Long Brevity Poems
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I've no claim to fame.
It often brings pain. So
I hope quiet remains;
but my name is xxxxx.
One of the younger brothers of David,
I love Brevity, Organization, and Honesty.
In spite of adversity, I feel Confident, Loved, and Free.
I tend to be a good Listener, Thoughtful, Loyal, and Conscientious.
I'm no coward, but there are a few things that I fear, such as Ingratitude, Forgetfulness, and Inconsideration.
I thrive to live for Christ and give my best, leaving it as my legacy.
I've seen things old and new; tasted things sweet and sour;
and I think that long-windedness is a boring travesty, but I would
really like to see more Simplicity, Practicality, and Transparency.
A 35 year resident of Sacramento, Ca., my name is xxxxxxxx
071221PSCtest, This Is Who I Am, L Milton Hankins
In the house where I was born
We tied our laces in the dark
Then shuffled down the stairs without a lamp.
We breathed a foggy whisper
On a window webbed with frost
And we swore, and we swore,
And we swore the vows of knighthood every day.
In the house where I was born
We ate our breakfast standing up;
The better for to make the swill go down.
We dipped the dripping ladle,
Closed our eyes and swallowed hard
And we swore, and we swore,
And we swore the vows of knighthood every day.
Gravity, brevity, granite and lead,
War bread and horseflesh, a pillar of salt,
Tilt yard, curtain wall, tallow on slate,
Crossed swords with diamonds; Et monstro fides.
In the house where I was born
We swept the dirt beneath the rug,
Then nailed its ragged edges to the floor.
We strapped our monkish duties
Hemp and leather to our backs
And we swore...
CUM ET PIUS VIRTUTIS (With devout courage
ET SUPPLEX VIRES And humble strength
NOS PAREBIMUS DOMINUS We serve our lord
ET MONSTRO FIDES Faithfully)
Dear tender line,
(crystal pyramid-hearted)
This king's chamber is empty
my queen's is filled with flowers.
Like a child with a bubble ring,
your essence blowing rainbows lovingly...
but long to arrive too soon gone
beautified in its diamond-studded brevity.
If not in this tasseled lifetime,
for certain in the next.
Hand to hand-mind to mind
soul to soul, halting time.
For now, about we splash in word puddles.
Two shivering chalk children
huddling in cold cyber rain.
We sit in a valley of three-leaf clover dreams...
I'm sorry for the charade and deceit.
Dear tender line.
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Haiku, a traditional Japanese poetry on nature, seasons, or human emotions that captures a fleeting moment ever so briefly is increasingly becoming a playground for humour and wit in today’s world in hurry having no time for a long-winding punch line. Some haikus here say so in traditional three-line format of 5-7-5 syllables—in brief moments of minimalism.
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From reflection deep
To tongue-in-cheek comic clip,
Haikus have held grip,
Poets caring scant
Have haiku boundaries bent,
And there’s not a dent,
From an art ancient
Holding a fleeting moment,
Hums of humour rant.
Humour all alive
In forward flow were to drive
Looks dainty if naïve,
If brevity rules
In this world of AI schools,
Punch lines look like jewels,
In haiku’s kingdom
Humour for long may well hum,
Not long drawn ho-hum.
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Happenings | 03.06.2026 | funny, humour, poetry, Haiku
A tribute to Heidi Sands
This poetess writes poems of few words,
till the last line she holds the rhythmic cards,
where the fluent essence of her poems unfold
the tale of abandoned hearts that needs to be told.
The lattices of finesse of a word artist,
that on her mind’s expressive canvas persist,
shine in our time’s tapestry, her poems display,
carry the connotation of what she has to convey.
Life is so complex, but she loves simplicity,
in its cauldron she holds on to dreams quietly
to transmit what she thinks, for she isn’t afraid.
In narration never hesitates to call spade a spade.
Her verses that rhyme or don’t rhyme,
reflect her keen sensitivity to our trying time.
Its travails she sketches with the rhythm of poetry,
conveyed convivially by the muse of brilliant brevity.
