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Ron Conway Dec 2019
Spark
fleeting
little shock
makes you feel so
light
                                           rc
Lantern Poem Format:
line one: one syllable
line two: two syllables
line three: three syllables
line four: four syllables
line five: one syllable (synonym of or related to the first line)
B D Caissie Aug 2019
The doctor said I’ve not much time to live. I cried for I had so much more to give. I walked the streets for hours lost in thought. Fate it seemed had led me to this spot. To a weathered old man with an understanding look. Holding a paper lantern he insisted that I took.

I got in my car and drove long into the night. To leave behind the drowning city lights. I found a spot that overlooked the sea. Seemed like the perfect place to set it free.

I released my paper lantern standing on my car. The cool zephyr slowly carried it to the stars. I sat on my hood and watched it float away. I knew like this paper lantern my light will slowly fade.
Star BG Jun 2019
Inside breath, lit corners of heart expand.
Pulsating with self-talk and forgiveness.
Radiate outwardly
swirling,
gracefully to tickle senses.
They echo moving in rhythms that
awaken my being.

Inside breath the light becomes a ball
illuminating my consciousness.
Moving to hold loves lantern
as I shine it to the world
Inspired by TheIdleOwl Thanks
Shantala Kothare Nov 2018
The festive season is here,
And shoppers busy on their feet,
Are looking for bargains
At every corner of the street.

The lantern-sellers stand,
Right outside the market square;
Trying to entice passers
To buy their curious tinsel ware.

If during this time, you chance
Upon this bustling way,
The sparkling lights and lanterns
Are sure to brighten up your day!

Some of the glittering objects,
That decorate the stalls,
Seem to mesmerize the shoppers
As they step into the malls.

Articles of myriad colours
And lanterns that disperse rainbow light
Decorate the city streets
All through the joyous night.

I rushed to the market square
To see what I should buy
And found a brilliant lantern
That caught the fancy of my eye.

I made a quick bargain
And now that lantern adorns my door,
And it really dazzles me
When it mirrors in the floor.
Like a moth to a flame
I'm attracted to his light
Darkness surrounds me
As night continuously falls
It makes me gravitate to his light even more
Like a moth to a lantern
I persistently fly around it
Trying to find a way
Through the transparent walls
That separates me from him
I try to find a way in
I try fight my way in
I want to be closer to his light
I feel the warmth through the glass
But I cannot touch it
I yearn for him through the glass
But I cannot have him
An unseen wall between us
And I cannot break it
Gale L Mccoy Sep 2018
the shattering of a lamp
spun in words not mine
mosaic of shards
embedded in a hand
that is, unfortunately, mine
didn't start bleeding till
the 3rd one in
each sliver counts up to 10
I tried to pull out the pieces
and walk away but
I have to rebuild the lamp

I'll rebuild it into a lantern
keep it on my hip
so soft light shows
me down any path
next time it falls
there will be less
shards to clean
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2018
⭐                    ⭐                             ⭐                        ⭐                    ⭐
  ⭐                   ⭐                ⭐                     ⭐                     ⭐
⭐                     ⭐                   ⭐                                ⭐                           ⭐  

I'll                                          
confront     ­                                   
  all       of      my                                        
I N A D E Q U A C I E S                                        
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                                      To
                      ­                expand
                                      and polish
                                      my horizons
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                h
                          ⭐

          
      
       ˚°◦                                                ⚫ ノ                                       ◦°˚    
      ˚°◦                                     (                                  ◦°˚   
    Sailing    upon   a  longboat  of dreams that   will  
                      bring   me    close   to  my  destination  to  a                    
                      auth­or, a poet that will touch and                      
        ◦°˚                inspire a generation                    ˚°◦
All I want to be a gifted wordsmith.
The power of the pen is the weapon I chose to express myself,
my heart, my pain and more.
Thank you so much for 204 followers, I'm very grateful for all of you!
(And I'm very aware that on a phone, the formatting will look messed up,
but it is fine on a laptop or tablet.)
I'll keep my ink flowing, no matter what.
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018
My                                
scarlet                                
      flags capture                                   
the  light  of  the                              
moon                              
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                             They
                            flap with
                             immense pride
                              I can't help but
                            watch
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                       d
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           e
               l
                  d
            ⭐


