Long Compress Poems
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BLANKET OF FLUFF
a halo of snowflakes
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encircles my * crown *
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alights on brisk hair
f l u t t e r s on lashes
dusts my wool coat
playfully *hangs*
on my winter * scarf *
numb fingers inside homemade gloves
gather around the warmth of the palm
flake friends
compress my boots
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leaving prints
and crunch -
as i walk
in pure white -
newness of life
a camouflaged bunny
appears so opal bright.
is he a shovelful of snow,
or born of a cookie cutter’s press?
an artist spreads s n o w f l a k e s
with his bunny tail brush
only irises and pupils,
pink noses and cheeks,
p e e k out from the artist’s blanket of fluff.
Kim Rodrigues © 2016
Rare forms blare
into the empirical hot sun.
Each traced in fire,
each outlined by the crystal
shimmer of the son.
Haloed in glamour
A play of color.
Of One.
Layers of imagery in rare forms
Dare to stare, brilliant!
Into the heliosphere
crystalline forms
of pure white energy,
rare oblique symmetry.
Flare!
Infernal waves of Thermal…
Radiates, detonates,
compress the empirical sum!
White light oppresses…
The haloed sun stretches, its flares tracing
a burning thermal holocaust!
…objects blaze here and there listening!
To the aftermath, as the sun
sets into nightmare…
COOL FEVER
a Winter compress,
the giant ice cube —
a rubicon of
white gold pampering -
the Spring gate is closed.
thermometer -
brash, cache of chill.
illness moves fast
o’er snowy hill.
cool fever,
this tizzy-
snowmobile
racing
torrent,
H-O-T
12/10/2019
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Chosen Title: Cool Fever
Checked by howmansyllables.com
Line 4 is 5 syllables Not 6
Final line is 1 syllable separated by hyphens
Much I marveled the splendid beautiful jewels of Taylor
I heard the Liberian, tall regarding of her gold;
Eagerly I looked for the Alexander Baylor;
Envied here for evermore precious rubies sold;
In service to the throne must I remind her?
Soft is your touch;
Alas the diamond is rough;
Take thy coal from out my heart;
Compress it with power ignited this rock;
Rubies and gold are just a start;
Gatherings of precious jewels ravages;
Instead I uncovered the rose quartz;
And its eyes have all the enameling savages;
I could not awaken that gilded, gilded spark lings;
My eyes blinded by the brilliant gems;
Gold and diamonds are my favorite precious gem;
5/9/19
~Placed 3rd Place~ in Contest
Tribute to A Precious or Semi-Precious Gem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
If you fear an inappropriate tryst
In Day's, bright light will subsist
If attendance to your whims is remiss
For each foible pare one, entitled kiss
If my address too awkwardly I press
Only the passionate syllables stress
If my aimless loitering you detest
Grant each day one, solitary egress
If sanctimonious attitude does distress
Let charitable heart baser traits bless
If beaming eyes, shapely figure molests
Focus my stare on your stately crest
If my squeaky voice your nerves test
I'll drown the variation with lemon zest
If feigned loyalty, I laboriously confess
My lips with time's shadow compress
If from my wit sentient mind does desist
Only time-tested Limericks will enlist
Choose charming cruise
Up urgent use
Flame fiery fuse
Now nimbles note
Dying day dotes
Ready rates rote
Give glance grand good
Feed finesse food
Mind maelstrom mood
Bear blossom brood
Urge understood
Hide hideous hood
Need nurtures need
Feed follows feed
Seed prospers seed
Joy juices jam
Cruise cunning camp
Deep dreary dam
Touch tensile thrill
Grim giver grills
Pop pleasing pill
Pad purpose play
Prime passion pays
Proof puns prized prey
Meet mighty mood
Feel funny food
Bear burdens' brood
Please peel prime press
Apt aim address
Cup clear compress
Deign deeper dove
Laugh lively love
Attend above
Leon Enriquez
30 Apr 2014
Singapore
The Royal disease
I'm no royalty, but I got the gene
The gene that I'll pass down to a carrier
Who'll be like the crown bearer
A crown of thorns to be cast onto the next
And like a chain it binds the victim
It confines them to a life of precaution
Cause our joints can't take much
From time to time they bleed, it hurts like a thorn
But unlike the hierarchy this is random
The bearer can be anyone
And cause it doesn't follow a pattern
It's hard to monitor and a pain when it attacks
It's carried in the x chromosome
And because we boys question it with our y
It's us who fall victim to it
Having to suffer It's wrath
To ease the swellings we got injections
We call it factor and its a big factor,
To consider self infusion
Cause our life's depend on it
But in place of factor when there's none
We have to take rest after an attack
Ice it down to cool or compress it to cool
Cause if it doesn't we forced to elevate it
The PO£T
You remain out of reach,
Always ahead of me—
You, whom I love so dearly;
In my dreams and in my prayers
Seek to express the Light of Your image—
In shadows of my evolving awareness
Stumble to grasp such Infinite Beauty,
Close mental fingers of retention,
My hand back to clay
Sculpted to Your never ending contours,
Transfigured from a world of physical steel
By new alchemy—that of Spirit-fire.
