Barnacles

blue boats, barnacles brown
bumpy beetles, boolean blots
baked bold, blended bravery
boats brown, barnacles blue

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THE ENDING OF THE DAWN

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

in the quiet moments
of each day
as the sun
is coming up 

Memory

*Alliteration Poem – Memory*

28th Sep’17  ~by Venkat

Maples, murmur my melody
Melodies, murmur my morning
Mornings, murmur my muse
Musings, murmur my motifs
Motifs, murmur my memories

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Child

*Alliteration Poem – Child*

27th Sep’17  ~by Venkat

Coconuts can crawl
Crabs can chatter
Chameleons can clap
Childhood crawled, castaway

Gone

Sometimes I wonder about all the things
That I’ve wanted to learn
All those things that I fed to flames
I sat and watched them burn.

One Word

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Words have the power beyond belief
They move us in ways without thought
Through song, poem and conversation
Put words together as we were taught.

Reality Slips

reality is slipping, beware!
a trickster on the prowl
moving faster than your time
edging past speed of sound

With A Yawn

Thoughts of you are so strong
I feel you as we share a touch
As I wake with a yawn
I realize that you are gone.