Tenth Poems - Poems about Tenth

Tenth of July

It's quite a bright dusk today 
I would choose Neapolitan yellow for the sky
Although I haven't touched colours for years
After all, images and paintings are quite enough
So why create more without urgent necessity?
The thick foliage of the trees around the balcony
Stands still as if painted on a canvas
It’s a heatwave now, I'm sitting in my

Rubato's Tenth of Stave's

The part of Holy Week in Spain where participants wear capirotes (pointed hoods) and robes is called the Nazarenes
She spok 
e his name and he found  it slanderous.Hearing her voice
after what he had been told. It was polite to find humor in
the words and find
interesting knowledge from interpolations of his name
but when she spoke

The tenth of the Stave

The Wind arranged and rearranged
                                            the sediment
     

the tenth month

The Tenth month

What is there to say about 
about a perfect day, the first of October
when the sun is infused with silver

A few cumuli look like a bride's belt
a sky that has pale blueness  
bathed in the mystical haziness of dreams

The limitless seeking understanding
why oak leaves fall and grass takes
on the color auburn and lemon hue 

In supple

The Tenth Percentile

Green scissors that never cut a thing,
seen always as outside of the box;
Gene gave me this vivacious vision 
keen to lean towards unorthodox;

Wrong side of the road is where I live,
along with others who share my smile;
Headstrong creatives we’re colorful;
Lifelong punch of the tenth percentile.

the tenth door

the orifice at fontanel
widens breath by breath
in as a blossoming
of an unexpectant rose

from a centreless fulcrum 
dew drops of soma appear
trickling through conduits 
within organic form

the power that propels life
manifests as magnetism 
cajoling and compelling
polarities to tango dance

shape shifting sacred symbols
immanent yet transcendent 
create a beauteous rhythm 
as sounds of enigmatic silence 

vibrant eternal presence
resplendent

The Tenth Twilight

Twas' a mellowing twilight on the end of the day
Where the whispers of dusk benignly sway
when the weary traveler of orange bid adieu
varnishing the sky with amber and blue
As the shadows lengthen and daylight wanes
Couldn't endure enough of what my eye gains
The chaotic screams of the day departed at the dusk
The halcyon prevails with its

The tenth door

Liken the fontanel as the tenth door,
which soon after birth, slowly becomes closed,
whence blinded from truth, we feel not our core,
immersed in hypnotic trance self-imposed,
floundering about through life indisposed.
Freedom’s enabled when we pierce the crown,
which occurs when our turbid thoughts calm down
and heart purified, ego is decried,
that love entwined, in stream of bliss we drown,
in

The tenth door

Tenth door at fontanel receives
in-pouring of God’s grace sublime,
thwarted by ego that deceives,
letting not soul heavenward climb.

When heart’s tranquil and thoughts recede,
tenth door at fontanel receives
magnetism that bliss beats so lead,
free from our mind that always grieves.

Soul mindfully vibrations sieves,
that when our fickle heart be pure,
tenth door at fontanel receives
grace imbibed by presence demure.

Light is

September Tenth

How deep
The Rio Hondo?
Mopan, Sarstoon
They flow... deep as gratitude
Deep as our forefather's breath
Fighting on to victory
September Tenth, of
Seventeen Ninety-Eight,
Please remember.

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The Tenth Anniversary of Andy Griffith's Death

Andy Griffith found success when he starred in "The Andy Griffith Show".
That Sitcom is still popular today and it was created over sixty years ago.
It was one decade ago today when Andy Griffith took his final breath.
Andy didn't have a funeral, he was buried immediately after his death.
He starred in "Matlock" from 1986 to 1995.
Andy

The Bully Story

Let’s push mushroom man around today Mouse One said.
Mice Two and Three went along with it.
Being followers and wanting to be on the bully’s good side.
The mushroom man protested and fought back.

They struggled with him all morning but could not get him pushed.
How long are your roots? Mouse One demanded.
A tree on the other side

The Tenth Door

The tenth door

Fontanel opens,
as bliss beat shapens
our energy field,
by divine grace, healed.

Nothing is concealed;
space itself does yield,
revealing soul's light,
shining within bright.

Heightened is delight,
dancing day and night
in boundless rapture,
mind cannot capture.

08-May-2022

The Tenth Reindeer

How many reindeer does Santa have stabled?
Let's take the count, as in the fables.

If you count eight then you are off,
for that, I cannot but scoff.

You might say nine but to no avail,
That's if you include the red-nosed one in the tale.

No, Santa has ten reindeer in all,
If you don't believe me, just give their

The Tenth Muse

The Tenth Muse

Restless spirit of imagination sending daily inspirations
No procrastination for her assignations;
Sees every clue in her investigations – 20/20 education
Tomatoes on freeway ramps variation – daisies in sidewalk perpetuation –
Sunflowers in desert’s appreciation – no gardens – miracles of propagation;
Sees her nine sisters in bright constellations – catches their light in appreciation;
Earthbound muse for

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