Best Close Proximity Poems
More than anything Nature fascinates me
Men living in close proximity to nature, I love to see
So I ramble into the city’s far outskirts
Watching ordinary people in commonplace pursuits
Imbibing much from the life of the peasantry
Whom none can beat in life’s lessons elementary
How they interact devoid of all cold formality
And remain free from all artificiality
I inhale the fragrance of the wayside blooms
Watch kingfishers and parakeets in colorful plumes
My eyes never miss Nature’s minute caprices
And I rejoice in home bound birds’ sonatas
I watch the daylight paving way for the night
And the sun willfully surrendering his might
I listen to the invisible choir, singing in the dark
That breaks the sacred silence of the dusk
How these common scenes fill me with delight
Nevertheless making me sorry for the unhappy plight
Of those unable to enjoy any ordinary scene
And turn their backs to pleasurable sights umpteen
Blessed are those who have eyes to see and feel
And remain happy being close to Nature’s heel
Whose ears are attuned to the beats of the average
And who need no other intoxicating beverage
Those who get a kick out of the commonplace
And seek everyday banal sensations to embrace
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May.21.2022
Fascination and Awe Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Jeff Kyser
A man’s chilled hands
In the depths of darkness...
Candle is shining
She approaches him, warming him up inside by holding him close to her. She tells him, “My love for you is stronger than the winter; no frigid air will hold you down and make you weak.” He smiled at her and simply replied, “I know our love is stronger than the freezing days of winter, we can exist in a higher plane and still be warm throughout. We just need to be in close proximity to physically be warm together.” With this she held his hands and he warmed up to be at her level of fire burning inside her.
She warmed his hands
Sure melted all the ice off...
Candle illumines
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Debbie Guzzi's "Mix It Up" contest
1/13/2013
Laws of Motion
First law: An object at rest will stay there wondering how it got there while the object in motion will wander wondering how do I get there.
Second Law: Force will often cause the objects in the first law to negotiate a truce.
Third Law: For every action there is an inaction responsible for the reaction
2. Law of Universal Aggravation
Any two in close proximity to each other will engage in moronic behavior and unchallenged chatter until one holds up a sign.
3. Thermodynamics
First Law: Energy cannot be created or destroyed but it can be held hostage by a couch and a bag of chips
Second law: Entropy, as a measure of disorder, increases in direct proportion to the number of government employees allegedly “working” from home.
Third Law: As the temperature approaches zero the remaining government employees will be told to stay at home.
4. Quantum Superposition: Government employees can exist in multiple states or places simultaneously until retirement.
5. The Doppler Effect: The observed frequency of activity (e.g., sight and sound) is dependent on where the participants are relative to each other.
6. Dormat’s Principle: Light takes the path that enables the politician to never see its shadow.
I.
desert stillness shrouds
their adversary lairs
twilight's muted thunder
betrays the nearby
stealthy moon
II.
the chalky moon
creases midnight clouds
blue shades of lovers
walk a powdery sky
chortle at the other's close proximity
III.
pale gold ribbons
fiery soft skies
sea haze streaks
a thin mountain path
as day begins
IV.
kitchen pans, pity, pungent cheese
and garden lace -- the matriarch
dripping decay with
her mild gentility
V.
winter snow, ice
slow spring melt
rain-drowned torrent
ocean bound flow
placid river drift
debris of desire
VI.
drifting memories of lakes
water lapping against land
heartbeats floating on the breeze
the water reflects your face
look away
You can travel the four thousand miles of the Nile
to its source and never find it.
You can climb the five highest peaks of the Himalayas
and never recognize it.
You can gaze through the largest telescope
and never see it.
Arthur Sze
To be a part of landscape
From a distance landscape has a
recognizable outline.
A skin mite, grazing fleshy meadows
grotesque microscopic cow,
has no concept of the human form it feeds from.
Just as a mountain in close proximity
is no longer symbolic of its form,
romance and the imagination of it
is reduced to a frozen, physical obstruction
that is a challenge to survival.
The skin mite tumbles, a huge force
has torn it's clawlike hooves from
living apertures, it falls
with flakes of dead turf into a
depthless void, unoticed
by the scratcher,
and the mountain climber sees the
blinding wall of snow that
flashes by him as he falls,
unoticed by the mountain.
White is the landscape as far as I can see.
Ice is the brook that is in close proximity.
Nights are much longer than the days.
