Shakes Poems

wind shakes my oak tree

wind shakes my oak tree
she moves like an old rag doll
leaves as limp as yarn

Frozen Shiver Shakes

Icebergs floated all around me –
frozen is no place to safely flee.
I fell down on an ice crystal,
then I heard you whistle
and felt myself turn towards bold
so I could leave this place so cold.

So many crevices and cracks.
Frigid ice coated my back.
A glacier's huge backhand
flew our memories to slush land.

As my shivers began to shake,
I

The Window Shakes

The window shakes from rain fast-beating,
From grey-torn clouds the sky fast-fleeting,
Relentless vapours madly swirling,
First autumn deluge earthwards hurling.

The chimney howls from wind mad-rushing,
From gutters pour full floods out-gushing,
Remorseless gales and gusts hard pressing,
Each earthly structure's strength assessing.

Yet safe within those walls defending,
With firelight glow and shadows blending,
Two children small, the storm unheeding,
At Mother's knee, her

drops and shakes

Rain begins like
glass, foreshadow 
someone in the window
pane screech

like chalk,  
leaves on the
sidewalk, her stepped
on, stepped through
poetry —

birdsong chérie
survival of femininity
even loose wing's
tree love kind —
she said 

limbs without fingers
tear at the stitches 
in my eyes —
clinging, wet

I would love to share with you one talk, but my soul shakes 2

And when I asked if you knew of the bet,
You said you didn’t, pretending with no regret.

Then I started to ramble, all confused,
Apologized a thousand times, felt used.
When I tried to explain, you shut me out,
I kept on apologizing, left in doubt.

I sent you a message on .. again,
You unblocked me but said nothing then.
I

I would love to share with you one talk, but my soul shakes 1

Hey,
Everything started for you on Sunday night,
For me? It had begun on Friday, in plain sight.
How silly it was, I didn't think it through,
How did it not change or influence my view?
Because I liked you then, I really did, it's true.
Yes, I was in love with you, that’s a fact,
Still no reason to dwell on

In the night when the moon shakes its silver over waves of dreams

In the night when the moon shakes its silver over waves of dreams,
A woman opens the gate to her heart, feeling too much, too deeply,
In the trance of words that turn into butterflies of light and shadows of omens,
As if the cycles of life and children of glass and islands of emerald could not fill

An Atheist Shakes the Bishop's Hand

The ring depicts a promise of fidelity.
I smile as you stand in your cloak.
That headgear is the symbol of the tongues of fire.
I smile as you receive that formal mitre,
while that pastoral staff is a shepherd's crook.

I smile as I know that staff will be used
to smite a great oaken door.
I smile as I hear

Relapse

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.

The Shakes

A sudden storm
The constant knee shaking is my only warmth 
Sweat trickles off my hands
My brain can’t keep up with its own demands

It comes and goes in waves
Kind of like a phase
A phase that sticks around
In an empty room yet still feel surrounded

A sudden case of the shakes
A sudden case of which I can not

Keep the Change

Changes in weather are mostly to cold.
So much harder to do as we grow old.
When done, we regret not doing it sooner.
Dillydallying, a renowned late-bloomer.

Change is oft forecast as a gentle breeze,
Refreshing our spirits, setting at ease,
Offering rewards of a brighter dawn,
With lives uplifted, with good hope reborn.

But change can be fierce, its tempest untamed,
Shattering

Misty Over Milk Shakes

I was a simple picture of a person,
just a gulp of a guy.
She was not my first girl; she was my second.

It was a Dairy Queen date,
banana milkshakes,
me tanking-up on her foggy eyes,
imagining her naked muggy
female parts.

Then that she abruptly
slammed her wet wriggling mind
down on to the plastic tabletop.
A floppy thing it was, with no

The Soul That Shakes the World

Inside this purple pen, is the Hope in
my life that never ends.
From outside sources, it never comes!
That is darkness for sure, wherein there
is just a glint of the sun.

Humanity on its knees, oh please!
Humming morbidly, “ Let my people 
go??”
Let us rise and tell our leaders clearly,
“To your all your rules and restrictions,
we say, without

Sipping Strawberry Shakes

Samantha Sloan is sophisticated and somewhat successful
Surprisingly, she struggles when situations seem stressful
So, she saw a syndrome specialist, Dr. Sabrina Shortcakes.
She simply suggested sipping succulent strawberry shakes.

Samantha found serenity while slurping such syrupy sweets
Surrendering to slumber, she slept on scented silk sheets 
Spent all her savings, but she's safe and spiritually secured
sailing the Sea of

Clip It Mop It Gang Shakes Us Up

Clip it Mop it Loved Gallagher’s Pocket
Inside ready to hide …. Lucy’s Locket

Clip it Mop it was the bad sort of bloke
Bullying others said it was a joke.

Strip it Clock it and I had had enough
We thumped CM, decided to get tough

Clip it Mop it ran to get Boomerang
They came back with silly jangly clang

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