How deeply can I impress upon You
My sense of loss by distance—
Kept from You by Your own gift,
These relentless waters
The salt of which eats my oars,
Currents splinter my bow,
Stretch and compress my putty nature
With each new ebb and tide;
Part of me possessed by the miracle
While more of me
Is willing to forfeit the entire experience
Wanting only to return and abide
In Your Tranquil Sea Of sure presence—
I am Your precious offspring, I know—
But too often feel a young dove
Pushed prematurely from the nest,
Failing to see behind
The parent’s stern face
A buoyant, effervescent love—
Now seeing only downward
The chasm before me,
Fearful, trusting only the miracle of flight
From afar,
Warned into disbelief by the cold shadow
Of a hawk’s descending wings…
I want to believe in Your Love—
Each of Your children Your one-and-only;
Yourself willfully lost in Your Creation—
The essence of Your Great Love
To give—and then give more;
Your lessening, the spirit of increase--our miracle of eternal life—
Our lesson one of transformation of self by release;
Relinquishing all so that all may be gained.
You abandon Yourself for our Light—
Indwelling substance of Your Immortal Being
Turned outward…
Our eyes Your eyes—
Your expression
Limited only by our skewed vision—
The resurrection of fluid patterns of substance
And hue not found within the border of mortal imagination
But in the ever-expanding consciousness of endless Recreation—the Great I Am.
Some say that Love's
imagination -- no medic
can plot and find; like
science disproves a soul,
better ice cream in a solid bowl --
some say love's a mere
occupation -- Bread and
Butter of the poet; the bard
and musician like snow-balls
scoop-up, compress and throw
it~
stick to the wall a vinyl or perhaps book;
my priest claims highest spiritual
veneration, after earth relocation --
pass the plate, before it's too
late...cheaper now
than after-hours' rate...
seems to preoccupy a world of real time
and space...
that which man can only psychically
place and trace --
A cupola shin, prickly dick creed, hoary
testes tossed, master baiting ova all eel trades
crossed the fecund Rubicon and ejaculated
olly olly oxen yawping, in utero seminal raids
with phallic coup d’etat that buck came vasocongested spades
lit torch, where hello kitty Ernst lee screeched
amidst Grafenberg tit parades
bumping uglies during four nuke key eight ting game
where pinkish puckered two lips viz biological
Russian roulette played – birth control relegated as desuetude
hotly contested fee conned, caved heat seminal blitzkrieg overlaid
bilging swamped,
whence olds eye goat ruff fused exiting nightshade
shy ham mull in, and gave way to blast ta cyst
vis a visa viz biological fertilization qua two plump milkmaids
from inchoate seeds juiced beginning
to compress bladder re: lemonades
per diem mother via umbilical cord fueling gestation,
where sonogram shows faint genetic threnody skein
perchance manifold jades
nope – no fallacy when peppy thrust with sucks esse full feint
after thwarting objection against skin flute charmed thence invades
which begot conception from chromosomal traits stitched
via jean S, and her faction of trumpeting handmaids
whose fecund ditty began to feel swell as biological reproduction
showed no uterine back grades
as Tabula rasa In utero endured fusillades per what mother tubby ingested
sustenance promulgated noticeable womb dar full expansion fusillades
of nutriments ordaining future health of progeny
riddling endless questions within the gallimaufry
discombobulated mental, physical fatigue enfilades
and spiritual state of momma me ya in tha family way, whereby baby blueprint an outcome as nano sized atomic bombshells scoured decades
to determine the ontological makeup from when the fluid dynamics
spelling impregnation since time immemorial and into the future cascades
artfully concatenating eminent grise immaculate kindred laminated with waxy substance i.e. vernix, though smooth
doth serve analogous to microscopic switch-blades.
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