Toward the south is the bird that no longer stays.
Everyone is aware of the time of the season.
Roosting is indoors, and the cold is the reason.
Winter is here, whether you like it or not.
On it being cold until March, bet everything you’ve got.
Not much going on outside until the warmth arrives.
Dwelling near the heater is how we will live our lives.
Even the animals know better than to go out in the cold.
Running outside? You have to be very bold.
Lazy me. I will spend much of my time in bed.
All the cabin fever can easily mess up my head.
Nothing to do? Honey, I say we have it made.
Dear, get closer to me. I’m in the mood to get laid.
For Francine's Holiday Acrostic Challenge
Limerick cochetés: Our great uhr-Father from Africa
Our great uhr-Father from Africa
Hallowed be Thy fame in high Valhalla
The Asian walk-about
Down backbone coccyx snout
Who didst Thou mate in Peninsula Malaya
To produce orangutan Malaysia
Did our great uhr-cousin Gorilla
Chimpanzee when in doubt
Precede Thy walk-about
Swinging from tree to tree to Australia
To judge by great life in Southeast Asia
Smoke-filled lungs from HAZE in Sumatra
Death penalty for tout
With drugs- Hell for khalwat*
Is there doubt who preceded whom from Africa
• khalwat: (a Muslim – all Malays - religious law)
According to which, no Malay may marry a non-Muslim nor be found in close proximity giving rise to suspicion of promiscuousness, law enforceable by religious courts whose officials are empowered to spy on offenders and report their activities to the relevant authorities
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015
Close proximity
Chemistry that makes you smile
A common world view
I saw what we would look like:
Those two Lilies living lively in close proximity;
So close, in fact, their identical buds stare into
their mere reflections of passionate pastal smiles
and blushing petals like the powdered cheeks of a middle school affectionary -
A glimpse of us displayed
in the large field - two Dandelions
uncommonly rooted within centimeters of each other,
Close-cornered so in that their seeds,
Like an arranged marriage, coupled in the wind's
breasting breeze -
Yet as sure as death, to be split by unsure currents and rushes
of High and Low pressures.
Known Pressures;
I thought I caught a glance
Of what possibly could've been there-
growing azaleas
masked by a single magnolia:
self-infatuated, blinded by selfish desire (or wishful thinking)-
an image of what
we were to be.
I created you
the angelic, and the impish
with my proud and selfless
love for you.
I enthusiastically ate for two
the sweet, the sour,
the salty, ravenous cravings.
I carried you
inside me, everywhere;
goodbye figure and posture
hello nausea and inexplicable dreams.
Laboring for hours
endless pain, draining my energy
to bring forth you
into this unforgiving
yet inhabitable world.
You had the audacity
with your very first breath
to make demands,
your wails echoing
to clothe, to nourish,
soothe and diaper.
Ensuing endless days
of changings, lingering guests,
photo ops, engorged breasts;
exhausting nights
with the sleep-deprived
DNA benefactor
who cannot truly believe
he has the privilege
to growl about any misery
he encounters.
He is able, when he awakes
to go about his day
without having to consider
anyone’s urgencies but his own.
“But I bring home the bacon”
he assuages.…blah blah blah.
Your physical abilities
I guided, while offering
spiritual awareness,
lavishing you with gifts;
all your needs addressed.
Later you believed
you were granted the right
to walk away from me
at any given time,
while enouncing the notion
that I did not “know” anything!
I gave, gave, and gave some more
enabling you
to take, take, and take it all
disabling me
of my parental right
to unconditionally love you;
my most ungrateful
successor to the throne
of unconventional parenting.
Despite the rebel proclivity,
you ultimately discerned
my essential longing
for your reverence and
long awaited mature interpretation
of my maternal matrix of
noble nurturing.
If I may be so brash
to foretell of your own
inevitable parental destiny,
may your own
proverbial crimson piece of produce
similarly hit-the-dirt in close proximity
to your woodsy perennial.
Attracted by the different hues in glass bottles
My little daughter saw them lined on dad's table
An irresistible passion to savour their delight
Brought her in close proximity to dad
Sitting on his lap at meal times became a routine
Her eyes moved to his hands as he picked up his capsules
She parted her lips with a hope it would be popped
In her mouth too as he did with whatever he ate
Disillusioned that the green, red and yellow shades remained
Mirages to a child learning names of attractive colours
Next noon she toddled up the table when none were within view
And grabbed a bottle with the brightest red and wriggled down
Sadly the bottle slipped, crashed and the floor glowed with its ruddiness
One wail but her eyes sparkled, loudly babbling, 'Red, red, red!'
