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Listen to the Wind

The wind off the cold North Atlantic ocean
smells of piquant seawater on its breath,
agreeably pungent, brackish and moist.
The legendary Nor'easter off Newfoundland,
the bane of so, so many ships at sea,
is not a breeze with a soft, caressing hand.
It kicks and knocks and slaps and whacks and thwacks,
pummels and punches, pinches and pushes.
The stolid, sturdy imperturbable island
sits there and puts up with the abuses.

The northeasterly wind is very resentful
of its odiferous reputation.
At night, it simmers and seethes and smolders,
writhes and trembles, weeps and whines, stirs and sulks.
But, like the song says, the wind and sea smells
are "perfume to my soul". I stand alone on shore
and listen to the ocean's roar, wind's whoosh,
and my mind decompresses, destresses;
this is my peace, my serenity. I am home.

The echo returns not

while rain pummels
the beach at my feet
in the dark of night
silence reigns
it hovers

there's a dance
a tug of war
when hearts beat
to my ear drums
loud as loud can be

thump thump goes
my chest while
ghostly shadows
parade across fields
of poppies and lilies

look out across the seas
your eyes haunt me
on through the night
castaway whispers lost
to the crashing of waves


AP: 2nd place 2025

Submitted on March 13, 2025 for contest THE ECHO RETURNS NOT sponsored by UNSEEKING SEEKER  -  RANKED 3RD

Winks, the Deceiver -- Blinks the Deceived

   Possessed by eyes of deceivers
     Stress pummels hearts twice deceived

   If plainly perceived, are nerves believed

Paranoid Nights

Waves of nausea crash against my splintering ribcage,
stomach churning, bile burning through esophageal walls.
Choking on paranoia-fueled delirium,
self-inflicted wounds etched upon a fragile psyche,
all while I try to hold on to some semblance of my humanity.
Push and pull, breaking down walls,
then building them back up, reinforced.
Love never came easy in delusion-filled memories,
always hovering at the cusp of fiction,
ready to strike like a coiled python.
Then, like glass, tears would cascade down,
begging for forgiveness.
Paranoia-induced hallucinations gripped my marrow again,
coursing through tainted bloodstreams,
blinding any sense of reason.
So life imitated drug-soaked nightmares
as my security slipped through calloused fingers once more.
While the rain pummels down against abandoned dreams,
I am haunted by you in this empty house.
Nothing but phantoms of the past roam
in the dead of night,
wailing in the deafening silence,
a requiem for my inner demons’ eternal torment.

Love In The Trenches

Now this is my definition of love
It's much like wrestling in the mud
You get down and dirty
And say things quite flirty
Then it all comes together with a thud

You scream bloody murder together
Promise your undying love forever
Roll over and whisper
The name of her sister
Then you realize that wasn't too clever

She pummels your head without mercy
You attempt to defend against her fury
You start to see rainbows
And a bunch of pretty halos
A ferocious little dynamo this girlie

Well eventually you recover your senses
And are able to put up some defences
You plant a big smacker
On this sweet li'l attacker
Then it's back to love in the trenches

The Handy Heart

You have three hands; the third hand is the heart,
it squeezes and lets go, grabs and releases.

The heart that is a hand
pummels you from the inside when you fall in love,
it does not like to be ignored.

If you fall for another,
you had better let that hand in your heart
know that it’s the best of all hands
or it will forever let go and dump you.

Quantum Crucifictions

Driving in sought direction, a new desire visible 
Slick road delivers destined distance, crystal gleam
Wetness formed by years old tears, bidding for
Proximity begged obligation, historic tenuous team

Mother does his washing, aged forty dependant
Criticises his seldom made choices for connection 
Coddling lacerates love's potential, fear fettered
Prods using paucity, short sighted home protection

Puncture of gilded needles harass prone hands
Punishing silver artillery pummels vulnerable palms
Window low limb conveys wrath of rain's chants
Demands from conflicted agendas tug rugged arms



     
     20th January 
    -  at one's peril to become involved with a man 
    whose Mother or ex wife does his house work

An Earth Rises To Its Star

An Earth Rises To Its Star
Per fortuitous sun, 
befalls in a hard sky,
burst kissed bluing off,
seeds of tried gain calm,
turn pummels to squander,
and set a fast pace to change,
to a sedate sensation, influence,
the awakening elements of earth's
variable forces, components all, in its
wake of contributary spoiling of its world.

2020 March 14

Chained

I succumb
These bonds... they've broken me
trapped in this endless loop where i can find no peace
this life 
It pummels me
The pestle and mortar are much too heavy 
For my limp shoulders
These people 
They're frightening
The demand from me constantly
To be much more than i am
I wish to be set free
This baggage it pulls on me
It drags me to the deep
I insist mutiny
But im no more than one man
I traipse to the edge
Please... Grab my hand

Early Winter Rain

rain drops quickly freeze
to sleet that pummels the ground...
like tiny glass beads

9/7/19

Oh What Misery

Oh what misery!

The heart- 
an indigent and feral beast
kept in lock down
in an inner cage
for my own good

What treachery dwells
within that creature!

It's wiles, 
it's devious nature
eludes my control

and entices me
to act on
base instincts...

that leave me
in want of spirit,
disillusioned...

My awakening to
sensual pleasures
enraptures me...

I am left smitten
and  imprisoned 
to desire

So now...I ask
who is the slave
and who is the master?

The yearning for
carnality overwhelms...

my conscience is 
frozen solid...
immobile

with nothing to mediate
debauched desires

I spin into 
delirium...

wholly lost in
the unholy 
oblivion of reality

I consecrate
my mind,
and I submit
to His will...

however,
I tread on 
the edge
of a delicate
imbalance-

Obtuse
to the destruction
that
pummels my will
and dedication

me,
now a willing
participant of 
egregious sin

I wallow 
in self-pity

Oh, what misery!


Sample for my 8 word challenge contest


John Derek Hamilton
August 14,2019

Pathetic

Rain pummels my soul
beast holds dear, weakening me
Looks of anguish, anger me
Impatience runs through
as their dejected glances
burn. I am weak in their eyes.

Haiku-Those Falling Leaves

hail pummels my door
autumn gives way to winter ...
path of burnished leaves



penned 26 Oct 2018

contest: haiku or senyru.

Shy Lilies

In the orange tree
a fledgling mockingbird's
needle shriek
stabs the cochlear idyll
of our garden.

I can't bring myself 
to the cemetery
where summer's ascendant fahrenheit
pummels orchids on your grave
that I didn't place,
the very arcs of white halos
blooming beside the patio
in shaded numbness.

Now my prayer is for lilac silence
of shy lilies, forgetting last night
when dreaming of wishing blood
from roses on your stone.
In granite paralysis it wouldn't rise,
yet you were there beside me
and still alive.

Nourishment

movement of each echo     
  pummels  ^  til outside     
    the confines of self     
    
slits in sacred hallows     
sustain aromatic nectar     
   holding true to life     
    
    ~ where ~     
    
sunsets drip her touch     
`a serene contentment     
lain on raised breaths     
    
vision's arisen ^ in fourths     
raining down an illuminate     
a speckle surrounding time     
       
gasping for precious air     
suspended   stunning   
emotional radiance 

~rests~

amidst red brushed 
rivers rushed 
eloquently floating  by

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