shes sneaking a smoke
of course everyone knows it
oozing nicotine
our dogs are going crazy
they no longer have access to the whole yard
thanks to a three thousand dollar dog run
today three strange dogs are out there
in their old space
racing around in all their favorite grasses
their barking is frantic now
jealousy is oozing out of their barks
our dogs are going crazy
they no longer have access to the whole yard
thanks to a three thousand dollar dog run
today three strange dogs are out there
in their old space
racing around in all their favorite grasses
their barking is frantic now
jealousy is oozing out of their barks
Written: August 21, 2025, for contest by Charles Messina
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Drum beat
soft rays
moon slip
words ooze
eyes shut
winds rose
night sweet
Dark thread
tears swell
hands shake
dreams lull
skies fall
birds cry
heart treat
Stone mute
veins bloom
grief hums
hope falls
time bends
light goals
dust rush
Mind stays
truth leans
steps slow
thoughts brew
stars gleam
fears shaft
voice hush
Dripping words ooze alike golden honey
When someone's world is saddened with worry
Poetry may offer quiet release
For those who seek strength and calm inner peace.
Poets cannot foresee fear or the dread
Inside hearts of whom their poem is read
If only they knew how words can inspire
Peace deep inside those whose world became dire.
Poetry stirs emotions lying low
Held inwards with nowhere for them to flow
Poems are indeed truly precious gifts
In hearts of poets, and those they uplift.
Whenever feeling lonely or upset
Go ahead, read aloud from a poet's text
You will feel better, it's a guarantee
Words written with love, sent to you from me.
Liars spend their days
touting insincerity
oozing insecurity
Do they stand a chance
when their tongues
no longer dance
This
gooey
and
oozing
chocolate
laden
cake,
tempts me,
beckons me,
it's weakening
my resolve
and as
the
icing
starts to drip
I feel
the
diet
end!
31/03/2023
Waltz Wave Poem
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
The feel of mud oozing between my toes
Watching an ant going about its business,
Bizarre ideas crossing my mind are those
Causing my brain to spiral into dizziness.
I am captivated by silly, mundane things
That no one else would think of trying,
Like writing a poem about guitar strings
Or feeling elation when a mouse is dying.
I need no affirmation for small trivialities
Merely recognizing that they do exist
Acknowledging my need for frivolities,
I could mention a few more on my list!
Things that captivate my full attention
Are those things pricking my imagination
There are far too many to get a mention,
Making me exclaim, "What in tarnation!"
Written October 6, 2022
I spot you writhing
in your shell
undersized however
you possess an ocean
tally and release a tide
bestow your
tenderness to distinctive
forsake, further
vacuous chest
until slender bird
abandons nidus
his feathers come to
craft a verse of reliance
what a precious devotion
It's a ballad that...
I always create for you.
Written: September 30, 2022
don't crave my chimera
string loudness and dew
bloom explodes in my stream
A cluster of crepuscle rainbows
It comes from
devotedness for you
don't steal my daydreams
the ocean I share with you
If the melody
gently has daringness
strike my face
well...
I will wait for you
Written: September 30, 2022
In the piercing thin light
rosette,
you hold coffee
body saver
poem for me
It's the food of youth
& Exotic tea on
a longtail boat
Conveyed to
dismal entity
alone on broken bread
mood spread thin
As inevitable...
as the morning report.
Written: September 30, 2022
Darkness and radiance
frolicsome purport
and access of
visible world and
inconspicuous world
heart to grace
spawn the shades of truth
redeemer
between
contest of awareness
and the depth of the ocean
concealed
beneath the shackles
of humankind
Written: September 30, 2022
The access to our dwelling
cascade
Love and...
leftovers
of a ray of light
and blackness...
dubious sentiment
evermore
toward and aside
from each other...
a double face within a frolic
in fearless truths
hatched from the
cust of the heart
foreseen
Written: September 30, 2022
Grateful I am, being by God breathed,
as soul’s light, within heart’s retrieved.
04-July-2022
THANKFULNESS CRYSTALLINE Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Beata Agustin
Maybe, that pyre is lighting up,
This demising dusk , so dark , so dry,
But , that pyre is cause of some,
Bleeding heart and oozing eyes!
Maybe, these winds are blowing away,
These ashes black and dark dirt,
But these blowing ashes are tearing some,
Oozing eyes and bleeding heart!
Oh , maybe a sudden death, gloom us,
But , everyone in this world will die,
And , maybe time will heal some,
Bleeding heart and oozing eyes!
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