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Best Poems Written by Kathy Bahr

Below are the all-time best Kathy Bahr poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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October Moon

Beneath moon shadows.
Elwood's room looks like an owl's moon.
Owl's nest has curled around the clock, knotted lost tick tock.
Trick or treat is catching up with the clock.
It's quite clear now strawberry snail is on paper with it's appetite,
to eat of this tale.


08-13-21, Bite Size Poem No 17 Poetry Contest.
Sponser Line Gauthier.

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Side By Side

The yellow moonlight had gone out.
The moon beats quietly.
The stars have fallen on you.
arrived during the day.
The wind mumbled scattering the stars' dew.
Dust
The sky above is gleaming.
Desire is sent out, and love is infused with kindness.
The moon can make the night exciting, once more to you.
How cleverly the night is transformed into play.
Will you and I meet again?
Have you ever really, or is it just you?
The star sent out a message before falling
The beach is calling.

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Summer Showers

A drop fell on the apple tree,
That went to help bathe the sea.
The Sunshine threw fete hung.
Where the Jocoser birds sung.
The breezes brought the birds bathed in glee.

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Mr French

Balancing wind has moved in with a spin.
Serenity of the forest locked in.
Autumn colors left in October winds,
quantum foliage falls on.

Crow unlocks secret robin, lost the vest.
Doesn’t appear to have changed since last year.
Owl butterfly lore tell in date of time.
Color so behind.

Bird falling the fox, there comes the winter.
Winter crow to unlock the clever mind.
In late evening sun comes winter past.
Gold must call, pass quietly.

2-9-23 sponsored by bj Legros Kelley
Contest, Winter is not for ever.

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Makeup Artist

As for our face love of art
Should  we see white of pale faces, smiles grow
Heartbeat as we dance
Circus is in town looking for the painter on a water cloud
Artist is on paper brushing the clouds
The ticket box is painted red
Circus shadows play on ahead
Bedtime of moonlight splendor
Faintly shadows on the moon
Moment of clouds bestriding earth with bright dissolve.

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The Fiddler and the Frog

Sugar water
Coughed
No worm inside.
Frogs bellies are completely full.
Children ask for more.
Fiddle around some more.
Brushing off the tail.
Sweet slumber of heavy rain.
Sweet rain drips and drops.
Sugar water.




2-3-23, contest by Craig Cornish.

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Ukiah

you're cold blooded void
why did creation make you
beetles smother spin

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White Sea

White Sea
Fallen like
Symphony
Invite play

Unannounced
Frantic rain
Scattered sun

Misty stars
Falling stars
Disquiet.
Copyright © Kathy

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Out of Water

Out of Water - Prose

                        An easel, looking for the painter,
            Who brushed black iron horse life of survival
Tear stained face, wind slithering burning leaves with the sun.
Double twisted iron brought from the shore of the sea.

                        And was met fathoms deep change
Rode upon, I'm weary fracture pain, I'm with the wind
The sun tether the moments, now and then, on end.

      With no common sense, horseshoe drift crossed over the ocean.
            The ocean caught hold, late October's dark blanket.
                        Of Earth around the dark sea.

A monstrous haunting goes, changing scenes go round the horse. 
            Pressing on with wondering restless sea, twisted iron then about.
      Horseshoe penny hung around my neck.
                        The old horse's destination is already the past.

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Percussion Please

Percussion Please
The perfect pilon espresso shot we have found
Heavy came at length of early rise of the sun,
Coffee steam scene where ever you call your road,
On the back streets it's a kick start,
Cup of coffee and cowboy's is that a brand?

a mystery,
Coffee has a drinking effect that wove Lyric drip drop
Supreme bean evokes to kindle a scene,
a rain storm brews the steam of Havana.

Chug along erode empty roads; 
Even Cubans who don't speak according,
Things move slower. It has been brewed with authentic espresso coffee.

A Moka pot what does that mean?
Empty there the sound between steeped, wooed around the world,
Moka maker has been buried in his Moka pot.

For your satisfaction it's the seal,
Seems like the 1950's,
See you later! Just playing softly please!

08-12-21 imagism  Sponser Emile Pinet.