Final Vestiges of Antigua
Cooled off to take a sip; two.
Greedily waking up; fading
of the whole cup - butterflies,
trees, flowers; drips touching
the final vestiges of Antigua.
Fear ascended into the canopy,
slid along the line; work gloves,
gripping. Incomplete instructions,
lack of common sense, slowed
me down, with my feet off
the ground. Grounds remind me,
in this creamy, courage cup
to not give up, keep going
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Categories:
vestiges, adventure, appreciation, drink, fear,
Form: Free verse
No Dark Days In America
Justice has finally and ultimately prevailed.
The flag of justice and equality is unveiled.
Not only should the guilty commoners be jailed;
Rich, flamboyant, opulent and powerful people
Have their spots in jail also, if they violated,
The laws of the Land too. Guilty purple
Ones must, of course, be incarcerated.
Nobody is above the rules and the law.
Today, I’m giving it
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Categories:
vestiges, america, anti bullying, bullying,
Form: Rhyme
Vestiges
Vestiges
We are the vestiges to our own destruction. You're the lock and I'm the key. We go well together. You set me off and I ignite hell. I think you're my karma.
Am I right or wrong?
Were we brought together to always fight or to live in harmony? Middle ground. This way we roll
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Categories:
vestiges, birth, conflict, death, myth,
Form: Verse
Vestiges of Dark Thoughts Evicted
Wobbly knees wheeze and tease
Dark thoughts fumbling, tumbling and rumbling in the mind
Which can no longer squeeze proportion peas
From thought processes, procedures and systems gone blind
In the wake of the disaster
Determined to scupper efforts
I summon to master faster
Techniques and strategies to rescue ports and forts
In which hides the succor
With the potential to dismiss the blues
Whose
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Categories:
vestiges, poems,
Form: Free verse
Last Vestiges of Light
Sunlit rays gild a coppery Moon;
intensifying Her golden glow.
And She shimmers like a gold doubloon;
in a creek, where rippled waters flow.
She adopts a halo over time;
highlighting Her celestial ascent.
And like a Goddess, She starts Her climb;
a starlet in this gala event.
An ebony curtain pierced by stars
ushers in the beauty of the Night.
And a red blush
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Categories:
vestiges, beautiful, dark, imagery, imagination,
Form: Quatrain
Vestiges
...for the Rev Eric Shirvell-Price
A blizzard of papers blanketed his desk.
His pipe rack stood like a chess piece,
mutely waiting to be shifted.
Sepia-toned photographs lined the mantlepiece
like soldiers standing at attention,
and there was a smell of stale tobacco.
Volumes and manuscripts burst from a bookshelf,
while origami figures lined another.
A coffee mug bore stains
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Categories:
vestiges, on writing and words
Form: Verse