Best Rush Poems
She sat beside the waterfall
where gushing thoughts cascade,
like tears that flowed along her cheeks,
her heart set to invade.
He left alone for pastures new.
A scribbled note in haste
he wrote then fled, as cowards do,
her heart a barren waste.
A lightning bolt out of the blue
that pierced her heart; she bled.
Much later on the ache still hurt;
her feeble wings unspread.
She dared not heed the tumbling sound
as water crashed on rocks.
How fit to let death end the pain!
She started down the walk.
But just before the water’s edge
a voice called out, “Be Ware!
The road you walk is treacherous;
for God’s sake, stand right there!”
He turned her round, and saw her face
spill tears upon her gown.
He whispered in her windswept hair
“One misstep and you’ll drown.”
“Please, let me go, you do not know
what burns here in my breast.
I need to douse these flames and find
my sweet eternal rest.”
She struggled then against his arms,
the longed for end so near,
and yet he held with all his might,
spoke words to still her fear.
And when all limp she leaned on him,
this man she did not know,
he soothed her as he said these words:
“I will not let you go.”
Drained of resolve she let him lead
from rock to lush verdure,
as reassurance kindled trust,
his hand was firm, secure.
They sat beneath a shady tree.
Engrossed, they talked at length,
and in the process she revealed
his presence gave her strength.
He held her hands, looked in her eyes,
his heart worn on his sleeve
as they agreed to meet again
before she had to leave.
She touched his face, with gentle grace,
leaned in to kiss his cheek;
her lips just trembled there a while
enough to make him weak.
“You’ve saved my life, and now I owe
the greatest debt to you.
When next we meet, after we greet,
I’ll give you what’s your due.”
He smiled into her upturned eyes
and said these simple words:
“I’ve been repaid with sweetest kiss
my heart and soul you’ve stirred.
We’ll meet again, and when we do
you will forget the past
for then, my dear, I’ll make a vow
of love that’s sure to last.”
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(Paul Callus & Eileen Manassian ~ Sept 2019)
(A Callman Collaboration)
This is where I come to cry....
I hold my breath, my mouth is dry
with dreadful words too hard to tell
This is where I come to kneel
The grave where flesh and stone and steel
lie fused as one
A shrine to mourn and shed our tears
and pray for peace
to One who holds the earth in place
The sound of pain blows in the wind
I lift my eyes up high, to Him
and, there I see where dark wings flew
We did not know the world would fall
It came to pass where there is hate
we learned too late to change the end
The smoke will drift as new winds blow
Where does it go, those waves of war?
No one knows ....the time, ..the place, or when,
but it will come, and that is sure
once more with shores to seek and scores to keep
....and then, and then, and then, ....
more will weep!...Will it be here... will it be there?
Will it remain, on far off shores?
Or at our door?
War for them, and war for us, and one by one, and on and on, it goes and goes
The rush of wind to win the race, of war and pain.
And war remains to gust again. Again again...to rain more tears
How will it end...? The end of man...? Is that our fate...?
Bow down the heart, for man has made a rule of war
Bow down the heart, for man has made us fools for war
Will sun and moon and stars look down, and look for proof ...
of why the world went ......poof ?
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Don't rush Spring
because of everything it brings
Each day in a season is valuable to explore
To live, to love, to experience more
Find the light shining in the snow
or when it's cold, enjoy warm cocoa
There's always something in a day
to see, to experience, to share, to give away
Go with the motion of beauty, its offer waiting
To appreciate as it is, before it disappeara deflating
Heidi Sands
1/25/24
(C)opyright
in the woodland’s hush
naked where the waters gush. . .
the rush of fresh love
I woke up in the morning and went to the loo
The basin was broken so stuck it with glue
Got washed in a hurry, I was running late
My breakfast I swallowed, rushed out through the gate.
I saw the bus coming so ran to the stage
The driver ignored me, I got in a rage.
I flagged down a taxi, got caught in the rush
Good thing that the seating was comfy and plush!
Arrived at the office exactly on time
I needed a tonic of vodka and lime.
All morning kept busy then stopped for a break
Next door to ‘Havana’ I went for a steak.
