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I, the undersigned Tamikio L. Dooley, resident in……., give my consent for the publication of my my poetries entitled: “ in various journals and magazines.
Title of Poems:
“If the Midnight May Be”
“A Flower in the Winter”
“Gentle Kiss”
“Smokey”
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March 5, 2024 Tamikio L. Dooley
If the Midnight May Be
If the midnight may be,
There’s something delightful in my mouth.
If the midnight may be,
I comprehend the sound of the heavenly.
If the midnight may be,
That strange man,
Who will embrace me?
He feels the need to embrace me.
If the midnight may be,
I listened to what the man said.
Cry out his affection to me.
In no sorrowful, but joyful land,
I listened to his loud cry.
Not to discredit me,
If the midnight may be,
Should I go somewhere else with him?
Alongside the peculiar man,
Who loveth me?
If the midnight may be,
Copyright © 2023 by Tamikio L. Dooley
A Flower in the Winter
A flower in the winter,
It resembles a photograph in the mirror.
Its elegance is not the only thing worth considering.
Besides its smoothness which is crystal-clear and lustrous,
There is so much more to see.
A flower in the winter,
It resembles an icy silhouette.
Its limited intelligence does not hinder one’s vision.
Besides its fresh and icy appearance,
There is a lot more to see.
A flower in the winter,
It resembles a teardrop that is refrigerated.
I saw its shiny inheritance beyond.
Besides its wintry appearance,
There is a lot more to see.
A flower in the winter,
It’s like an authentic mountain.
Beyond the frozen peaks, one gazes further.
Past the towering cliffs,
There is a lot more to see.
A flower in the winter,
It resembles a reflection in the mirror.
It resembles a frosty outline.
Is like a refrigerated teardrop,
It resembles an authentic mountain.
There is a lot more to see.
Copyright © 2023 by Tamikio L. Dooley
Gentle Kiss
Embrace a gentle kiss.
Under the waterfall,
Under the waterfall,
When the drops gently touch the cheek,
Welcome a gentle kiss.
It moves like fluttering leaves.
Under the waterfall,
Under the waterfall
When the lips gently touch thine,
Welcome a gentle kiss.
Under the waterfall,
Under the waterfall,
The mouth whispers sweet nothings.
Welcome a gentle kiss.
Copyright © 2023 by Tamikio L. Dooley
Smokey
I adore how autumn represents the Smokey Mountains.
Enjoy a day full of adventurous gathering nature in the mountains.
In the picture of a fairytale, the dressmaker is present.
How autumn adores the Smokey Mountains.
When I reflect on the lily pad at Cove Smokey Mountains,
I depict a picture of soaring olive, red, and decay stained sandalwoods.
With a slight mustard grain of a seed,
I love when autumn depicts the Smokey Mountains.
A tarpaulin is so beautiful.
With intensities of the autumn breeze,
A song lingers in the sky above my mind.
Therefore, I love when autumn depicts the Smokey Mountains.
I sing the song, lingering above my head.
Copyright © 2023 by Tamikio L. Dooley