Long Susurrate Poems

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Autumn Rumours


      Afternoon ember flare coddles forest
      Nodule noses, from dark bark eyes sap drips
      Naked soldiers, Summer’s subside promised
      Farewell foliage, spun fairy floss gossip
  

      News spew swept red runaway train carriage
      Ridiculed witches watch fireworks astral 
      Rudimentary broom aircrafts encourage
      Twilight wake creatures creep from log capsules


      Twitching whiskers, dusk susurrate translate
      Trampled damp mushrooms mulch to mildew fleece
      Orange fungi full moon balloon inflate
      Hot flight flame exhales exhausting release

     
      Grey limb wind tortured troops groan, familiar
      Guards gravely wait for Winter’s insignia




          31st August 

          Written for Contest: 
          Whispers of Autumn 
        Sponsor: John Lawless
Form: Sonnet


Premium Member okayeee I love ya now git'in hear

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                               firstly
                      i'm not gonna stop
                          writing 'bout
                         thuh feminine
                              virginly
                        I mean virtually
                              did two

                                okay
                               thirdly (tell ya 'bout 2ndly presently)
                               thirdly
              my heart palpatates when mine
                          see envelopes
                                purty
                           not beautiful (notwithstand'n)
                             but pretty
                          that pixy cute (from 18tuh88 I know'd'em)
                    Theirn hypnotizez mine
                      their fulgurous eyne
                             ourn lips
                          alwayz stuck 
                             all uv'em
                            thick jowlz
                                 lips
                             all uv'em
                                 hot
                            all uv'hern
                            thick digits
                             all uv'em
                         They susurrate
                                 lisp
                            giggle a'lot
                               tuh 99
                           i r thuh bard
                         they tickle mine
                                think
                             all uv'em
                             i'm gonna 
                                spil'lit
                            avant garde 
                 boundary-push’n literature
                    Harvest’n thuh virtue’d
                        them that be wise
                          Since the dawn
                                  Uv 
                                 time

                              and thuh 
                          beautiful onez (liter'd thru mine writes)
                          sum body kiss 
                                 me                  } 2ndly  ')
                            shut me up



*Thuh note unto i, likewise mine 
  astute fellowz;
 "Recollect once need'n 
  thuh muse"?   ')

Swallowed

Stones,

Mortar, and brick

Nowhere to turn without feeling sick, stoned

To my stomach

A bottomless pit

Unheard, smothered by a thousand succinct voices' verbose drone

Speaking as they spew toxic, putrid bile in the pit of my stomach

Plummeting, swirling dizzily in circles - a cyclone - cyclically, alone

Booming, the whispering silence of lucidity's susurrate disruption weighs heavily on my thoughts, placidly as it sits

Like boulders, slowly sinking deeper into quicksand - the bottomless pit of my stomach

Swallowed by immovable, inescapable stones,
Mortar, and brick

Premium Member When Autumn Comes

When Autumn comes, she saunters in.
paints asters blue and streaks the skies
magenta! When chill winds begin
to susurrate, we hear her sighs.

Wearing multi-colored dresses,
when Autumn comes, she saunters in,
capriciously shakes her tresses
and with bright leaves then loves to spin.

Cavorting with the clouds within
the summer-ending skies of blue,
when Autumn comes, she saunters in.
But soon the woodlands she glides through.

Not long will Autumn stay too calm.
October sees strange pumpkins grin -
not like her onset days of balm.
When Autumn comes, she saunters in.
Form: Quatern

Premium Member Awakening Nature's Rapture

Noontide cordial sun immerse golden spheres
Birch and aspen leaves rhythmically quake
Susurrate deep in quietness appears
Timidly on soft earth shadow path wake

There, where nesting birds await safely perch,
While conceal sweet are their audible waft.
Cool breeze twine spider's web and bees who search
Stunning modest simple-ness echoes soft.

Lone senior British oak outstretch thick arm
Grasp weathered fraying pendulous tire swing;
Mid saffron blaze whilst it mingles off charm
Espy hushed cries for mortal yielding wings.

Lush meadow pigments an emerald green
Self quenching natures pulsing rapture scene.


11/19/2023
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet


Premium Member Charms of Nature

Charms of Nature

Noontide cordial sun immerse golden spheres
Birch and aspen leaves rhythmically quake
Susurrate deep in quietness appears
Timidly on soft earth shadow path wake

There, where nesting birds await safely perch,
While conceal sweet are their audible waft.
Cool breeze twine spider's web and bees who search
Stunning unadorned simple-ness echoes soft.

Lone senior British oak outstretch thick arm
Grasp weathered fraying pendulous tire swing;
Mid saffron blaze whilst it mingles off charm
Espy hushed cries for mortal yielding wings.

Lush meadow pigments an emerald green
Self quenching natures pulsing rapture scene.



2/9/2020
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Sonnet

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