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One of the monsters
lived and decided to file
a case against me.
lived and decided to file
a case against me.
Freddy Krueger fileda defamation lawsuit
against young psyches.
The bright krugerrandGlittered brightly in young minds,
Defiled innocence.
She whom Saint-Gaudenscarved in gold is bliss to see
and heaven to hold.
M wrote: "She whom Saint-Gaudenscarved in gold is bliss to see
and heaven to hold."
That's lovely M, and I've learnt something new!
(Thank you, Nicky! I think the Saint-Gaudens $20 gold piece, particularly the 1907 high-relief, has the most beautiful obverse of any American coin ever minted--and there have been some beautiful American coins.)
Blood may taste like saltBut to my virgin popped tongue
You're sweet as sour sugar
A sourpatch kidStole my first kiss; I bit
His smarmy head off.
(M wrote: "(Thank you, Nicky! I think the Saint-Hi M,
With the magic of google I looked him up, I love art history but had never come across him before; one of the things I love about this group is the something I've been missing for ages - conversing with people who have interesting things to share!)
Headless he wandered;the extreme price of kisses,
he sourly pondered.
He’d joked, dropped idlequips, each molecule of him
recalling her lips.
From her golden lipsCame a long spate of guest spots
On late night talk shows.
Hungry for the phlox
of an April moon - the taste
of pink horizons.
of an April moon - the taste
of pink horizons.
Ryan wrote: "Headless he wandered;
the extreme price of kisses,
he sourly pondered."
Sleepy Hollow tome
by a Washington Irving
I read on Wednesday. :)
the extreme price of kisses,
he sourly pondered."
Sleepy Hollow tome
by a Washington Irving
I read on Wednesday. :)
I think this is beautiful writing: “the phlox / of an April moon . . .”
M wrote: "I think this is beautiful writing: “the phlox / of an April moon . . .”"
Thank you~ I have admired your poems all week. :)
Thank you~ I have admired your poems all week. :)
M wrote: "I think this is beautiful writing: “the phlox / of an April moon . . .”"
BTW, the natives call the April moon the Pink moon, the Phlox moon, the Egg Moon, and the green sprouting grass moon. :)
BTW, the natives call the April moon the Pink moon, the Phlox moon, the Egg Moon, and the green sprouting grass moon. :)
Hung above the grassThe late pink moon waxed to May's
Dancing elephants.
A wan snow moon lithis arrival through an arch
tiled and ogival.
He makes a drawing
of the bridge before he rows
on star lit waters
of the bridge before he rows
on star lit waters
The span of waterReached from here to the young moon
Mute as fall's dry leaves.
Water on my wrist
a damsel fly on a branch
Articulation
a damsel fly on a branch
Articulation
M wrote: "A wan snow moon lit
his arrival through an arch
tiled and ogival."
the arch of her lips
the hance of a sunlit bridge
the lair of a kiss
his arrival through an arch
tiled and ogival."
the arch of her lips
the hance of a sunlit bridge
the lair of a kiss
Cat wrote: "M wrote: "A wan snow moon lit
his arrival through an arch
tiled and ogival."
the arch of her lips
the hance of a sunlit bridge
the lair of a kiss"
or the lady's slipper
or
3rd line: Winter's islands melt
his arrival through an arch
tiled and ogival."
the arch of her lips
the hance of a sunlit bridge
the lair of a kiss"
or the lady's slipper
or
3rd line: Winter's islands melt
M wrote: "These are beautiful, Cat!"
Thank you!
Thank you!
Haiku Saturday
Peasantry of poetry
paving next week's road.
Peasantry of poetry
paving next week's road.
A path of peasantsleads to the accountant's door;
tax time once again.
The wrath of pheasantsA flight of coloured fancy
And their feathers' grace.
The wind gently blowsA black feather in the air
Dances with the wind
Who can say whetherslate skies will bring floods, presaged
by a black feather?
A black wind blows fullOf feathers in a torrent
Of low, beaky cries.
As breakers poundedthe rocky shore, the ravens
cackled, “Nevermore!”
A raven's lament:Not the blackbird song that the
Beatles imagined.
The Black Birds wore whiteTo inspire their melody
And make their blues light.
One of the blackbirdswent into shock when approached
by Alfred Hitchcock.
M wrote: "One of the blackbirds
went into shock when approached
by Alfred Hitchcock."
Hahaha a Hahahaha
went into shock when approached
by Alfred Hitchcock."
Hahaha a Hahahaha
The rusty blackbirds
the thrushes, grackles, cowbirds
Pass formes in shadows.
The blackbirds divine
in wines of egg yolk and cheese
Passing forms in trees
The black birds pass forms
where mutatis mutandis:
paved roads, stark skies, caves.
the thrushes, grackles, cowbirds
Pass formes in shadows.
The blackbirds divine
in wines of egg yolk and cheese
Passing forms in trees
The black birds pass forms
where mutatis mutandis:
paved roads, stark skies, caves.
The blackbird loader:
a fiddle faddle fife shriek (a stridulous fidfaddle)
that keeps me quiet
In the parking lots
of grocery stores.
Those unleashed noises.
or Austin's unleashed shrieks
induced by the grackle's claim-
trek souls of shoppers.
a fiddle faddle fife shriek (a stridulous fidfaddle)
that keeps me quiet
In the parking lots
of grocery stores.
Those unleashed noises.
or Austin's unleashed shrieks
induced by the grackle's claim-
trek souls of shoppers.
She seemed to murmurof autumn’s crows, of fenceposts,
of the late first frost,
of wind rasping leaves,
ragged corn rows, small swift feet,
the child we had lost.
(Wow, Cat! How do you do that? Those are inventive and quick.)
Child tree: of Life
Trellis of parents, people.
virtues from the ground
that tremble with hope.
enduring the seasons may
may cut or bring Light.
Ors
enduring the new seasons
with Cope may bring Light.
Trellis of parents, people.
virtues from the ground
that tremble with hope.
enduring the seasons may
may cut or bring Light.
Ors
enduring the new seasons
with Cope may bring Light.
M wrote: "(Wow, Cat! How do you do that? Those are inventive and quick.)"
I picture a scene,
and use my dictionary -
A heart in my hands.
I picture a scene,
and use my dictionary -
A heart in my hands.
Cat Grimalkin wrote: "M wrote: "(Wow, Cat! How do you do that? Those are inventive and quick.)"
I picture a scene,
and use my dictionary -
A heart in my hands."
Thanks~!
I picture a scene,
and use my dictionary -
A heart in my hands."
Thanks~!
Any masterpieceOriginates, rearranged,
From dictionaries.
My dictionaryWarms my writer's heart and blood
But remains wordless.
Oft unconsulted, my dictionary envies
verbose thesaurus.
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The monsters were sleeping so
I burned the closet.