                           ­                                                             I'm ­ 
                                                                ­                         sitting  
                                                                ­                           on the sill    
                                                                ­                      My quill dipped in
                                                              ­                        ink
                                     ­                                                   ⭐
            ­                                                                 ­                    a
                                                               ­                                       n
                        ­                                                                 ­              d
                                                               ­                                   ⭐
                            ­                                                                 r
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                                                                ­                   a  
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                                                               ­                                   e
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              ­                                                                 ­                             i
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                         ­                                                             p
  ­                                                                 ­        a
                                                               ­             g
                                                  ­                                   e
                                                               ­                                   ⭐

                           ­                 The
                                            ­  stars     are
                                               S P A R K L I N G
                                            and    it    brings­    me
                                              joy
        ­                                  ⭐
                             ­       m
                                      y
                ­                              ⭐
                                 ­                        h
                                                               e
                                                               a
                                                            r
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                                 s
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                           ­                a
                                                   f
                                                         l
                                                       a
                                                   m
                                              e
               ­                                     ⭐

These                    ­              
Lanterns                                
will soon rise                                
and   carry   my                                
hopes                                
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o                    
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t   ­                                     
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d­      
  ⭐

                                      So
                  ­                     many
                                          storms brewed
                                        and  grew  in   my
                                        mind
                 ­                      ⭐
                                                s
             ­                                         o
                      ­                                  ⭐
                             ­                      m
                                             a
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                                            y
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                                                             d
                                                               ­    o
                                                               u
                                                        b
     ­                                            t
                                                     s
                                                             ⭐

But                           
now I'm                         
hoping that                          
my fingers speak                          
true                        
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c      
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   f    
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       y
   o
        u
                    ⭐

                              ­                                             From
                                                                ­            the far
                                                                ­             reaches of
                                                              ­               my Kingdom is
                                                              ­                snow
                                            ­                                  ⭐
                             ­                                                       c
        ­                                                                 ­                      o      
                                                         ­                                      v
                                                               ­                               e
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                                                               ­                     u
                                                                ­                           i
                                                               ­                                       n
                        ­                                                                 ­                  s
                                                               ­                                          ⭐

                                        It
                                           may be
                                            night but my
                                           chamber has rich
                                         hues
                                       ⭐
                                  t
                           ­            h
                                                a
             ­                                            t
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                                                           e
                                                      n
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                              ­                              h
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                          ­                                                     m
                                                               ­                      y
                                                               ­                   ⭐
                                            ­                                s
                               ­                                      o
                                                               ­   u
                                                            ­            l
                                                   ­                              ⭐

My                                                
F E L L O W                                              
Kings and Queens                                              
of      near­    and      far                                                
I                                                    
⭐         ­                                         
h                                          
o                                    
p                         ­           
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y     ­                                                     
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c                    ­                            
i                                   ­                 
e                                            
 ­  v                                    
e                          
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m                                          
y                   ­                   
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l                        
e     ­             
t                
  t                      
  e                            
  r                                    
⭐                       ­     

                  This
                  Queen is
                      S O  A N X I O U S
                     but excited
                  for
                   ⭐
                           t
                                   h
                                     e
                                ⭐
                         f
                      u  
              t
          u
                r
                             e
                                   ⭐
                                         a
                                             h
                                           e
                                           a    
                                     d    
                                ⭐
And so returns my Lynterns! ^.^
I'm so **** anxious about my media interview, it's in three days...
But I'm also super excited!
I'm just a bottle of nerves lol!
Hope everyone is having a good day/night! ^.^
Lyn ***
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