Quite Poems

Quite Delight

Shine the light
Day or night
Make it bright  
 
You just might 
Want to write 
Black and white

It's alright 
Bite the fight
Make it right

Queen Quite

O kabab merchant, thy skewer!
Fresh fish on the line!
And, moreover, in a blur -
Life, be unrefined!

Tangled are the strands of Fate?
Causality, roam!
Make a meal of small, ye great?
Lie down in the loam?

Well, we hope not, young fellow.
Let's keep it mellow.
Otherwise the killing blow?
Mine or thine below?

That is how it tends toward.
Yes, but why this time?
O

A Whale Quite Vast

 

Inspired by image #1
"Did you know Orcas can live 70 - 100 years."

                                         

Gorgeous Faerie Queen was not quite right

Although she looked like a dainty delight
That gorgeous faerie queen was not quite right
Bad-talked people before they were out of sight
She was grouchy and mean, all day and night

Her green eyes were glowing, extremely bright
She had blonde hair that was curly and light
She appeared two weeks ago just past twilight
What comes from her mouth simply

Things may not be quite as they seem

There is order to my chaos
an urgency to make things right
I have ambitions I can taste
dreams that must be set in motion
once I see the morning light

There is order some my chaos
a plan when all you see is madness
I fear that I’ll run out of time
I long to leave my affairs most orderly
A fine book

Nothing Too Beautiful Lasts Quite A While

These manly hands
have held another
image itched in eternal stone
looked on by an admirer
running through crowds:
feeling so lost and so alone! 

Nothing too beautiful lasts quite a while,
it has the fragility of a delicate, perfumed rose
soon to be snatched by a lover of ardent prose...
ready to conquer the wild eyes of sapphire! 

Any poet staring at

In the quite, You stayed

In English, we say:
"I can't stop thinking about you."

But in poetry, we say:
I know we just met,
but I couldn't sleep last night—
your voice played on repeat in the quiet corners of my mind.

This morning, I kept wondering...
how it feels when someone runs their fingers through your hair,
how your heart responds to a touch that speaks

Quite a Sight

Phoebe and her brother and sisters loved to play, like capricious wind;
And many robust children lived nearby, like green nature, an old friend.

The Clarks lived in town, like turquoise neptune, in caramel sun orbit;
And also relied upon retiring early, to enable early rising. Dewy carpets!

Father worked daily in the factory, while Mother was a proficient

Not Quite So

Fervent poet’s quest, 
thorough scan for synonym,
 close fit or match flop

Almost but not quite

Having been, seen and so known,
light of our true self full blown,
although we know who we are,
we operate below par.

How much longer should we wait,
to fully assimilate,
this awareness all the time,
mirroring heart’s bliss beat chime?

Locked Inside

I’ve got so much to say,
But my words don’t come out right.
Thoughts stacked in my chest,
Heavy, ready to fight.

I try to speak, but I freeze,
The words just slip away.
I need to let it all out,
But I don’t know what to say.

I’m screaming inside,
But my voice won’t break through.
I just need someone to listen,
To hear what

not quite turiya

bliss dewdrops sprinkled on our head
signal we are by God’s hand led
holding our soul in close embrace
as we mindfully on earth tread

steps toward heaven we retrace
that here now we may see God’s face
for tomorrow may be too late
since ego we’ve failed to efface

though strobes of bliss do not abate
strangely uncertain seems our fate
since our focus

Not Quite What I Meant

My favorite sheets are cotton;
One set’s yellow, one is blue.
They feel as cool and crisp as they
First did when they were new.

They’re covered in fish swimming.
(They are skipjack, I was told,
Or at least what was described online
From where the sheets were sold.)

It recently occurred to me
That when I go to sleep,
Although I wish I’d stay

Quite the Catch

You continue to impress me
With everything you do
And you can do most anything 
That you put your mind to
You truly are amazing
A tiger through and through 
And to top it off you're gorgeous
There's no one else like you

Quite Simply Put

Just what have I done with my life
                A man put that question to me
I started to think and I gave him a wink
   But my mind drew a blank, well, let’s see

I’ve not built a bridge made

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