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Keith Wallis

Poetry Challenge 2013

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Time for a new challenge - are you up for it ?

 

 

The challenge has been to think a challenge up ! I'll leave the 2012 haiku challenge up for those who want to carry on with it.

 

 

This years challenge is COLOUR (or COLOR if you have to). Any colour and in as vague connection or as wierd a colour as you like. The only rule is you CAN'T use the colour which was used in the previous poem.

 

 

I'll start with blue - add your hue to the rainbow as we go along.

 

 

Blue

 

 

Mussel shells

 

 

in cacophony

 

 

when the tide has gone

 

 

singing their blues

 

 

with drying lips

 

 

and a thirst

 

 

for salty tears.

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Once More

 

 

Red breasted brother

 

 

hopping and searching

 

 

wintry backyards

 

 

later than he should

 

 

longing for the voice

 

 

of beloved sister lost

 

 

to a trespassing cat

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YELLOW

 

 

No one's favorite

 

 

Yellow parched sand

 

 

encompassing the dune

 

 

dry and arid on the shore

 

 

hot and lost the bream

 

 

famine in the land.

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Fireside

 

 

When moonlight shivers

 

 

off icicled spears

 

 

dripping from your outer masonry,

 

 

tickle me pink

 

 

in your lazy radiance

 

 

and roll me over another log

 

 

that your amorous flame may pass

 

 

by winter.

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The colour of corn,

 

 

blonde and glistering in the sunlight:

 

 

drawing energy in golden dawn

 

 

drawing mystery in lazy dusk,

 

 

your hair charms me.

 

 

Sorceress of emotion

 

 

casting spells in wave and curl

 

 

cascading over your shoulder

 

 

I fall to the tsunami

 

 

of passion.

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In the gloom of evening

 

 

I take a ride on the gray back of dusk

 

 

too short the trip

 

 

too fast the stop

 

 

I tumble into the dark of night

 

 

day is done.

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WALL

 

 

There you sit

 

 

on your pedestal

 

 

munching

 

 

munching

 

 

my ideas of heaven

 

 

like a rabbit

 

 

with its lettuce

 

 

oblivious

 

 

eyes wide

 

 

immune to revelation

 

 

your pride

 

 

red

 

 

and hard as brick

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Shimmering dust

 

 

Across dark of night

 

 

Extinguished

 

 

By aurora delight

 

 

Heaven hums

 

 

Emerald bright

 

 

Green flames

 

 

In angelic flight

 

 

Vision dissipates into

 

 

Verdant twilight

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The morning wakes

 

 

with a yashmak across its face.

 

 

Alluring, secretive, promising

 

 

a tinge of a smile

 

 

in concealment.

 

 

The grey wash of fog

 

 

slowly undressing,

 

 

dancing its seven veils, revealing.

 

 

God brings out the water colours.

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Held

 

Celestial blue sapphires,

 

set in buttercream meadows,

 

softer than velvet,

 

and infinite as those starry heavens

 

by which they came,

 

curl the bubblegum lip

 

and grasp a newborn grip

 

around the most juvenile of perceptions,

 

“This could be my Father.”

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The jewel most semi-precious

 

 

has a hardness of its own

 

 

it has no reflective gleam

 

 

just a cold heart of stone

 

 

the grandeur of its color

 

 

dipped from a deep lagoon

 

 

warmed by a summer sky

 

 

before the coming of the moon

 

 

births turquoise

 

 

a shade sure to hypnotize

 

 

and form itself so notable

 

 

in my grandchild’s eyes!

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Bouquet

 

 

Hung out to dry

 

 

bound and bundled

 

 

with necks firmly taut

 

 

upside-down

 

 

as they’re most beautiful

 

 

bursting

 

 

and death becomes them

 

 

while their guillotined heads

 

 

fall keepsake

 

 

into a thick fragrant rose

 

 

potpourri.

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Omniscient

 

 

At dawn,

 

 

a midnight slice of periwinkle

 

 

splashes winter’s murky raincoat

 

 

incandescent

 

 

and,

 

 

though other weary luminaries

 

 

have long dwindled into slumber,

 

 

moon’s portal loiters,

 

 

full face, peaking in and out

 

 

the melancholy day.

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Valentine

 

 

Itsy-bitsy bits of glitz,

 

 

bedazzling,

 

 

razzmatazz,

 

 

dolled-up, snazzy,

 

 

modern, jazzy,

 

 

fundamentally

 

 

posh and sassy,

 

 

very-very swank

 

 

and classy,

 

 

showing much pizzazz

 

 

is the heart

 

 

my little one has

 

 

sparkling love with glitter.

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Porcelain;

 

 

the land is china white,

 

 

bedecked,

 

 

glazed,

 

 

glistering,

 

 

cold as diamond.

 

 

I trudge to worship

 

 

along snowy paths,

 

 

seeing why

 

 

white and holy

 

 

are synonymous.

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Puckery delicious

 

 

a hand-held treat

 

 

a cool refreshment

 

 

not pretending to be sweet

 

 

From the citrus world

 

 

best when well squeezed

 

 

brought gently to the lips

 

 

your tongue will be pleased

 

 

by lime!

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Please no weaving

 

 

through the trees

 

 

leaving.us chills.

 

 

Why do you tease,

 

 

pretending now to stay

 

 

while still away you ease?

 

 

Strawberry strands sundip

 

 

this spectator who sees

 

 

the daily dance at dusk

 

 

through the trees.

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The white coverlet recedes

 

 

its transparent fingers

 

 

reaching toward

 

 

the frozen ground

 

 

with the drip

 

 

drip

 

 

drip

 

 

of accusation.

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Limerick

 

 

What color might work on these pages

 

 

that others might find it contagious

 

 

to be writing in verse

 

 

or some rhyme or much worse

 

 

a pun that could last through the ages?

 

 

The first use of the color name limerick was in 2001, when it was formulated as one of the colors on the Xona.com Color List.

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Red

 

 

Cashmere soft on a winter’s eve

 

 

wrapped snug around my heart,

 

 

your smile

 

 

wanders over all inquiring sides,

 

 

mature and adolescent,

 

 

absorbing each

 

 

within subliminal passages

 

 

flowing blood

 

 

read.

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Terriic toddler in

 

 

polka dots and stripes

 

 

As complex as all nature

 

 

In multi-hued Pollack-like display

 

 

But amid the racing patterns her eyes

 

 

Shine through with their true blue essence.

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Zipper

 

 

helping with her dress,

 

 

champagne skin slowly disappears

 

 

behind satin walls

 

an absolute cracker of a haiku, well written. KW

 

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THE SECRET

 

 

I will never forget your eyes that day

 

 

a secret was being caged

 

 

usually sparkling a crystal blue

 

 

they were dark

 

 

wounded

 

 

enraged

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