Iron Poet

I've baked a cake...
not for a wake...
instead a make...
for crumbs sake.​

splendid
gravid
purple
 

Deep within the pocket of an old denim burner...
I chanced to discover an old coin and memory...
casted dollar; silvery black with date of time...
when I first held her hand within mine.​

profound
reanimate
sheen
 
o Christmas tree of sparkling iridescent sheen
reanimate the birth story on branches green
angels harmonize and their message is profound
salvation to everyone that grace may abound

cap
pinwheel
foreseen
 
Riddle me this.... :lol:

Capped and still above the gates,
Pinwheel of hands; a grinning clown;
Foreseen without changing dates,
Whilst wearing a pale crown.​

westerly
sleek
disturbed
 
disturbed clouds migrate westerly and slow
as autumn landscapes wax afire below
a chill air sweeps bronze leaves across yon field
where sleek suppliants keep secrets concealed

words
abundance
mischief
 
disturbed clouds migrate westerly and slow
as autumn landscapes wax afire below
a chill air sweeps bronze leaves across yon field
where sleek suppliants keep secrets concealed

words
abundance
mischief

Your words aginst the autumn are a breeze to memorys forgotten?
They give an abundance to scenes grown among us, in this season to now.
Mischief in this verse is hearing her next three words.

Why?
I
You
 
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I shiver in golden gaze
Trembling
You see into the Darkness
Knowing
And the Universe Whispers
Why








Now words
Forgotten
words
forest
 
Ok let me fix it to get Dave's word sin since he beat me by a couple minutes. :)


The old man rests upon aching knees as wrinkled fingers systematically
Thumb a string of beads. His passion is bright as a summers day
And the warmth in his heart which he yearns to share
Overflows for any who will accept his embrace.
Yet the easiness and joys of youth have darkened and decayed,
Vanishing in the forgotten corners of his mind,
Like words that dissipate through a mist filled forest.
And courted by the cold beckoning of time, the pages of his life are closed,
Leaving only papers and etched stone to mark his departure.

New Words
Encapsulate
Passion
Stale
 
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New Words
Encapsulate
Passion
Stale[/QUOTE]


Your words against the autumn are a breeze to memory's forgotten?
They give an abundance to scenes grown among us, in this season to now.
Mischief in this verse is hearing her next three words.

Keys are stale encapsulating my passion that looms pale.
Wronged, my sorrow swells, where she has struck me an sent,
to my vulnerable tastes -despair.

Caught
fought
sought
 
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Hmmmmm...


TM has learned little from battles she's fought,
Deceit has not garnered the respect that's she's sought.
Along comes a poster whose rhetoric is hot
And with grief and despair she finds she's been caught.

:D

New Words

jimmy (as to pry, not the name)
causation
malice
 
long lashes winnowed faintly cause reaction
while decolletage jimmies his distraction
to obsession and summary obedience
sans malice to elicit sweet expedience


diversion
meadow
hircine
 
diversion
meadow
hircine[/quote]

Your words against the autumn are a breeze to memory's forgotten?
They give an abundance to scenes grown among'st us, in this season to now.
Mischief in this verse is hearing her next three words.

Keys are stale encapsulating my passion that looms pale.
Wronged, my sorrow swells, where she has struck me an sent,
to my vulnerable tastes -despair.

This diversion momentary and welcome gives thoughts to injurys had while impassioned.
Not hircine in desire; yet beautiful as a sprite in a meadow.
Captured by my longing in these verses that I carry on; still her spirit never gone.

Purpose
method
day
 
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To Purpose in Meaning
Method pleasures
Wretched Days that smolder
Spent



New words
Risk
rapids
sky
 
New words
Risk
rapids
sky

Your words against the autumn are a breeze to memory's forgotten?
They give an abundance to scenes grown among us, in this season to now.
Mischief in this verse is hearing her next three words.

Keys are stale encapsulating my passion that looms pale.
Wronged, my sorrow swells, where she has struck me an sent,
to my vulnerable tastes -despair.

This diversion momentary and welcome gives thoughts to injurys had while impassioned.
Not hircine in desire; yet beautiful as a sprite in a meadow.
Captured by my longing in these verses that I carry on; still her spirit never gone.

Sky's dance a splendid romance with clouds that move in rapids of motion to my innocent notions where risk was abandon. Gales of force turn to a wind song of betrayal. And this fall like any other with its colors an haunted reflection leaves us pained and lost without direction.

Tone
frown
together
 
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a frown on thorns

on christmas day gold-toned papers with folds taped together

camouflage the heart that shares in disappointing weather
a candle glow grown dim with mind that blows a chill on joy
dementia sore burdens the soul when causing cells to cloy

clauses
spruce
rejoinder

 
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Spring the rejoinder of winter snow
Spruce to mock the darkness
Forever green
The earth bound in contract
Of natures clauses





new words
grasp
ocean

fly
 

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