Merriam A. Grain

Categoría: Sunday word hunter: poetry and nonsense

  • Anonymous it went alone

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    Without a name,it jumped out the fence.Its tail green sparks of daytime.Name after name we got barely to d,To go back to coop,And find it just the hen inside.Where did anonymous go?Everything in a day,Sadly the cockerel vanished and we lost our rhyme.

  • Narcisista

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    Alardea, enfatiza.¿Tanto así?Yo no diría.Su sonrisa, una bailarina en la pista.Lentejuelas que brillan.A la noche,Tu parloteo,Lejano y sin vida.

  • Undead queen

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    Home she gets and there,among books she stays.Feet over the couch,Table for tea and on her knees the crumbs.Out she goes and surrounded by tales she works.Describing every fish and stone, the words.A lily or headpiece.A meaningful stream of sorts.She reaches her hand,By size or hue,Flickering they come.Endless, in white.Inky and not finite.Comet like, frail…

  • Orange

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    Je veux de être le renard.Je veux de regarder la mer et pensant que je regard ton yeux.Noirs? La profondeur mere.Bleus? La couleur de la surface.Vertes? Le changeume eau.Le couleur est rien.Je veux de être apprivoiser.Je veux de savoir que tu est ici.Une heure de toujours.Un toujours de les jours.

  • Answers

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    Rain came upon,I was aware cold was to follow.Hence I was waiting blossoms to pop.What I got was rotting, nothing more.Am I strong enough to keep sending seeds to the wind?To patiently seek them sprouts?Shouldn’t I just declare defeat and about?

  • Heat wave

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    Listen to the night,Chirping high,Ultrasonic engulfing buzzing b’s.Go to sleep to its lullaby,The darkness fresher than the scorching light.Good bye.Dream about me,Feet into the star stream.Mind wandering.

  • Botones

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    De colores únicos,Algunos sin pareja.Otros que danzan en corro.Dulces y apetitosos.Baratijas en el fondo de una caja de galletas.Brillantes tesoros,Cuando uno solo;Lo repara todo.

  • Escape

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    Flop flop flop Up and down.She runs in black pumps.Auch, my toe!Wool unbrushed coat.

  • Drizzle

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    Look around.The gray invades,It blurries the trees.Hides perspectives.The flowerpots flooded,The ground barely sprinkled.Subtle spray to the breeze,Tickling the leaves.Growing the day,The sun beams dissolve its mist.Sparkles of saturated tints,Faded to thirst.And so,It drizzled.

  • Lay

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    Your arms resting flat on ground,Yet your hands give more.Green lace gloves entwined gold and royal blood.Defeated by age or landlords,You lay strong.The rain came and you forgot.Half your root was drinking air.