Irish accents quake my female southland.
Males 'neath Newsboy Caps stimulate dreamland.
Irish yearns may want touch,
Did not seek to feel such.
Ireland trips could stimulate mate's backhand.
The beauty of the wilderness
The ghost I never called
And now it’s coming down to this
The promise has been sold
We walk here in this nothingness
Of fortune yet untold
Of caring in this gracefulness
The daring and the bolt
The pain that never left my side
The mourning of the night
The wounds of each and every fight
How could time set this right
The tender and courageous fate
The abyss of the fairy lake
Was calling from some desert state
Where no one merely prayed
The dispersal of a heavy weight
How come those sweetest blossoms wake
Just that outrageous late
Where nightly mornings quake
A quake took place
between my shoulder blades
teeth ground to dust behind my face
the scraping of tectonic plates
scared me to my hiding place
bottles and blankets, a child’s space
it cannot withstand the shakes
that are now all too commonplace.
A thought
Of dreed
A primal fear
Sends a shiver
A quiver
Down the spine
And through
The soul
That makes
The body shake
And quake
A quick glance around
To see
If anyone noticed
The impromptu
Involuntary dance
Of the soul
In your body
That held
It down
That thought
That dreed
Those tortures
Of your
Soul
stealthily hiding behind gray white mists
wispy smoke rising heavenward in twists
within caldera red hot lava boils
menacing flora, fauna and topsoils
beware if ground beneath feet starts to quake
creating distance the best choice to make
don't count on Planet Earth being your friend
always has potential to bring our end
please try not to take it personally
planets must do what comes naturally
do not expect any introduction
even for events of mass destruction
universe does what universes do
adapting to the results falls on you
Earth quakes
Rocks slip
Tremors
jolting
Tins clash
Men scream
Ground cracks
Mud caves
Sea growls
Boats sway
Waves roar
Tides crash
Birds roost
Beasts cry
Fear creeps
Knees shake
Rubble
surrounds
Fate sneers
Death waits
God helps
Quake stills
All wreck
No death
Silence
pervades
May.29.2022
~Placed eighth~
A Brian Strand Premiere Poetry Contest
Have a Horn Haiku
saw each Aspin quake
another big breath would take
then my breakfast make
after we had supped
whole world Putin would disrupt
extremely corrupt
destruction apply
his modus operandi
harm all he would try
price to pay for peace
we must respect police
nephew or a niece
what we all had heard
Putin and herd are absurd
up much trouble stirred
My poems are either part of the
problem or part of the solution.
Why would Putin want to destroy
whole country. What will he have
to gain by destroying whole country?
Did the earth weep when we paved the streets
Tarmac. cobbles, flat slabs of grey stone
Leaving merely holes for trees long roots?
Covering in our cities all that’s deep
Startling ancient graves and bits of bone
Did the earth weep when we paved the streets?
Motorways increased that tarmacked roof
As we drive our ruinous cars alone
Leaving there no holes for trees long roots
In the hidden depths beneath our feet
Live the riches, seeds awaiting growth
Did the earth weep when we paved the streets?
As the trees bloom we see our deceit
We want it all but do not pay nor mourn
Leaving there small holes for trees long roots
Once an orchard, now so sterile, torn
The gardens became car parks bleak, forlorn
Did the earth quake when we paved the streets
Leaving merely holes for trees long roots?
Quiet fault lines wake up.
Quivering earth rumbles,
Quickly igniting fears;
Qualms of disaster loom.
Quality of buildings -
Questionable if safe.
Quest begins for relief.
7/28/19
What a horrifying two days people in California had,
I was shocked, my breath taken away, so very sad,
For all my poetry soup friends that live there or close,
Hope you are all safe, you must have all with fear froze,
Our prayers are with you, and you are in everyone’s thoughts,
Hope scare for more earthquakes has lessened, love you lots!
Mother Earth shivers violently, quakes;
Her fracked core splits apart and
She weeps for her children.
W# Earth quake
So silently clear nature stands still
Few seconds stood on that hill
Rumble like thunder in the distance
Earth calling our very existence
The ground it shakes what seems eternity
What is this? Have I lost my sanity
A silence again fills the air
Earth again still as if nothing to declare
Sweet song of birds fill the air
Did what happen, happen
Nature returns everywhere
The gentle roar of a plane in the distance
Life goes on for all in existence
The Earth it Moans and groans
Death and destruction this time postponed.
Quake sleep for now
Thanks for the warning
Another day is dawning
The copse of aspens quake.
Horses graze and cows laze
as languid summer splays
emeralds in its wake,
low fields to overtake
the prospect's cyan glaze.
Immutable the sun
in lambent saffron drape
above the lucid scape
contemplates the glisten,
auscultates the paean,
the whispering of crepe
as runes the leaves impart
to dulcify the heart.*
*Hexsonnetta is a form invented by Andrea Dietrich
1/7/18
Cool calm heart of mine
trembled on shock of betrayal.
Fault shown on status mental.
Appeared weeping wavy fault line.
How to endure so pain?
How to heal mental assault?
New zeal, how to exalt?
You left: What would remain?
Pierced passion just to perplex.
Whirled emotion in sinking vortex.
Sown by beings courageous
The seeds of unsayables
Streak across landscapes echoless,
Vast and conscious of our mindsets,
To sprout home a shift paradigm
That gives insights to the sightless, quake not,
And voices to the mute.
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