Returned to my duties; went quick on the net
Paid visits to Facebook, then placed a small bet
In search of a flutter, as usual in vain.
I left a bit early, got caught in the rain.
Back home I changed into some casuals before
I put on my washing, then went to the store
To buy what was needed for dinner tonight
Somebody dared skip me so got in a fight;
Hard punches were traded! Goodbye to my fries
Now I’m at the clinic, can’t see through black eyes!
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Contest: Today I Accomplished
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Placed: 1st
red tint of evening
bleeds across a glazed skyline…
crowds droop on bleak aisles
The street lamps wane beyond rush hour;
eyes missing the rarest flower…
And city lights drain people’s bones,
when aching shadows blur my view.
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Silent One's A Poet's Dozen Contest
11/5/2015
Through the opened orifice
of humanities consciousness,
the whirling, whirring, rush of rain;
tumults round the asphalts plane.
Spritzing, spreading, shrieking, zing…
the staccato sounds of wet spring;
the tinkling chimes, the brass banter
the clop of clogs, children canter.
All the sizzle of an oiled pan.
All the sparkle of dew on land.
All pummeled, a peonies pain,
the soundless swirl petals, drain.
Love songs softly flow on a Summer's breeze,
Lyrics trilled by doves in sweet melodies.
My vagabond heart meanders no more
for you've given yours to me, mon amour.*
Your kisses assuage my hunger and thirst.
Deluged by emotions, my heart shall burst.
A treasure, no longer beyond my reach.
A prayer answered when I did beseech.
You are the brightest star in midnight's sky
Keeper of my heart when I've need to sigh.
In celestial dreams; ever at my side,
where love abounds in incessant flood tide.
Come with me, my love, across tranquil seas
Sails swept by the mild rush of Summer's breeze
*mon amour: my love
May 7, 2021
Summer Love Sonnet Contest
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Beats on path of heart
Dreaming of a romance rose
Soft melodic hums.
There won't be knocks on your door
Rush of passion grips your core!
aka
Terry's Rush Hour Tube Trauma
A voice rose from a burning bush,
"O feel the contours of my tush!
Ounce for ounce
Cheeks will bounce
With just an itty-bitty push!"
The okra in the garden is green,
The dew awaits the first sunray.
Spring blesses the world with bliss,
And everthing is lively and gay.
A constant fear of autumn's arrival that
Would make leaves and flowers decay.
A myriad of rivers rush eastward to the sea,
And flow back not in the west-bound way.
If we don't work hard in youth, regrets
Would sure climb up our grey hair one day.
( Tran.)
Feeling a rush of false bravado
though uninvited
I pitched a tent deep in your mind
there were many beautiful things
but the price was a menacing beast.
There were also ruby-throated hummers
meadow and flower surrounded by streams
but always just behind was the tapping hooves
of that menacing beast
I was enchanted and thought about staying forever
but the perils were a little too much
pulling up stakes-leaving your mind
just as I'd entered, in a false bravado rush.
Here I am, can’t you see?
Don’t you remember?
Maybe not, I’m hiding under a tree
As the rain pours through silky leaves
Maybe, I’m not quite the same
As today, history weaves…
Through memories of time and miles
I rest against the bark
Looking for raindrops reflecting smiles
Don’t forget the river that took our souls afloat
On a blissful ride away from shore
With our world secure in that boat
Remember now? Here in patience I quietly sit
Listening for words, in fallen rain
Eternal thoughts speak, for love will never quit
The river flows on, with my life to the sea
By surprise we meet, in a rush of rapture
Once again, to ride the waves that be
Heidi Sands
8/21/19
Stop and stay a while ~
considering we are one with the universe
there's never any real rush
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Blanketed in darkness, despite the morning skies
A dull flicker of memory rears behind tired eyes
Images seem blurry, pathetic and astray
But slowly gain momentum, then unite clear as day
A rush of sour emotion, the solitude infects
The thought of you so out of reach quakes beneath my chest
And for one selfish moment I let sadness kidnap me
I cry for all we never had and what will never be
Surrender to my craving, let a wave of aching in
Let my heart lie broken, let desolation sting
I cry until the tears run dry, my body breaks the fever
And try to face another day while you're lost in the ether