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Through the Alphabet —The Letter “L”

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MadameLavender
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Poetry Contest

Use all the words in the list below , in a poem
Next up, the letter "L” !  Same rules as the other alphabet comps:

One poem per poet
Any style, length
Use all the words in the list in your poem
Two weeks to complete
Winner is decided by public vote


Here’s the list of words:

Labor
Lakefront
Lampblack
Laodicean
Lilac
Levee
Liberty
Lithograph
Loom
Luster

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Kinkpoet
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Dawn Of A New Day

downtown
past the levee
beyond the lakefront

lukewarm waffles
consumed by men who talk
of laodicean liberty

ready for labor
on loom
or lithograph

docks of wood
factories of
brick and steel

lampblack night
fading to
pastel morning

scent of lilac
in spring air

gives luster
to an otherwise
ordinary morning
Written by Kinkpoet
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MadameLavender
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Thanks for starting us off , Kink!

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PandoraUnleashed
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Is erotica welcome?  (non vulgar btw)

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MadameLavender
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PandoraUnleashed said:Is erotica welcome?  (non vulgar btw)

It’s fine—go for it. Only things not allowed are kiddie porn & trolling

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AspergerPoet56
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Lakefront To Beach Head

Their Labor bore fruit
In times of peace
Free of war’s loom  
Then came the shattering thunder of guns  
From lakefront to beach head  
Liberty was the battle cry  
They were the Levee    
To the river of evil  
That had coursed though the land  
It was no laodicean decision  
To take up arms  
While wives and girlfriends
Dressed in Lithograph patterned attire
Smelling  of lilac  
Praying in the lampblack night  
For their safe return  
No luster in tearful eyes  
The waiting more torture  
Than the battles fought
Written by AspergerPoet56
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Periwinkleblue
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Boat Ride

Labor intense at lakefront
Weather making new lilac
Scents drifting laedicean,
Queen bees hum at liberty.
 
Lithograph the days luster
On a print of birds and bees
In lampblack tapestry loom,
She waits to dock on levee.
Written by Periwinkleblue
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MadameLavender
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Thanks for joining in, everyone--great entries!

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slipalong
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How strong your faith

 Gods word was on the lithograph types face
 Jesus born of love and grace
 All and sundry welcomed in
For in that loom we were concieved
The lilac spin of warp and weft
Self's bright and beautiful portrayed
And brought up to the lakefront
Baptism splashing from that font
The lampblack of your sin denied
That stain, confession can dissolve
Beliefs luster, you prayed would not subside
For when our creed is swept and blown
Our levee of affirmations sound
For that bedrock was your labour
The shining cross its bright unmellowed
Liberty to contempate
For strength or a laodicean faith
Written by slipalong
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Heaven_sent_Kathy
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Child

 
The sound of crickets leach rhymes from the sage
While a child of God walks a crooked trail,
Through the hills where the lingonberry bush
Hides a young moon’s light that’s high in its pale.
 
A tender lilting scent of lilac swoon,
The labor of the child in cotton’s flow.
She strives to reach the lakeshore levee soon;
The Liberty will dock at dawn’s first crow.
 
In a shop, it smelled of wax on the floor,
Saw loom above at the top of the stairs.
She’d heard tell, never had seen one before;
A Laodicean- indiff’rent of God.
 
He was a smithy, all covered in soot,
The lampblack pitch she saw smeared all about.
He wore an undershirt, bare arms, black boots,
“Come, pay me now. I teach. I show you how.”
 
He made a contact on an element
By polishing the luster of a stone.
With pride & time, the skill to make by hand;
A lithograph that shows an ancient home.
 
And once the child was ferried back to God,
She handed him the stone that he may see.
The other angels gathered close around;
The stone was blank, it was a tiny cloud.
Written by Heaven_sent_Kathy
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buddydog
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Laodicean Soul

Like a lost dove flying desperately
Over a lakefront shore
Was the labor of a levee as she arose
I took the liberty to lust in her throes

Only to find myself lost in her luster
Purple shades and the fragrance of lilac
She was neither hot nor cold
She had a laodicean soul

Lampblack shadows covered the sky
As her body loom over mine
Like a lithograph made from stone
Seduced by words unknown
Written by buddydog (buddydog H Faulk III)
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MadameLavender
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Awesome poems everyone —thanks for joining in!

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