Lying In Poems

Lying In My Crematory

One day, my hair will turn gray,
And my skin will sag,
My legs will shiver when I walk;
And for the last time, I'll look back 
To the memories we made.

The way we shared our lives,
The way we laughed & cried 
Through the waves of our lives;
Those smiles on my lips
When we used to text late at

Lying In Wait

Ice on the fence wire …
insult to injury
The barb when it’s deadly
pointed and sharp
A night rain has frozen
and hidden the danger
Awaiting intruders
—that come in the dark

(Dreamsleep: November, 2023)

Lovers, Lying In a Meadow

The air, sedate as vacant
This, hot enfolds
Buzz-fizzed, to a blue distance
Blooming romance?

Count as many eyes, delving
The daisy-faced!
Admirers, all, for the bee!
We, in love see.

Lying In Wait For the Father's Hands-

My heart is in my head
As where it should be
Lying in wait for the Father’s hands
My body needs remolding
My story needs remolding
I am asking Father God for His hands
Lord, My God shape me and remake me,
Lead and move my legs and feet on your Holy lands
My heart is in my head
As where it should be

Lying In Her Long Veils On the Calm Black Water

Lying in her long veils on the calm black water
In a dream I shall feel lull them asleep among the foliage;
pours burning love the devil's paladins;
that by starlight! of black devils and black wolves!

The wind kisses her breasts by the wave.
- a nest of mad kisses, the star has wept rose-colour.
In a slumbering alder hemmed

Lying In Wait For Thebius

With precision, Thebius stopped every ten minutes on the route
To put some garlic into the road, shaking it into a symbol 
That would thwart any demons following him,
So they would lose their way
Unfortunately for him, they had all gone ahead
And were waiting at the bend right before his next stop.

Lying In Wait

All was quiet on the eastern front, and the southern front too.
We faeries were lying in wait, hoping the elves would be back soon.
A troop of brownies wandered by, drunk on sunflower seed oil.
Hush! The queen cautioned us. We transmogrified into flowers.
We certainly do not need a brownie skirmish before an elf battle.

Lying In the Shadows

Lying in the Shadows

‘twas only yesterday life seemed so right;
so full of color, lighting up the day,
but now a veil has covered up the light,
and turned the day a somber shade of gray.

The fields we used to roam were lush with bloom;
the summer flowers swaying in the breeze.
Like nature's beauty, love, I did presume,
would last

Lying In the Sun On a Warm Day

The roosters are in full glory crowing mode today.
Some dogs are challenging them now.
Between the barks and the ruffs and the coos and the caws
it is difficult to hear the traffic on the interstate.
An orange butterfly breezes down, seemingly from a tall oak tree.
The flutter of this insect brings my eyes to the sky.
A jet

Lying-In-State

And the world stood still
When the liar took centre-stage
Cameras flashing
Tapes rolling
Recorders battling to take down his voice…
 
They all know
That lies unending endlessly flow
From his bottomless tank
Rolling off his tongue
As a bard chants royal praises…
 
They all took it in
Clapping for their hero
Waving his hands in the air
Smiling sheepishly
In the knowledge that the truth
Shall never

Crocodiles Lying In Wait

C	Crocodiles lying in wait
R	Relaxing, dreaming of fresh meat
0	Ordinary floating
C	Choose their prey carefully
K	Kin to an alligator?
0	Oldest kind of creatures
D	Doing what comes naturally
I	Indigenous to swamps
L	Longing to take a bite out of us
E	Every person’s nightmare

Lying In Bed Watching the Storm

lying in bed watching the storm…
hold my hand, break my heart
quiet my soul, touch me there
wild rain will consume us
ignite my passion, rest my voices
soooth the bruises, slip inside me
flashes of light fill the room
capture my breath, wrestle my tongue
touch my burning skin, heal our pain
the wind caresses the trees
scream my name, ease the fever

Lying In a Very Large Bed

she was young, naïve  and spry
he was old with money 
entertaining 
and sly 
with 
he said a very  
very big heart

the maid made the bed
the master 
he said had compassion 
for his family
and others less fortunate
and out of duty
he made the maid 

the next day 
they found the maid
dead in legislation 
so called

Old Bones Lying In Yellow Dust

I awaken with languid eyes gazing at the passing dawn.
Strange light rays hover over ancient graves
Jestering- tormenting souls
Where spindled wildweeds grow
And sway over a dull domain, and
Under clouds with nimble fingers accusing...
pointing down. They pause to sit-
Brittled, splintered, to take a breath
Waiting to sweep unbright fields
Of rye and corn.

Now standing, they float away
With the rays

Lying In Bed

Tap, tap, tap on my window, pat, pat, pat falls the rain.
Subdued light filters through the smooth fabric of the curtains.
Low rumbling of distant thunder soothes my brain.

Outside I spy the night garden, the moon flowers beckoning,
the rain's tear drops gently drip from their pink and white petals.
The crimson bougainvillea hugs tightly to the arbors

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