Multiple colors of love

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Concealed

it's a rose alright…for what petals represent-love, hope or beautymy finger bleeds to remindof thorny beds it sleeps on-fights ephemerality Tanka Tuesday Weekly Prompt

Dual, Reversible

Click, click, click ....goes my mouse.shopping onlinereversible garments fascinate.cute puppy bedsreversible, dual tonesIt’s time to reflect, ruminate. I wonder if lifegave me a deallessons to be learnton the treadmillit’s exhaustingpanting for breathendless walkinggetting nowhere… -Maybe I failedto turn it aroundto see other shadesawaiting manifestation-maybe it’s a makeoverfor a soul batteredit’s time for redemption a chance … Continue reading Dual, Reversible

Speak to us, threaten….

I grew up in an era when television screens received inputs from metal antennae planted on terraces. Watching the sun entangled between bars saddened the child in me. I was taught at home not to catch butterflies and cause them pain, but dissecting a frog in the lab was forgivable. Dear Nature, your silence has … Continue reading Speak to us, threaten….

Stardust

Earth - so humbly silentnot boasting of its treasuresit lets the sky show offshiny roofs at night Stardust in youinconspicuously matte-it takes human effortto bring out luster-compete with the skies-give them a floorto rest egos Quadrille #169

Depression

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Subjugation

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Is it Time for One More Time Poem?

One more Time Poem ….by Artie

Enjoy his ride down memory lane.

artiecamenzind's avatarArtie & Stu

Here’s one from some time out of mind:

Horses prance

all about

the fairgrounds.

The captain’s epaulette

with dangling

tassels tussle

as he rides.

Freaks and Geeks

dance in shows

saying the time

is ours now.

And Mary doesn’t remember

me

or she does

but will not/just won’t say.

I recall our

parents smiling

while her Ayrshire

red ribboned

I held a blue
for my cow poem (she pronounces po-em).

We climb the Himalaya

holding tight

amid the screams;

can you tell me

when this hurl

will be over

just to help

us stay sane.

Our head-spinning

stops per doctor ordered

Sizzle Onion

sausages

an after-thought

for a bun.

Sweet lemonade

hide my hiccup

looking down from

top of the world

Ferris wheel

her hand in mine

making imprints

on eternity.

Let us get

lost in the

house of mirrors

and just when we become afraid we won’t get out

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