Short Tinging Poems

Agent Orange
Tinging lush, green foliage
Breath-taking shadow
Swallows mercurial moon
Invisible orb hovers



October 11, 2012...

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silver bells ringing
holly bright among the pine
merrily dinging
bringing Christmas cheer to all –
scent of the outdoors

tint-tinging clapping
etheric among the greens
happy holiday
they sing joyfully aloud –
angelic voices


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Smell of Autumn in the evening dusk
Decaying leaves slowly becoming dust,
Scent of that Sixties patchouli musk
Smell of Autumn in the evening dusk.
Breezes becoming somewhat brusque
Leaves still green but tinging with rust,
Smell of Autumn in the evening dusk
Decaying leaves slowly becoming dust.

written August 1, 2021...

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Who knew September would bring
A morning such as this.
Cool, breezy and a coming rain.
My lover waiting for his kiss.

Locked in a quarantine, not knowing
When we will ever meet our new neighbors,
Though we will, they will, and glorious leaves
Are tinging and hiding in fall's vapours.

Meantime our hearts are waiting
With hope the days will come,
Bearing red and Green and twinkling lights.
And sickness will be gone....

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The road suddenly divided 
I needed the river 
Her two arms replete
with hyacinth of
empathy 

Emptily 
I kept looking at, now
at one direction 
then at the other but
the envelope didn't part 

I needed the river so much 
Her foamy murmur 
into my elongated ears 
to interpret what 
the cherry was 

With the third 
eye at the roses 
tinging dry thorns
pricking my brain cells
I select the leftward turn 
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26 October 2022...

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