Short 77 Poems
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Like a spider skirting around its' web
The Sun hustled about the clouds
On golden legs
That spotted a re-folding sea.
Dream the impossible.
Make your goal the possible.
Believe in yourself.
Believe you can do it,
And its almost done.
Spring with lunch
To play a bunch,
With eyes anew,
A differant you
Sits deep inside,
A differant me outside.
(Wink)
orange blossoms
sweet nectar
bee attraction
spring flowers
breaking ground
peek a boo
robin
feast on worms
full nest
Epigram #77:
PAIN
Heed the sharp pricks that poke,
Pain clusters more to choke.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
16 April 2015
Singapore
I'm currently in
a velutinous mood; Hell
were unable to
find a specific purpose.
But only until what grows
inside me, at last gets cropped.
(5-75-77-7)
2 exercise regimens,
4 movies,
12 books,
26 CDs,
77 shows,
98 piano songs to be learned,
339 pictures to be taken,
And yet,
There is nothing
Much to do,
But to sleep
And dream of you.
Standing on the loma
My eyes into the source of the wind,
My eyes alite upon a song
The birds had done it long,
For the pounding roll of ocean waves
Did a tattoo accompaniment of practiced eons.
Evening dreams weave in reds and whites,
Wandering greens and browns,
Slender black hairs fall so gently down,
Jingling sounds of tiny cymbals
Rise as dancing starts
Electing movement as a choice.
Hazed horizons
hanging low,
Lines of clouds
that start to go
Higher till their over head.
Trilling notes from hawks
on high
Riding winds
within the sky,
Call the sun to bed6-19-
The sticks on the hill
were brushed when they were wet,
Lay with a pattered smoothness,
The bushes 'round which they swept
Bulged their greenly leaves,
Stony stairs on an uphill way
creased a toe of the world.
Sinuous arms reach West and East
And curved with a gentle bend
Told me the nearness of a dear
eternal friend,
More strand sprouters
came to join
Whatever fun could be devised by merging
thoughts.
Spring shows God's wonders*
nature's thanksgiving praises
delight heaven's host
*Psalm 77:14 Thou art the God that doest wonders: thou hast declared thy strength among the people.
March 28, 2019
Moments pass as they wait
Following strands of braided fate
Slowly moving split cells
Keeping us from shouting yells
Holding for the visions dear
That always start this time of year
To keep me going near
The whisper maker of my ear.
Quatrain #77:
PLAY
Prize your brief stay with cheery face,
Look then for ways to live with grace;
Ask for wise say to sparkle bright,
Yield precious play in fragrant space.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
18 October 2015
Singapore
Stool Stopped and Lost Cool
Someone had really lost their cool;
When she stopped having a stool;
If you do,
It is true,
Not in a swimming pool or vestibule.
Jim Horn
5,555 - 4,476 = 79
until I reach goal.
Will be 77 on June 26th.
death came in the dawn
fringes of sweet petals die
fading like a dream
___________________
December 5, 2012
Poetry/Haiku/the flower
Copyright Protected, ID-12-4407-77-05
All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France
The flowing fire of day
Melted into the night
High o'er head the moon was out
Showing only half its light.
Dates made before this moment
Kept past their passing
Each a gem concentrically strung
On threads of fragmentary Nows ,
Waiting to meet their weaver.
Democratic front-runners take the stage
All fired up with Progressive rage
Medicare for All, a higher minimum wage
~ The audience wonders about their age
Ages as of Election Day 2020:
Bernie Sanders - 79
Joe Biden - 77
Elizabeth Warren - 71
My Mother Gave Birth To Me
On this day to me my mother gave birth,
Here in America a truly wonderful earth;
Where we go,
Shall love so;
Will thank God who is beyond all worth.
Jim Horn
I am 77 on June 26th and wife will be
73 on June 30th. That is a total of 150
years.
Seventy Seven
Written: by Tom Wright
1/15/2016
77 Feels Like,
Going From Fine China
To Styrofoam Cups and Paper Plates;
The gourmet meals, life formerly volunteered,
Have vanished from the menu, leaving unexhausted items
I’m found without appetency for.
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Seventy Seven
Written: by Tom Wright
1/15/2016
77 Feels Like,
Going From Fine China
To Styrofoam Cups and Paper Plates;
The gourmet meals, life formerly volunteered,
Have vanished from the menu, leaving unexhausted items
I’m found without appetency for.
Two storied teams
Creme-de-la-creme
Yet one has to lose
To sing the blues
Tear-stained its dreams
______________________
University of North Carolina
nipped Duke University in a
game for the ages tonight,
81-77, and goes on to play
Kansas for the national
championship Monday night.
do you
hear
the sound
the voices?
the music
ripples
through
my being..
stimulates
such joy
and
contentent
I lift
my hands..
the emotion
pours forth
in
streams
of
consciousness
inspired by clip of Sibelius Finlandia
I meditate
to find inner peace. . .
will I earn more earth years?
_______________________
October 20, 2019
Poetry/Questionku/Finding My Zen
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1190-077-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Get In Touch With Your Zen
sponsor, Richard Lamoureux
Second Place