Short Vassallo Poems

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Abc - Poem About Love

Arms around each other.

Bed of roses he laid her on.

Caressing each other so fine.

Desired from day one.

French kissed n made love.



Contest: - ABC - Poem about Love 
Sponsor: - Alfred Vassallo
Form: ABC


Premium Member Uncertainty

Uncertainty 



Uncertainty beats,
Traverse through chords of my heart,
Mind keeps pulling strings,
Apprehension overwhelms,
Firm decision sets the rhyme !




Tanks- 5/7/5/7/7
Written September 22nd, 2014
For contest 'Any new poem' by Alfred Vassallo
Form: Tanka

Doppelganger



me and my doppelgänger
always fight with each other
one is reasonable and
other - eccentric

one is drunk - in poetry
other - sunk in business
the fight continues - but still,
both go hand in hand



Contest : Doppelganger Dodoitsu
Sponsor : Alfred Vassallo
Form: Dodoitsu

Premium Member Jekyll and Hyde - Doppelganger

bright eyes gleaming with mischief
gentle compassionate views
determinedly ambitious
me sober and free

glazed eyes full of hate and fear
anger mixed with self pity
high drama - no coping skills
alcoholic me

 
Written 12/6/2015
 Dodoitsu Doppelganger Contest by Alfred Vassallo
4th Place
Form: Dodoitsu

Dodoitsu Doppelganger

A man stood there at mirror
Mirror gave him the horror
Himself and his duplicate
He saw two images

So he replaced the mirror
And then stood with his head down
The result remained the same
Images did not wane 




- Shrineetee Kar
  04.12.2015

Entry for Dodoitsu Doppelganger Contest
by Alfred Vassallo.
Form: Dodoitsu


Premium Member Treason - Doppelganger

Doppelganger




Treason

Creeping in total darkness,
No wait for any sunshine,
Day he betrayed my true love,
passion bled to death.

All yearnings laid to rest,
bliss was only a deceit,
Wreathed my soul, whipped unsaid words
of treacherousness.





Written Dec 7th, 2015
For contest by Alfred Vassallo
Form: Dodoitsu

Premium Member Trouble Maker

She seems to come from nowhere...
she appears just like a song...
It seems she somehow knows the
other side of me

I see her in rain puddles
and I'm troubled, just to know
that I am never alone
even when she's gone
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12/6/15  For The Dodoitsu Doppleganger Contest
Sponsored By Alfred Vassallo
Form: Dodoitsu

Premium Member The Muscadine Grapes

the muscadine grapes unpruned in the fall season... grape crop diminished the muscadine grapes unpruned in the fall season... bird nest among vines the muscadine grapes unpruned in the fall season... fireants~wasps~share juice
May 17, 2013 Sponsor: Alfred Vassallo Contest: Bacchus The God Who Loved His Grapes
Form: Haiku

Grape Fruits

slightly sour juice squeezed
from succulent small grape fruits--
this wine smells better

slightly sour juice squeezed
from succulent small grape fruits--
vine has more of them

slightly sour juice squeezed
from succulent small grape fruits--
raisins made for me



CONTEST:"Bacchus The God Who Loved His Grapes" sponsored by Alfred Vassallo.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Love Is Strong

Kindness moves quickly between two lovers Love is strong, the incense does waft through them Mastered the heart of the rose they blossom Never did they think they’d love like a gem Great is the love seen by the romantics
Russell Sivey Form Quatrain(ish) Contest: An ABC Poem about LOVE Sponsor: Alfred Vassallo 5/22/2013
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member They Should Meet

A middling, one-eyed person,
yet one thinking she's sexy, 
seen cussing a too fast car 
in Carson City.

A one-eyed, middling person,
yet one thinking she's sexy, 
seen cussing a too slow car
in unknown city.


