Poem of the Day: (<=oct23), oct2005, all months & poets, (oct25=>)

Poem of the Day: 24 Oct 2005

His face shone pink beneath the dusky lamp

His face shone pink beneath the dusky lamp
Which showered ambiance of red desire
‘Round the crowded bar, while chaos stirred
And music blared to deafen faultless hearers
But I had eyes and ears for only him through the din.

A smile crossed his face, his head flown back
With joyous laughter coming from his heart
A kindness seeped from in him, gushing all around
Attracting me to join him in his realm of care

I could not see his face
Though hardly did I care for looks, green eyes
To peek from under golden hair
So fine and sleek it topped an angel there

But none of that proved true when eyes to eyes we met
And hand to hand we touched as I, the daring one
Extended mine for him to clasp and hold
Through only for a second since a handshake has to end.
                                   

Catherine C. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#1461)

Warm, dark, oozing chocolate

Warm, dark, oozing chocolate
dripping down my pale, sensitive skin
of sugar, melts my frozen form
Once full of flavor, ice and some cream,
to a thick soupy puddle that can’t even scream.
                              

Catherine C. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#1462)

A small, shrunken woman, with a long nose, a small wart on the tip

A small, shrunken woman, with a long nose, a small wart on the tip
She sat in her rocking chair, creak, creak, creak, creak.
A smile on her face, she waited it was a small hungry smile.

Wooden knocker on the only chocolate door, knocked
The door opened, a cheery girl and cheery boy skipped hand in hand into the candy house.
Rosy-cheeked they stuffed themselves with sweet candy and desserts.

A frightened, no longer cheery girl stood within a cage
The no-longer cheery boy was pushed towards the stove.  But
Soon the tables were turned and the small, shrunken, old woman was in the stove instead.

Then the cheery boy and girl ran towards their home.
                                        

Shanice S. (Middle School, 2004-5) (p#1463)

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