Heady Poems - Poems about Heady

Heady Quiche

There was a chef famous for his quiche
Crowds came in and paid lots of baksheesh
	Feds came into town
	they busted his crown
for his quiche was sprinkled with hashish

Categories: heady, drug, food, giggle, happy,
Form: Limerick

Heady Stuff

Can dreams of man know death at all if God exists in fact?
If we are just the dreams of God, Creation's more an act
Of intellect!  Can sin be real? Can man exist apart
From God, and have free will, if all life is God's heart?

Do waves of times flow endlessly without a bounding shore?
Eternity seems

Categories: heady, faith, life, love,
Form: Rhyme

Heady Cocktail

Heady Cocktail

Sometimes there comes a 
grace with growing up
cruising into the 
autumn of life 
alive and well 
now the rush of looking in
the mirror most mornings
in total amazement at being
comfortable with who looks back
through crows foot eyes
and steel gray whiskers
which seem to speak of
reckless paths and risky
choices long since made
so today, in an autumn 
rich

Categories: heady, blessing, imagery,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Summer Re: Follicular Fall Out Can Spring a Heady Winter

Thy scalp thoroughly massaged during hair washing, 
after showering (frequently tapping the cold water faucet – 
in an effort to ramp up brisk temperature tolerance), 
an immediate process to shake out matted down hairs 
follows suit. Oft time a healthy clump knots fox trot, 
jitterbug, tango, et cetera together spawning undergoing 
subsequent rotating head up

Categories: heady, absence, anger, angst, anxiety,
Form: Free verse

Heady Minds

HEADY MINDS

Our minds project and name:
this realization is rumbling
underneath our shadows and struggle..
Is it not amazing
that externals are projections
awaiting..but not long.. for their names
eagerly provided by heady minds..
This realization reverses
our notions..those heady beliefs
of separation as wisely undeniable..
Although the rumbling often seems 
fleeting and faint
not reportable in shadowy newsdays
real Happiness is found seeping in...

Categories: heady, emotions, inspirational, obituary,
Form: Blank verse

Heady Days

( In memoriam - the heady days of draft, hippies, moon-landing and Gloria Steinem)

When Armstrong landed on the distant moon
It was a wild world full of hopes and dreams.
Hippies sang songs to melodious tune,
In jungles abroad there were painful screams.

It was a wild world full of hopes and dreams,
A father and his son fought side

Categories: heady, culture, dedication, freedom, memory,
Form: Pantoum

This Heady Weight of Others

spring melts into summer’s light
proving wrong that still despair,
chilled in winter’s heart,
has corroded to the marrow

for even poppies bloom
in broken fields and shell holes
bones blanketed in shrouds of moss
trill of larks cross no man’s land

as pollen floats out lazy over fields
fuzzed with sprouts and turned earth
windblossoms mazy crisscrossed
blown like crimson tracers

cicadas drone their symphonies
calling humid

Categories: heady, memory, war,
Form: Prose Poetry

Heady Charm of a Wind

Layering stroke by stroke
the syllables of filtered mist's breath,
eastern winds spin like a circle of tropical
fish and flower beds on a lattice...
and the soft tresses of this air pours
on wayfarers sort of crystal beads new.
Then another circle whistles
inside my flesh, a sponge... an oasis,
bathing loin towel of morn dawning;
how its flavor speaks and lifts 
trinkets

Categories: heady, magic, wind,
Form: Light Verse

Ganjain Heady Trips

by Sashi.Prabhu
(17/2/2012)

Shrouded and festooned with quaintness i try to elucidate the trips of mystery,
T’was dark and it was then I realized that the morn and noon was history.
A smooth trip on mother nature’s bounties rolled on neatly into a joint,
It felt all day as me and the bard within went on a trip from reality

Categories: heady, imagination, nostalgia, science fiction,
Form: Acrostic

Heady Bouquet

Lilacs in bloom, heady bouquet,

for just a short time with us they stay.

Gone as quickly as the month of May.

So enjoy them before they fade away.




~~for Brian Strand's 'One Single
   Four Line end rhyme' contest~~

Categories: heady, nature
Form: Rhyme

Heady Calm

Eyes closed, he leans back into comfort,
The lulled background music is his pillow.
Weary head swaying to the sound of the song,
The music massages the very knots of his life.

A single candles flickers, casting shadows,
It's eerie light conflicting comfort with doubt.
Tranquility envelopes him as he draws deep sigh,
Dispelling the grime of life, exhaling unwanted.

A column of

Categories: heady, peace, upliftingmusic, music,
Form: Free verse

A Heady Delight

White,
double
daffodil-
early thrill
sprinkles Spring's aroma upon my sill.

Categories: heady, nature, seasons
Form: Tetractys