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Sharon Flynn May 2019
a shade of blue
that rips your heart in two
not exactly the shade
of robin's eggs
nor the pale hush
of a blue-azure
but the blue-velvet
of a Bobby Vinton song
that washes over you
makes you decide to dance
in a long gown of bleu celeste
forget-me-nots
of lapis lazuli color
pressed in a book
that reminds me
of how you and I danced
and how we drifted apart
in a whisper of cerulean skies
why, why, why I ask?
and will a broken heart
ever be on the mend?
Another contest entry. Was about the color blue and a quote.
Sharon Flynn May 2019
Your eyes speak of clarity
intensity of fragrances
poured into a blue-hazel symmetry
infinity peeks out of your gaze
intense fragility closing
then opening eyes to your Spring
where flowers grow and blossom
irises that hypnotize
count the centuries within
circlets that paint with colors
upon the canvas of stunning hues
create masterpieces
with light and truth
behind the beacons of baby blues
wellsprings of knowledge
smile within a blue smile
frames almond-like
around blue velvet orbs
pictures flash inside
let us know who you are today
and what you might one day become
Contest to write about one of 13 sets of eyes of the hosts of a blog radio show.
Sharon Flynn May 2019
train wheels go clickety-clack
riding the rails through
cities and towns
the low moan of train whistles
call out to the late, late night
my clickety-clack heart
tells its own tale
riding rails of all
those lost lovers
the low moans
of heart-pounding
******* sessions
as two voices call out
night-time pleasures
so many types of wheels
are put into motion
clickety-clack sounds
abounding
in heart-throbs
or in fast moving trains
riding down
their own kinds of rails
This was for a  motif contest. where a sound recurring word or words  ran throughout the poem.
Sharon Flynn May 2019
you created a monster
who lives inside my bitterness
dwells in caves of hate
you consumed my innocence
filled my head with vampire fangs
this was the world we created
you changed me into a demon
and I needed to be caged
because my impulses changed
when you became a drug
that polluted my healthy veins
with the poisons you fed me
I needed an escape
to shed this monstrous shell
and conquer this raging war
that has caused a divide
between the two of us
a monster decoy, a beast
now runs through my arteries
can we change this war that rages on?
can we destroy this ugly monster world?
This poem was based on a contest and the prompt was a song called  Monster by Starset. What a unique song!
Sharon Flynn May 2019
rabbit in hat trick
now you see it
now you don't
sawed in half
split in two
teardrops hide
sadness appears
like magic hocus-pocus
a wand is waved
now a dove flies by
heart drops with wings
top hat and cape
just another magic act
abracadabra
does grief know about
sleight of hand
handkerchief relief
A contest about  the word "magic" on another website
Sharon Flynn May 2019
half-moon
of painted shadows
silky eyes squinting
beneath hot desire
burning purple tears
born of endless lashes
you the touchable one
the one who can see art
in black silhouettes
in the tender hope
of dreams unvoiced
you the half-moon
of my slit-eyed heart
declaring yourself
the beloved
the one who has opened
my naive eyes
offering up the seduction
the temptation to be lost
in the silken nearness
of your fevered skin
Adult in nature
Sharon Flynn May 2019
bubbling brew
in cast iron cauldron
swirling liquid heat
spell invoked
by a smarmy little dwarf
up he yells
come out of
whispering rumors
ancient phobias
bring rare beauty to evil
a foggy haze
then a fetching female
of shapely curves emerges
excited little dwarf jumps
up and down on tiny feet
tongue lolling around
this pulchritude his to groom
a touch of aloe added
to soften her pale skin
a pinch of stardust blown
to open her innocent eyes
to his ***** animal hunger
and that is what
his newest spell
would satisfy in him
Wrote for a contest of a dwarf steaming a gorgeous female in a cauldron on another site.
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