Challenge: The perfect ten.

[foehn]

that I can make you laugh
fills me with happiness

I laugh your happiness away.
Now you are hopelessly confused.


love your writing, cigar-hombre...

 

[Guest]

Big mountains
Small shops
Winding roads
Chilly, rural, green
Vermont

 

[Angeline]

three times
four, then more
fly away poems
be read

 

[*Catbabe*]

doubt has roots
that need no water
to grow

 

[The_Fool]

I laugh your happiness away.
Now you are hopelessly confused.


love your writing, cigar-hombre...

Confusion
Only makes the ignorance
More interesting
I’m hopelessly confused

Thanks for the kind words

 

[The_Fool]

three times
four, then more
fly away poems
be read

read to me quietly
in words that rhyme
or not

 

[Guest]

crow on a branch
blackest attire
soaring sentinel
winter soul

 

[The_Fool]

doubt has roots
that need no water
to grow

I’ll always love you
even in silent drought
never doubt

 

[The_Fool]

The measure of her passion?
The mystery of her smile.

 

[The_Fool]

Sunshine brightness lies
About the warmth
Of cold winter days

 

[foehn]

El Paso
is effervescent
from the night's hills
in Juárez

 

[Man Ray]

Passion...

passion for you
lovely you
my passion rising
sexy you

 

[minsue]

I love you enough
to walk away
Didn't you know?

 

[The Mutt]

I love you enough
to walk away
Didn't you know?

I love too much
to walk away.
Can't you see?

 

[minsue]

I love too much
to walk away.
Can't you see?

Just once,
I wish it were so.
Just this once.

 

[minsue]

shards of memory
scar the mind
unseen, but not
unnoticed

 

[minsue]

shards of memory
scar the mind
unseen, but not
unnoticed

slivers
of past lives
working their
horror under
the skin

 

[minsue]

slivers
of past lives
working their
horror under
the skin

look closely
and you'll see
the anguish
in her smile

 

[minsue]

look closely
and you'll see
the anguish
in her smile

look closely
and you'll see
what the rest
look past

 

[minsue]

look closely
and you'll see
what the rest
look past

look within
and you'll see
why the world
looks away

 

[foehn]

I write,
and live
to give
my light
to night.

 

[foehn]

ten words

ten words
on wing
now sing
like birds
in spring

 

[foehn]

never again after this, i promise...

five-fingered
and fanned,
each hand
has lingered
in sand
~~

heart stirs:
she takes.
it breaks,
and aches
for hers.
~~

her grace
with air,
her hair
and face —
are where?
~~

Bumbly,
but fun!
Humbly
I bow,
for now
I’m done.
~~

 

[Guest]

Rolling green hills
Cottages, castle ruins
White cliffs, magic
Ireland

 

[Syndra Lynn]

life blood of Earth
flows into greedy veins
disappears forever