Velvet Thorn

Velvet Thorn Poems

I'm folding laundry in the sun
My neighbor says, 'That looks like fun'
And soon she brings her laundry out
Then other neighbors come about
...

Your smile kills me
Stabs me like a knife
Darts from you like a laser
Straight into my soul
...

I see a young boy
eyes closed
fingertips searching
Pretending he knows not what he does.
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Call me Rudbeckia
(Becky for short)
A black-eyed susan at night
Petals luminous
...

Come let us practice astral projection
We'll meet above the ocean
And waltz beneath the stars
...

A challenge was offered
A task of love
An exposure of self.
You accepted.
...

There once was a chick from Voorheesville
Who thought she might write with some small skill
She gave it a try,
Then her muse ran dry
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Not opposite
But complementary
Night and day
are ill defined
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Cars and trains
And boats and planes
Fossil rocks
Found in the rain
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Where did the Columbines and Lupines go
The Alliums that stood so straight and neat
The raspberries with all their bright red glow
That children did consider such a treat?
...

Peter Piper, 'Mountain Man'
Smoked a bowl like no man can
Brew'd some beers called 'Dark' and 'Darker'
Labelled them with Magic Marker
...

I'm weary of this
Roller coaster game
Engineered by you
Cooperatively constructed
...

Two weeks old
Tiny but perfect
Small enough to be cradled
In a two-year-old's hands
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Donated by Mom,
Recliner eats small objects
Jim's cell phone is gone.
...

A telephone is ringing
My mind is a jumble
With cacaphonies singing
And thoughts all awhirl
...

Why does the world seem bleak and dark
There are no stars up in the sky
I want someone to strike a spark
To show me the world is not a lie
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Invisible tears stream inside me
In scalding alkaline trails
Melting my heart which was whole
Into a mutilated mass of clay
...

In the morning's chill
Blue Mountain cuts through the mist
That covers the lake like a featherbed.
...

Separate
Apart
Alone
Too smart
...

Where's my pen,
I need a pen,
I can't believe its lost again!
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The Best Poem Of Velvet Thorn

Not A Quilting Bee

I'm folding laundry in the sun
My neighbor says, 'That looks like fun'
And soon she brings her laundry out
Then other neighbors come about
Drive down our street and you shall see
A neighborly laundry-folding bee!

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