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11/7/2015

Dodoitsu Doppelganger Contest

Sponsor - Alfred Vassallo

5th place win
© Julia Ward  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Dodoitsu

Premium Member Love Was Our Juice

It felt like a revolution. Love was our juice, romance our fuse, our union, an evolution. It felt like a revolution... you were the only solution, i never offered an excuse. It felt...like a revolution. Love was our juice. Romance our fuse.
Sponsor: Alfred Vassallo Contest Name: One NEW Triolet Maurice Yvonne 09/27/2014
Form: Triolet

Premium Member Moonbeams

The moonbeams crossed the horizon
Carrying the sun in its wake
Soft light 'pon the grass like diamonds
The moonbeams crossed the horizon 
Caressing each scrutiny wizened 
Opaque hopes and moods forsake
The moonbeams crossed the horizon
Carrying the sun in its wake

Written: September 25, 2014
Sponsor: Alfred Vassallo
Contest: One New Triolet
Form: Triolet

Premium Member Do You Love Me

You told me simply we were friends But you conceal your aching heart My love for you it never ends You told me simply we were friends Dreaming of you my heart ascends Forbidden love keeps us apart You told me simply we were friends But you conceal your aching heart 09~26~14 Written for One New Triolet Contest Sponsored By Alfred Vassallo
Form: Triolet

Premium Member Guilt

She begged me to make love to her
I could not look into her eyes
I wanted to but would not dare
She begged me to make love to her
I knew deep down it was not fair
To lead her on with lust and lies
She begged me to make love to her
I could not look into her eyes 


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Contest: One NEW Triolet
Sponsor: Alfred Vassallo
Form: Triolet

Premium Member Trust Me - Tanka

Dejected in love
                         I act in defiance of,
                          yet face the music
                      Why not look into my face,
                      Embrace panoptic passion !  







One tanka - 5/7/5/7/7
Written on 19/4/14
Sponsor- Amy green



Now for contest ' Just one Tanka- old and new' by Alfred Vassallo
Entered on August 28th, 2014
Form: Tanka

Apple To Eat and Compute

In its bite and byte I find cheer
having it, my life is sweetish
active and agile you get sheer
In its bite and byte I find cheer
between eat and compute I steer
Apples in these place I relish
In its bite and byte I find cheer
having it, my life is sweetish.


19-Mar-2016
THE ALPHABET CONTEST - LETTER A - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Alfred Vassallo
8 syllables in length (4 metrical feet)
Form: Triolet

Both Sides

We hate the rain on our parades,
but bless it on those scorching days.

New love blooms with our delight.
Love lost tears us up inside.

Life is good when smooth roads traveled.
Wrong paths make it come unraveled.

To everything there is two sides;
in the middle, reality hides.

Deemed good or bad by our experience;
its' effect on us we hold as evidence.



July 23, 2014
Contest: Both Sides Now
Sponsor: Alfred Vassallo
Form: Rhyme

The Love Story

Amidst lone stars i write your name Below the tide which stole your breath I seal my promise Close to you soon come to be in unknown place and empty hour Destiny betrayed our dreams,our hope and thoughts ,but not forever To those I love I bid farewell,last heartbeat faints so this soul lives in my beloved Not for the contest ,but thanks Alfred Vassallo for the inspiration through your new contest-abc poem about love
Form: ABC

Premium Member Nothingness

 
~~ at night my spirit, sinks into sweet nothingness . . . I seek peace in sleep. my dreams like falling snowflakes . . . each an image to treasure. ___________________ September 3, 2014 Poetry/Tanka/nothingness Copyright Protected, ID 09-596-283-03 All Rights Reserved, 2014, Constance La France Submitted to the Standard contest, Just One Tanka, sponsor, Alfred Vassallo, Judged 09/2014 Second Place
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Summer Days

Summer Days Summer days brings us very hot weather But the days cool down 'gain when it depart. Hear birds, see the butterflies, and heather. Summer season brings us very hot weather. There is fun and lots of sun altogether. Enjoy sunshine very bright for most part. Summer days brings us very hot weather But the days cool down 'gain when it depart. Written: September.25.2014 Sponsor: Alfred Vassallo Contest: one new Triolet
Form: Triolet

Why You Left

You departed, my Motif, but why did you?
Unfinished, my carpet lies, colors awry.
In the weave of my days, you were the light.
You departed, my Motif, but why did you?
Absent your Taleem, I'm lost in the night,
My heart, your target, where arrows lie.
You departed, my Motif, but why did you?
Unfinished, my carpet lies, colors awry.



© 25/09/2014
Malik Yaseen

*Taleem is the script used for carpet weaving (kashmiri, persain).
 For a contest by Alferd Vassallo
© Ma Yaseen  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Triolet

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