Best 10 Lines Poems
Promises I haven’t kept yet
Float in day’s dusty dusk,
I tell old sun wait
Don’t set until I ask.
Memories enter year’s last night
Lie somewhere in domain unknown
My dawn new sun lights
Dreams dazzle in uplifted horizon.
Music of life I’ll hear
I promise the New Year.
December 29, 2017.
Soft scents of frangipani invade my nostrils in the twilight air,
pellucid thoughts from deep within made me aware of my senses.
I look over yonder and notice lovely ripples in the lake.
Luscious blueberries catch my attention and my mouth waters,
next I hear the beautiful sound of mockingbirds singing .
I felt like my feet were standing in a place of history and strength,
as I embarked on ancestral trails of my people's past.
At once pride and appreciation began to infuse my entire being.
I look up and notice a hint of vermilion in the beautiful sky,
And a menagerie of birds from the distant past soared above me.
Contest: 10 words 10 lines challenge
Sponsor: Silent One
Words used are:
1.Menagerie
2.Vermilion
3.Infuse
4.Mockingbirds
5.Twilight
6.Frangipani
7.Luscious
8.Pellucid
9.Ancestral
10.Ripples
Enough to give the pupil
a harsh lesson – and he will,
enough to yield forever
to a craving that will kill.
Enough to turn a blank page
into a work of Art,
enough to draft in words,
true loves’ expression
from the heart.
written and posted October 13th 2015
for the ‘Ten Lines Or Less’ contest
Sponsored by Rob Carmack
This is the closest she could get
to wearing rose colored glasses
She sees nothing but innocent daisies
when a meadow of dandelions is obvious to the masses
What once was a botanical field of dreams, has changed to a field of screams
Feet planted in oblivion, she will certainly come down with a case of the crazies
She only sees the flowers she used to receive, not the weeds presented to her now
So for the time being anyhow, all she will allow herself to see, are the daisies
4/15/16
I’m with my friend Mable
seated at her dining table;
her roast turkey’s bone dry
and I can’t understand why!
She cooks for the navy
but she cannot make gravy;
it ends up in lumps
and pours in gloopy clumps!
I’ve made it quite clear
I’ll make gravy next year!
n/a IN 10 LINES 5 WORDS Contest
Sponsored by Laura Loo
Submitted to A Stunner January 2018 Contest
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
12/26/17
I lost my job today
Because my boss couldn't pay
He thought it was okay
And I'd work another day
Without being paid no way
Was all I could say
Pick up keys he may
Tuesday I'll fix your pay
What more could he say
The waiting game I play!
26/12/2017
I would write for you
a poem simple and true,
where the words fall short
due to another's ill report
of this love for you.
Here is my open heart
waiting for you to chart
ins and outs of deepest love
unspoken lines and rhymes thereof
the gift I freely impart.
12/27/17 for Laura Loo's 10 and 5
Waking up in the morning
The stars late at night
Creative expression
A cold cup of tea on a hot day
Doing what you really want instead of what you think you have to
The smell of fresh bread baking early in the morning
A warm hug from a close friend
Each moment that passes by and knowing that moment could be the last
Realizing there is no need to search for something that has been there all along
Life itself
The smell of dead flowers,
Life dances at "zero hour"-s,
No wonder man is doomed,
when you sit there, deplumed.
Move away, you peasant mongrel,
I'm not to be held,
accountable or to any sense.
Lime-a-way,my sins, oh darling,
even after I washed hands,
they still feel so damning.
12.29.2017
10 LINES 5 WORDS
Bringing in the New Year
Sweet kisses of days ember
Into sparks warming the airs
Of waning days of December
As the New Year stares
Foreplay never felt so good
For those last days countdown
Anticipating the release of corkwood
My feet went to town
Dancing the New Year in
Two steps smiling her grin
connie pachecho
12/27/2017
No contest entry.
They came with pink flowers-
(PAGES of the Bible fluttered)
tears- were f a l l i n g like feathers,
and I, heard their W H I S P E R S -
Snow fell . . . a blizzard blurred.
The sound of prayer murmurs-
(FLOWERS wilt and decay tattered)
oh- the terrible l a m e n t i n g lingers,
and death, never ever S T I R S -
The headstone . . . beloved daughter remembered.
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December 26, 2017
Poetry/Rhyme/10 Words, 5 Lines
Copyright Protected, ID 17-9768-67-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, 10 Lines, 5 Words, Rhyme
sponsor, Laura Loo
Second Place
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Poem of the Day - December 2, 2017
I walk the path where
leaves are strewn, and there
beneath the trees, I hear
the sound of footsteps near
As you come into view
your smile brightens the day
And though skies are gray
You bring sunshine my way
As rain begins to fall
We hear distant thunder call
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12-26-17
Contest: 10 lines 5 words
Sponsor: Laura Loo
OLD TOWN COFFEE
Either side the river rise
High banks guarding valley town
Neath ever changing tropic skies
From margin we gaze down
The old village spreads below
Waking in the morning light
That tints with warming glow
Reveals coffee shops to sight
Their nectar makes cares allay
Giving hope for breaking day
26 December 2017
Unending was our life’s revelry
That lifted voyages, so merry
And charmed whispers ever said
Still chime so gently overhead:
Yet midnight called your name ;
To embrace time’s holy flame.
~
Until that one last remembrance
My being started to dance…
Love resides through heavenly sky
Without need to echo goodbye.
Contest: 10 Lines, 5 Words: Rhyme
Sponsored by Laura Loo 12/30/2017
Couplet Rhyme Form
when the moon is hot
and the sun a cooling
the stars lose their shine
when the clouds a fooling.
when one is in love
the whole world’s a grooving
her frame fits the glove
when her body’s a moving.
in a moment of muse
she sure lit my fuse.
© Harry J Horsman 2017