Morning clouds quickly
Overcame the
Flame at the edge of the world.
The gray day is a
bellows igniting a
Flowery inferno.
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Morning clouds quickly
Overcame the
Flame at the edge of the world.
The gray day is a
bellows igniting a
Flowery inferno.
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I Brake for Interesting Cloud Formations
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I am fascinated by the sky
Brake ferns May also preoccupy
For all of Nature is intriguing
Interesting until fatiguing
Clouds and stars testing imagination
Formations -Constellations – Salvation
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(A Bumper Sticker Poem)
Bumper Sticker Poems – a form I created, inspired by cento and golden shovel poetry, with the following guidelines:
Happiness Is
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Happiness is a sunny beach
Far from the summer’s white hot reach
Happiness is a muddy trail
With only boulders for guardrail
Tell me what’s wrong with gray skies
Nature’s all lovely in my eyes
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Happiness is a rainy day
Liquid music tapping away
Happiness is the thundersnow
Ominous green skies all aglow
What’s wrong with an obscured sunrise
Nature’s all lovely in my eyes
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Happiness is limbs dark and stark
Admiring the subtle bark
Happy is getting to explore
With the loving man I adore
Luckily I’ve come to realize
Nature’s all lovely in our eyes.
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Sun Rays Two Ways One Day
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Sunbeams
crepuscular, golden
shining, radiating, awe-inspiring
illusion, perspective, physics, droplets
refracting, projecting, reflecting
multicolored, spectacle
Rainbow
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(A Diamonte Poem)
Iron Lace
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Curved neck I gaze up to the cloudy sky
Through lacy gazebo roof most ornate
Dark black wrought iron perforates
The leaden expectant clouds floating by
Their cargo drops, I am no longer dry
A blurry liquid world the rain creates
Dull hues brighten as it precipitates
Best find cover, thunder rumbles nearby
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(An Octave Poem)