Best Blended Poems

Put a man who is wholesome
into a mixing pan.
Combine one loving woman 
and blend well with the man.

Add the children of the man,
and the woman’s...

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Lands of my mother color my skin bold. Pale and freckled.
my skin remembers the lush lands of old and i am swarmed with Irish blood.
Tanned...

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images slowly set

as colours cry

wet-into-wet

Inspired by James Peranteau's recent poem ALL COLORS CRY
Whistler was a master of this technique as was Manet.A favourite of mine...

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Even though we have different colored skin.

   We have some of the same friends.

   We even follow some of the same...

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my love
for you is true
so uncomplicated
new beginning for our two hearts
together forever, just me and you
forget the past, happiness lasts
hearts blended, extended
blessed from above
real love...

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A beautiful chameleon doesn't ever find good hue identity. Just keeping leaf marks, not only... Petals quickly read some twilighting under vast waterfalls.
X-raying yellow zigzags....

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Upended side silhouetted curves 
       Guitar gut succumbs concave pummel 
        ...

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   navel oranges
      fell into a grape vineyard ~
        viva sangria
...

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A Blended Separation
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The type of women, with I often blended,
You can easy find in the local bars around.
It's a type which is my mother warned about,
And type...

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Porous promises 
Replete reticent repose
Listless listened lies...

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A combined family.
A tricky situation.
One I have managed to avoid and gladly

I have no idea how they do it.
Each thinking the other one’s children
are spoiled.

Keeping...

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My lady
My ladies, younger
One and two 
Can't be taken for granted
Their powerful love
Coloured with forgiveness
Again, I thank my Savior
Jesus, the reassuring joy in my soul
Come...

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Blended themes of hopes and dreams now seasoned by the years.
Awakening at dawn to the gift of a day, no longer wrought by fears.
This gift...

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I
We make much of forgiveness; there's joy in receiving
Until I loved Wendolene, I had not been forgiven
Not in this way: I am able to believe...

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