Don't have to be a sleuth
To find ample proof
A well worn trampled truth
That to besmirch
Not be kind
On a pedant’s perch
Scorn and be aloof
Is quite simply uncouth
Snooty snotty sniffy
In a jiffy drives me potty
The spiffy getting iffy
You've gotta be pithy
Must be dotty
Semantic severity
Temerity to stifle
Getting a trifle squiffy
Like a lush
Quaffing & scoffing
A lexicon so plush
Brevity don't mean levity
Just let it gush
It does perplex
Not your cortex to flex
So why try to vex
With a supercilious hex
Any wannabe thesaurus rex
Let's lobby those
Who got gobby
Chose to be snobby
For you it is a jobby
For most it is just a hobby
So Brian my old fruit
With a lingo bingo to loot
Let folks have a hoot
Without pokes enjoy a toot
Take the scenic route
Have you heard a word more absurd
Less elegant…redolent or benevolent
Than counter “breviloquent”
So just hush
You should blush
It’s our duty
To be bold
Revel in the
Another level booty
Feeling flush
Well what's the rush
No need to be a bore
No one's keeping score
Who doesn’t adore an encore
Cos sometimes with rhymes
More is well… more
Corona
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Oh ! Aghast ! This is the deadliest
treacherous , relentless war ever
waged against humanity by that
invisible satanic overlord virus Corona by name;
the virus of seemingly insurmountable
energy of vengeance and hatred out
to wipe out humanity
Rise mankind! Rise now !against
this demonic Corona .to
fight a battle of wits- for your survival
mankind you must confront
and destroy this hater of human race Corona
fight gallantly with all your might
with prudence utmost , courage and brevity
to quell the venomous pangs
of this invisible snake …..Corona ,
render it useless and headless to
to quit into
a realm of oblivion or 'no man's land;
and never ever to show its ugly face
to restore Earth's peace and serenity
Let this Earth remain for ever the land for
the human race and human race alone
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Billy Ray Cyrus sings of a state of mind
Donovan of periwinkle shells
The Bionaut's of streams aquamarine
Paul McCarty rocked about those bells
Carole King about a royal hue
Frank Sinatra croons of sapphire skies
Fleetwood Mac has album Cerulean
Brian Wilson cries of shades of eyes
Blu Cantrell of cobalt powder
Big Moe has lyrics about teal green
Double Trouble turquoise teardrops
Jake Bugg beautiful indigo horizons
July 15, 2016
Brevity in Blue Contest by Dale Gregory Cozart
Fifth Place
One miracle, alone in the big world
Nobody loves me she says to herself
Mom on the road, sister looks after
Grandma is there for lots of relief
Things are hard when you live alone
Living within feels like not a home
I am lost for how I begin the story
The woman who ends where she roamed
Growing up she was maybe a bit wild
A hard one to hold to say the least
A lot of things have happened since
1978, one being an old her deceased
1995, her little something happened
Miracle two, maybe a bit unexpected
She is the best good she could have
As a mom, nothing is ever neglected
Then the times when her body failed
What was wrong left doctors puzzled
Miracle three, known after learning
Candida has made her life befuddled
Now she's learning university level
Things will look up most definitely
She always knows to find the answer
Ending up where she planned exactly
TO ENTHUSE MUSE
All around my ample activities,
abilities and inabilities,
simultaneous creation,
recurring recreation
on wide broad spectrum.
So! Seldom feel boredom.
Never lazy,
mostly busy,
sometimes crazy,
Yet, me at random,
enjoying freedom.
Muse floats on my professionalism
in Science stream,
though Fine Arts claim enthusiasm
in dulcet dream.
Relishing Literature, Music
Dane, Drawing, Painting being Ecstatic.
Remaining rapturous, frolic:
My inherent characteristic.
Entertainment and Activities entwined
run parallel like Like-Twins
I try to adorn life with imagination,
dormant desires ready for decoration.
“Brevity is the sister of Talent”—
To enthuse Muse every moment.
04/07/21
'All Yours ( May 14 ) Contest by Brian Strand