The weekend’s begun with a cloudy start.
My love is away, I alone with my art.
The evening will come and laughter we’ll share.
Our time we’ve created with passion and care.
~*~
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Author: Rhymesalot
Memorable Hues
A night alone but I’m not blue.
Another day and I’ll be with you.
Now I’ve time to ponder and appreciate,
our time together since our first date.
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A cup of coffee in a winter chill,
I was greeted with warmth, remembered still.
Seasons have past and love’s grown for you.
Our autumn awaits, never again blue.
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The Glee of We
Daily poetry’s flowing free.
It’s the thought of you and me.
A dream come true, I couldn’t foresee.
She’s a vision of loveliness if ever there be.
This wonderful surge came surprisingly,
though an end will come to this writing spree.
But my love will keep, I hope you see.
The only limit is my longevity.
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Shared Rhythms
Though our timing maybe late.
Our meeting feels like fate.
Now together we have found,
the future we are bound.
The rhythm of our ways,
sure to brighten our days.
And cheek to cheek every night,
we’ll slow dance into our twilight.
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Sleep or Dream
When I close my eyes and my mind rests free,
I see my love smiling back at me.
I feel her touch and hear her soothing voice.
Now to sleep or dream is my nightly choice.
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No Falls in Sight
Our summer’s now near to end.
Joy’s found with a new best friend.
Autumns turn we’re soon to see.
And together closer we will be.
The winter warmed when we did meet.
Spring blossomed, our feelings grew sweet.
The future’s unknown.
But seasons have shown.
Our time’s vibrant, never gray.
And our love shines brighter each new day.
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Little Pricks
A little critique of critics;
their last line the next predicts.
With none to explain,
they poke and complain.
But the hardened unfazed by pricks.
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Morning Triku #173 ~ Occasional Hubrisity
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Just an Expression
At last old enough
for age to be an excuse
to freely express
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Heads or Tails
With age comes wisdom
but all things are relative
so wise up not ass
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Poetic License
Deep down a dipshit
lying in wait to squirt forth
and conquer an ode
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Earth, Wind and Fire
It’s the last haiku
till syllables dance with lines
in three dimensions
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Virtually Touching
A touch of a button and on its way,
it’s a virtual kiss to start your day.
I can feel your lips while you read.
A feeling I know and will always need.
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Graduating Gradually
We make mistakes to make things better.
We write the story then change a letter.
Life’s a test and a game.
Perspectives vary, results the same.
We give our all and then some more.
Still the loses many, that’s for sure.
Time does grade you and me.
Be your best and the best you’ll be.
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Fearless
The week is long, our night is near.
Just hours from now I’ll hold my dear.
I’ll whisper I love you in her ear.
She’ll hold me closer, our feelings clear.
The time is now, we both are here.
Smiles soon from both appear.
Her lips part, its love I hear.
Bound together, we have no fear.
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Feelings Too
I love the way you talk anytime you speak.
I love the way you walk and your strength when I’m weak.
I love your disposition and the way that you feel.
I love to envision and know it’s real.
I love the time when you’re near.
I settle for rhyme when you’re not here.
I’d love to erase our times of sorrow.
I’d love to chase our dreams of tomorrow.
I love these days feeling for you.
I love the ways you feel it too.
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Scaredy Cat
Found a scarred baby kitty near my house.
I snuck up from behind, quiet as a mouse.
With the speed of a rabbit I swooped to snatch.
Firmly grasped this beast was no match.
I wrestled it home then in a box placed.
But out it jumped and off it raced.
Hours passed, they’re nowhere in sight.
Darkness brought hunger, I turned on the light.
Heading to the kitchen to sharpen my knives,
a delicacy awaits, best of our lives.
The table now set but the cat still unfound.
My stomach growled with a roaring sound.
A smell overwhelmed one I knew well.
The cat had pooped, I slipped and fell.
Hitting the floor my head hit hard.
Waking much later, the kitten stood guard.
Rolling over I grabbed the fury beast.
Then back to the kitchen to prepare this feast.
With pepper, mayo and onions diced my way.
Our sandwiches gobbled then together we play.
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Love Notes
This morning’s note to say all’s well.
Our love rings true, clear as a bell.
The past’s behind and some was hell.
Our flip-side sounds sweet. No need to dwell.
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Sun & Clouds
A sunrise missed and my mind’s askew.
Coffee and pencil’s here, but I know not what to do.
My darling sleeps while this morning I write.
And this world awakens from dreams of last night.
I’ve thoughts of love and work, the when and past.
But now the coffee’s cold, cos our time goes fast.
Then scribbled words on the page appear.
Or some cloudy premonitions clearly I fear.
This day’s unsure and maybe more rain.
Thought always we know the sun rises again.
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Sensing a Dream
On the wind her exhales beckon.
And her scent lingers in the mist.
Love is dreamt beneath the moonlight.
Until the dawn we are kissed.
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Rememidies
Loaded all the way,
I devoured my fifth hot dog.
Then off to woods to play.
Soon thereafter I paused for a nap.
Into the night I dozed.
Till awakened by a dragons tap.
Not knowing what to do.
Into my pocket I reached.
I then found a tums, then two!
I hurriedly hurled them at the beast.
They landed squarely in their mouth.
The dragon thought they a tasty feast.
Swallowed far, fizzling as it they go,
twas the taste of pure magic.
A feeling a dragon doesn’t know.
The Beast soon burped a thunder.
Yet flames failed to spew.
The creature thought what a wonder.
Seems a dragon’s fire’s easily explained,
tis simply a diet gone awry.
And with it their agony ingrained.
Best of friends we both now be.
So if you should see a dragon.
Remember – nothing spicy!
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Timeless Optimism
This day’s not yet done.
And tomorrow has begun.
Then the next day it will be.
And you will be with me.
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In Sight
Notes scribbled through the night.
Dreams of you make mornings bright.
Sunrise awakened, I see the light.
Our time together, all is right.
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A Touch of Foresight
She looks at me.
Its love I see.
The place I should be.
Her gaze returned.
With love we’ve yearned.
Tomorrow’s vision learned.
Hands will touch.
We’re feeling much.
If love is, this is such.
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Uncharted Waters
Where a river meets a bay,
a quaint sheltered village lay.
Ships of yore still ply the docks.
A tiny lighthouse warns of rocks.
Haunting sounds linger on the breeze.
Shanties of old still to please.
Times bygone we’ve all to explore.
The past opens today’s unknown door.
Nights brighter compared to the then.
Our days shorter way back when.
Yesterday’s preserve tomorrows map.
Horizons calm or a trap.
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Perfect Ends Perfectly
Balloons await.
A brass band will play.
Then home with you.
Goodnight perfect day.
~*~
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