The next morn there were two rows of bottles spread on the table
Coloured gelatine capsules and tablets for old grandpa to recoup and restore
Chocolate gems in distinct tints for his grandchild to accompany him
But, it was grandpa's turn to open his mouth to feast on her tinged chocola's!
June 1, 2016
For Lewis Raynes
Weighty sins grab me;
Crippling me from what I seek:
Close proximity.
On my own I fail,
without any scrap of worth.
I'm self defeating.
I scream out to you
with rage that strips my voice bare,
hoping that you hear.
There is no reply,
as if you abandoned me
to rot in my state.
Be swift to save me.
Be ready to lift me up.
Be quick to forgive.
I still feel the pain,
and hot anger tow-ard you,
though you are my health.
Replace my raw filth
that devastates every word,
keeping me from you.
Please don't hesitate
by delaying my rescue
because of my pride.
Your grace is life's breath.
Without it I suffocate
with it I'm sustained
Please answer my prayers
and forgive me of my sins.
Have me feel your love.
In our inner world of the existential
a heightened awareness in close proximity
with distant dreams.Impulsive moods
once suppressed in the domain of the
denied, embodied now in spoken tracts
Hear me recite from my 4100+ PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro..
catch my short forms @strandpoet on twitter..
read my kindle guides on amazon
they would dice many a chive
by management me from da dive
apartments in hatfield in close proximity
to the bloody sorry fate
oof a von nee gutt
thar slaughter house five.
mine eyes saw gore
and remained fixated
orbital fixture
of poor creatures in a daze
sans reaction averting gaze
away from disgusting entrails
visible picture amidst the maze
of chutes and ladders
stepping on select
foursquare did raise
or lower (similar to an elevator)
but movable blocks
also went cross ways
oh, anyway, this reply
written by me - scott math u
passable poet tree - at most true
this email far ye to rue
these twisted sister strands
of pearl jammed zz topped
chromosomal strands being did hew
who only to five feet and ten inches grew
crafts, finesses,
indulges love of language
to prose from fingers flew
and writes poems
cawing all r e'en juiced
one angry emu
leaving her/his presents
custom made doo doo
per comprising a motley crue
of a family - pearl jammed color ague.
please rsvp asap via text
to me scott matthews my chosen ac/dc label
i.e. pleasure like rubbing against sable
create r hard woo n intimate scorpion fable
unless ja noah under me ma jib rush
like inxs o ruck kiss in tower o babe bull
by texting if willing, ready, eager and able
froom - - scotts matthew
who lives way off the mainline -
juiced about a few dirty dozen dancing deeds
done dirt cheap miles west of philadelphia,
and some ten miles east of king o prussia
pennsylvania who imagines your sultry skin
silkily soft as a lynx, pussy cat
rubbing against ma leg under da table.
Sent from my iPhone 456789
Tranquil spaces as we wander through the park,
the heat oppressive.
The zebras herding sheep like the watchful alpaca,
yet there are no predators
A motley selection of animals in one space - domestic and wild,
they congregate without care - used to the human spectator,
wildebeests, cows, impalas and sheep.
Following the path the giraffe monopolise the horizon,
tall and graceful,
relaxed as we approach.
Almost like a petting zoo,
although close proximity is fine,
but never so close to touch.
Gorgeous - they do not run,
just continue to eat,
withstanding our presence.
The boat ride to Crescent Island Naishaiva
The boat ride through the hippo lagoon
docile and poised
yet dangerous
never too close to these animals
as they are unpredictable
and temperamental
and will turn at any time.
wet and silky they watch the watchers pass,
and sink beneath the surface.
The boat man Jimmy, who indecently
bought an English dictionary to teach himself how to speak English,
buys 4 fish.
Lovingly calling them:
the grandma, mother, sister and (me) the baby - hilarious.
One for each of us,
and then takes the boat to the fishing eagles and whistles.
Impressive - the Eagles come,
dive for the fish and fly off to dine in the tree.
Again and again he whistles - flights perfection.
The dive, the talons as they wrap around the fish,
a dance of feasting off the surface of the water.
One rejected, one stolen by another
the food chain at its finest.
Magnificent to watch - a highlight of the adventure