Best Veiny Poems

seeded in battle
growing amongst the death mass
weep
no longer in grief

blooming blooming high
veiny stem all aglitter
she
will outlive your fray

trusting the true gale
in her dance she instills mirth
cry
for the joys of life


Laura Breidenthal
March 28, 2016
For Mystic Rose’s Split Haiku Contest...

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The bitter lips of wind kiss veiny petals
between the moon licked eyes so close
it forms a bond of sinew riddles 
that only seem to be broken in mornings burst.
Hungry is the man that immerses himself in earth
only to rip from her the fruits of her...

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A tiny mottled maple leaf
appeared outside my window pane.
Its superficial veiny face
Clung wet glass precariously.
Its nemesis, the wind, blew strong
But yet the tiny thing held on.
Its struggle onset reverie
I saw self-similarities:
bygone years of bold contentions
underdog I need to mention;
but like this leaf I gave my...

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Tiny
Whiny
Shiny
Veiny
In spring birds have tiny whiny child
With skin that is shiny veiny mild...

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For V.R.S.
 
A bend, a pirouette--a flower's dance
reflects in his shadowed eyes, and in her
thorned steps, the atrophying force rooted and redoubling.
Promise me, he breathes behind a teacup
while she is encapsulated in a globe of fading light.
The briny-dotted atlases sit reverent,
assembled beside the living-
room's songs...

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I  see you South Carolina’s  motherless child….
The chains of slavery set you free…
You are my history book and the link to my pit less soul…
Love began with you Mississippi midwife…..

Smells of Sage and Catnip, fried green tomatoes and pot liquor…
Your veiny swollen hand...

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The breeze brushes against an oak,
up the veiny bark and passed the lark,
Frictional rapping of leaves breathe to life
a thousand voiced whisper-
the softest bellow echoes
across the wild grass
Sweeps against her hair,
a sea of shining brass,
and enters the labyrinths
into a soul spun of broken dreams,
an empty...

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A broken muscle, pumps and slackens.
It's feeling dulled in her chest.
Lifts a hand up to feel it move,
But there's no sound beneath her breast.

The veiny parts have all been cut, 
A very clever trick.
He whispers, “if I can't be with her, 
I won't let her...

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Above , 
sitting atop a crested hill
solitary , but nary lonely
Agemo is what he answer's too
but question is alway's on his mind

His twin , Ahpla , calls him a dreamer
Agemo has grown to expect this
considering Ahpla's domineering demeanor
alway's suggestive to take without quarter
not understanding his...

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The bottle was found upon the shore,
looking forlorn and green with a cork,
it wasn't impressive except that a 
note was folded inside ready to be
read by the beachcomber with delight.

Seagulls encircled the event as if they 
knew what the discovery was all about,
eyeing the lone...

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Light—I was barely even myself, but some light…
Her light—no my own enemy Himself! 
—The Lord Eternal!—
How could I let this happen to me? – 

And I could feel my hand around her tiny arm,
Anxiously awaiting the moment for her to fill me
with worth.

The answers came,
But...

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Storm is abrewing

Building up fiery hot air

Dragon in disguise

Flapping its green veiny wings

Making geese fly home backwards...

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The brightly warm golden glow
 from the a flamed small ebony
 wick of a beige wax candle
 Flickers aimlessly as the base is undauntedly uplifted by its wood
 carved handle...

As I try to steadily transport it across the darkened room,
 there is a sudden flurry
...

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and thus free verse runs amok as prose with line breaks that must be just supposed to make a turn – or not – get caught in rhythmic flow or rambling thought.  But then again it’s all the same –but not….I guess – unless...

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Old man sits in the air-
the wind's firing the life at him
while the young girl sits in grief,
waiting.
The old man really does know 
and understand her sorrow
but she doesn't understand why he gets her.
They sit in agreement-
disagree thoughtfully
and remind eachother of a loved one.
To he-...

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