Short Transfuse Poems

Sticks and stones won't break my poems
and terms will never use us,
the artist's hope goes it alone,
while others just diffuse us!

Hip and hop won't take my crop
and placard's mentors lose us,
my only truth is still unknown ~
until my lines .  .  .  .  transfuse us!...

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Music is my bliss, happy, alone in my room
I hear the drumbeat, boom boom boom

Hours go by, slip away, one, two, five
Lyrics speak to me, deep, I’m so alive

Hip hop, jazz, rhythm and blues
Music unto me transfuse

The music lives in me, magnificent, sublime
I just want to jump, dance, move in time...

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in the shadows
primary colours 
        become gold
                            
pastel patches 

transfuse
     the translucent
leaves
          in colour
and
daubs
                all living things

its warmth to bring

each eve
waves its good-bye

this perpetual light

     divides day from night,...

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clover me crimson
lover of ebony hue;
transfuse my blues
with caramel and myrrh;
brush the ear of my fantasies
with thy feathery tongue
until it's numb with pleasure,
tingling like the strings
on a violin in overtone
and goosebumps litter my skin
from nappy head
to happy toe
as we sky to heavenly highs
basking in the blissful throes 

of love...

~ P...

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A glossy warmth is forming 

On the meadow.

Shallow morning air 

Transfixed  thru every eye.
 
From the memory of the sun’s blood, 

Life is transfused.

Bird and fowl 

Share a common breath, 

Falling into the day. 

Where softness stays

This day remains. 

Like the feathered touch 

Of an old idea, 


This place, this time,

Made for bigger hearts 

Than mine.....

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