Quatrain Poems
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Continue readingThe Wind On The Ledge
by Chloe Foster
The wind scatters her hair,
The fragile fabric of her shirt clings to her back.
The wind attempts to push her forward,
As her crowded and crammed mind begins to retract.
Trapped in a memory,
Existing in the exhausting grasp of the past,
Her world; wrapped up in a few moments,
A box of trauma and pain that has yet to pass.
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Continue readingMoonlight is Waiting
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
In the almond trees down on Clear Lake farm,
A picnic between the rows, on grasses green,
And pink blossoms play in the carefree breeze,
With backdrop of blue skies and clouds of cream.
Lost to each other and the golden afternoon,
While the sun drifts past in search of forever,
As hued birds joyously chirp their serenade,
Pale moonlight awaits its nightly endeavor!
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Continue readingIn Sated Passion
by Joe Cyr
(anaphora)
In sated passion there we lie
In sated passion one hand on thigh
In sated passion we drift to sleep
In sated passion sweet dreams do creep
The Wind On The Ledge
by Chloe Foster
The wind scatters her hair,
The fragile fabric of her shirt clings to her back.
The wind attempts to push her forward,
As her crowded and crammed mind begins to retract.
Trapped in a memory,
Existing in the exhausting grasp of the past,
Her world; wrapped up in a few moments,
A box of trauma and pain that has yet to pass.
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December Light
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
In frostiness of December, crystal snowflakes enthrall,
It's a month I long remember, coming after colors fall,
A season of love and magic, when hope's everywhere,
As vivid lights and twinkling stars, together fill the air!
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