The
Poetry of JO Janoski
Bar
Rags
Shiny glasses
Stained by lips of moral decay
Kissing liquified pain from cruelty goblets
Topsy turvy patrons balanced on stools hanging on for dear life
against the storm.
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Moody
Mists
Moody mists
swishing through night skies
shivering
ice droplets
in wondrous transformation
to wispy snowflakes.
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Pastel
Beauty
Pastel beauty, ribbons with lace
surround her face
of innocence
in his absence.
Her eyes filled with a love drenched light,
far from finite.
Her heart awaits,
not knowing fate.
For all she wants and heaven knows,
trouble bestows
her bachelor
to another.
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Turkeys
on Parade
By chance, indeed, I did see
Turkeys on parade by me.
Haughty, stubborn, making paths
single file across my grass.
Then gobblers stood high on hills
Guarding hens who ate their fill
Tugging at my grasses green
Seeking buggy treats unseen.
Strolling gobblers puffed-up chests
Clucking orders to the rest.
Feather balls on spindle feet
Floats parading down my street.
Copyright JO Janoski
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