matin swims
that beckons past the boundaries

of culture's polished monotone.
I'd ramble the denuded scape
past hoary waters' icebound gape,
to arcane winds my caution thrown.

Across the dawning's lambent sill
the winter calls.  I hear it still....

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