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Blue Fox
... The fox slopes warily into the garden, a sapphire dawn overlay's and sheens his form. He trots across a snow powdered clearing head low, electric whiskers seeking trace and track. Crystall......

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Categories: flecked, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member summertime
...sun, ripe citrus fruit sapphire sky flecked with white clouds~ tarmac road steaming. ......

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Categories: flecked, analogy, summer, sun,
Form: Haiku



Didn't we all become poets ii
... / "Like Open-Mic Explosions from the End of Language". ~ Chat-GPT / _____ Madmen leaked a rash of sky-blue puddle; fatally cloistered the hat-flu's hubble - To wit: - the h......

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Categories: flecked, allusion, america, hip hop,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member For The Rising Sun
...The rising sun sets day apart Night walks with us but not afar Along the bridge, our gilded heart The rising sun Lacustrine swans flecked by Earth's star Sail on soft waves, awaking art Pen s......

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Categories: flecked, animal, appreciation, bird, nature,
Form: Roundel
The Tops
...up a steep and gritty track reach the tops wilderness reclaims a verge of wintery snags land juts and tilts hauls out lays treeless clumps and hags pitch up stricken soil heap their marshy......

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Categories: flecked, poetry,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member The Wand of Kismet
... Written: May 12, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann Quote: “Set yourself on fire and seek those who fan your flame.” By Rumi *****************......

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Categories: flecked, analogy, divorce,
Form: Free verse
peace
...Peace A glorious morning in the bay of Cascais seven coastal ships on a mirror. Stilleben  Sunday, the crew are asleep  except for a cook who is up preparing  breakfast This could be a p......

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Categories: flecked, age, birth, blessing, blue,
Form: ABC
Premium Member dark night of the soul
...resting in quietude we wait for wisdom that dispels all doubt uncertain for now seems our fate nobody hears our soundless shout present here now in this domain endowed with senses five and min......

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Categories: flecked, introspection, prayer, spiritual,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member Not Much of a Choice
...Cooper was a large and curious tiger, the bright star of a motley circus, Always out of step with others; like erring moon, of dawn skies, citrus. He was well fed and got lots of attentio......

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Categories: flecked, beauty, color, fun, nature,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Your Expressive Eyes Speak to Me
...There's a language you speak to me with your eyes I hear their quiet thoughts... oh, how they hypnotize me when into their boundless realms I dare to stare. With rapt attention, I listen to them w......

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Categories: flecked, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Cessation
...With mind the seat of intellect, looking at parts that make the whole, it can match not wisdom of heart, sparking stardust, by bliss flakes flecked, seat of soul, directing life’s role, breath b......

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Categories: flecked, silence, spiritual,
Form: Hybronnet
Premium Member Flakes of Faith in the Chill
... Written: January 06, 2025, for contest. Sponsored by: Regina Mcintosh Quote: "During winter, cuddle up with a mug of hot cocoa and some fluffy white snowflakes—they're like a kiss fr......

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Categories: flecked, night, winter,
Form: Ottava rima
Premium Member Autumn Side Of September
...In the middle ages these roughed and scuffed decades between newborn crocus snow-melt-nursed and dried hydrangea blooms sepia-skinned and papery thin I earned the right to wear sapphires and bur......

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Categories: flecked, age, beauty, birth, introspection,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Where My Brush Strokes Linger
... I woke trembling on the threshold of dawn as dappled sunlight through my window shone Upon my primed canvas there had been drawn a masculine image with finely chiseled cheekbones What viri......

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Categories: flecked, desire, dream,
Form: Romanticism
Didn't we all become poets
... ( Introduction: Open-Mic Explosions from the End of Language) Madmen leaked a rash of sky-blue puddle; fatally cloistered the hat-flu's hubble - To wit: - the half-time h......

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Categories: flecked, humor, parody, poetry, poets,
Form: Free verse

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