Daunting Poems | Examples

Taunting the Tightrope to Daunting

Every day I thread my way
along high wire tightrope,
strung between: 
promise and doubt;
resolve and quit;
hold on and fall off;
with a safety net set out below to catch me. 
But, try as I must, 
I can't get the hang of it.
I can't get to the other side,
without falling into the net.
The task is too taunting, 
taut and daunting, 
even when I use a balance pole.
So Here's the Rub!
Perchance to Dream!
Scrub the Net!

A Daunting Realization

   Ecstasy was never meant for me ~
     
    ‘Steady as she goes,’ stoically

Rain - Raging

RAIN
raging
relentless

I was a small girl
amid the violence
paralyzed by the bruised skies

“I was mesmerized by the force.”

[Clarity Pyramid, two triplets and a single line (7 lines in all)]

Daunting

The gifts are bought and wrapped by now
So I don’t have to think
Of what to get until next year,
Though quicker than a wink

The months will pass and once again,
I’ll face that daunting task.
To wonder if I hate it, well, 
You do not have to ask.

The holidays are special times
And give some folks a lift,
Except for all the stress involved
To find the perfect gift.

Life Lasting

Thirty-five
and facing up to
having a
life lasting
disability can be
daunting, but with hope.

Where To

When the clouds are high up in shape. My mind is high up in resolutional escape. When the sun is overhead, the soles of my feet overheat.

The more I walk, the more the ground I track blazes up and the clouds roll in a mob like they are running a marathon.
Where are they going to?
Why am I still walking? Should I join them?
Is time on their side ? Is it on my side?
Is it on your side?

Time ain't on anyone's side.Do that which you ought to do in this second, for in the next the cloud would have shifted and changed it's shape.

Daunting Wispy Ghosts

very
scary
hairy
airy
wispy ghosts sporadically haunting
nothing has seemed as very daunting

Daunting Papyrus

sentences colors
purple pencils wrote paper
books covered in red

bleeding heart type
computer calculations
daunting papyrus

books covered in red
termites fed ate the paper
paper wrote a book

5/20/18
written words by  James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright ©  2018

This Is the Sea-Daunting and Promising

Shimmering sea, glimmering waves
Glistening waters, mirroring moon-glow

Beyond the beaches, coral lagoons
Mellow boroughs, dotting the shore

Rising sun, peaking through the sky
Day has arrived, ousting dark night 

Merchant adventurers, sail forth to venture
The deep blue hue, revealed to the crew

Vast is its reach, and cool the salty breeze
Violent are its storms, and mighty its depths 

Haunted by sirens, whose tunes take wing
Amid broken dreams, and forlorn hope

Morbid castaways, adrift or ashore
Gaze upon the horizon, dazed and confused

Perhaps they seek, an island of nymphs,
Just like Odysseus, or so they think

This is the sea, daunting and promising
Poseidon’s wonders, for all to see!





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The Most Daunting Task: Forgetting

"it still  petrifies  me,
even  after so  many  attempts,
the  daunting task,
of forgetting  you..
of unlearning,
your voice,
your eyes,
your kisses,
your promises..

at first my heart revolts,
but it must be done..
so i hold on courageously,
and march along..

but to forget,
i must first remember..
so, i replay..
all the nights we shared,
and the sunrises we saw..
all the secrets we told,
and  the promises we made..

only then i proceed,
to dismiss,
to erase,
to forget..
i retrace all the steps we walked
and i replace all the things you touched,
i bury all the gifts we exchanged ,
and burn all the poems you wrote..

only i must be penalized,
for being fantastically foolish..
you will be spared..
but abandoned..
much like a nasty half-truth..

i will not,
cry or yell or whimper,
but i will also,
no longer share,
the gift of,
my voice,
my smile,
my aura..

for you must learn too,
alongside me,
that the only way,
to not get hurt,
is by never getting,
TOO ATTACHED...

Daunting

We spoke once of our ending life
But never thought of it more until we found
Haunting, daunting, flaunting around;
Shadows dancing before our eyes,
Laughing as they planned my demise.
Passing you with smiles, they settle upon me
Passing you un-subliminally
To kill me?
But the kiss they leave upon my cheek
Withers with a simple slither,
A mark of death? My knees grow wiltingly weak.
And the stupor of silence you speak of is amiss
In the daunting, dark abyss 
We've heard of since we were children.
We’re frozen.
In the darkening clouds, before the darkening sun
We know it’s begun
When the raven cucaws behind us.

Autumn Daunting Goes

Who waves the flaming brand? I really think I know.
Arrayed with fiery arms, He puts on quite a show.
The artist of autumn, in a dazzling display
Of sweet gums, and red maples—takes our breath away.

Summer fades to fall, trees give up their green,
Transformed by master design, red, yellow, serene.
Peacocks fluff their feathers; mocking birds busily sing,
Formidable autumn is a daunting thing.

Chlorophyll gives way to radient carotene hues,
Bright with fall wardrobe, wearing color clues.
Clap your hands O beauty, sing into the wind.
Share boundless blessings, blushed in scarlet blend.
 
Heaven shouts approval; people show amaze,
At your brilliant garments, displaying coats ablaze.
Leaves parade golden in fall’s nippy breeze.
We are highly joyful—God does things like these!

-daunting-

the child within,
in times of certain incidence
will face a grown-up task
wearing bravado as a mask

yet, often, too... 
must bite a trembling lip
in lieu of lacking confidence





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Incanto In Furnace By Daunting Allegory

Aeneas crept into the depths
of the underground, upright
he stepped
darkly
as dead roses pressed
and she wept
(Persephone)
in the pit
(indemnity)
where shadows slept
bellowing
as bellows sing
so readily
below those mourning bells that ring
burrowed
'neath the death of Spring
borrowed
from the breath we breathe
burroughs
of departed greed
ennui ennui ennui I scream
wake up! this hell is not a dream
and all is eaten as it feeds
and everything is as it seems
and everything is vanity
as Ashteroth to Easter bleeds
calamitous insanity
the bedlam that Pandora breeds
and Neptune drowned himself in seas
abysmal king of dead seaweeds
the pit is dank and dark and deep
and filled with those of restless sleep
and as the riddle of the Sphinx
shows that time is entropy
just as chains are naught but links
our DNA, life's tapestry
unweaves itself unto deceit
stranding us in furnace heat
like the Rich Man full of thirst
as is the last so was the first

A Daunting Manifestation of the Human Eye

We dare not look! 
We dare not stop! 
We dare not ponder!
Beyond the skin, to a humdrum is a no man’s land,
Build and soothed by the malevolence of such a spellbinding hand,
Forging us, shaping us,
Building us, soothing us and molding us,
Is the potter and his evil hand,
Until, Until we are part of his clan.
Until, until he has prevailed in his nightly plans.
It’s but a satins eye, that’s stirs the malicious fire,
And he the potter, with hot vivacious stick adds life,
To such a vigorous Fire, never to tire.
Until, Until we are part of his clan.
Until, Until he has prevailed in his nightly plans.

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                                                                                                                  ~M.M.M

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