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Blaring Upsetting Sounds

screen sounds were blaring 
with news which is upsetting 
found hard to believe

Categories: blaring, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku

Sirens Blaring

Her silk petal lips 
Whispering her words of love and lust into my ear 
a siren serenades me
I know it’s time to disappear
My melancholy resounds in the sound of her voice 
Persuasive and almost naive to her intentions 
a choice
Do I run or give in to her bittersweet melody 
a siren only calls to your

Categories: blaring, allusion, death, destiny, loss,
Form: Rhyme

Blaring Car Horn

Sparkling bright lights
Shine directly in your face
When you hear the honks

Written on January 12, 2021

Categories: blaring, dark, death,
Form: Senryu

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Frugal and Blaring Bugle

We found ourselves  being quite frugal;
Hired priest who played a blaring bugle;
To our alarm;
Had no charm;
Hearing his sermon had been brutal.

With all of the donuts would finagle;
She wanted one covered with maple;
Sorted through;
Did see view;
Not any so I brought her a bagel.

Categories: blaring, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick

Limerick Crochetes: Once a Blaring Braying Bold Trumpet

Limerick crochetés:  Once a blaring braying bold trumpet
        for Nicanor PARRA

Once a blaring braying bold trumpet
Used to serenading mere strumpet
Could not hold back loud fart
While entertaining tart
Now the tart on his fart took a bet

That she'd hold back twittering trumpet
If his strumpet balls bowl in cricket
So great

Categories: blaring, allegory, america, crazy, fun,
Form: Limerick

Blaring Noise

blaring music everywhere
noise all around and sideways
even blue venusians
stop up their ears and pray
to the gods for lullabies

Categories: blaring, angst, humor, music, technology,
Form: Tanka

A Blaring Silence

A quiet heart of thunderous yearning,
I've nothing left to do,
when my heart becomes forever silenced,
because my dreams won't come true.
   
  My desire to fascinate,
to open eyes across the seas,
lingers now only in heart,
a desire meant only for me.
  
   How is it so,
my passion to be locked away,
when

Categories: blaring, art, faith, inspirational, passion,
Form: I do not know?