Short A Hundred Poems
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A Poet
A poet dies a hundred deaths
A poem is the executioner
May a hundred lantern will enlighten
You. Yours.
A lifetime with a sublimation, You
May your sky enlighten me. Within.
my weary trudge along a hundred miles
through rugged roads lead my steps~
to a closed iron gate
If You have only a hundred dollars
Doubling that isn't so much.
But if you give it to a Broker
You just bought half his lunch.
Crashing salt trucks
A brief reprieve from the cold
But not from the other
Unwanted warmth of
A hundred score burning bodies
Angels
rejoice
more
for one healed
sinner
than for
a hundred
who
haven’t
— sinned
(1st Book Of Prayers: July, 2024)
our house is on freeze
a hundred degrees outside
I need a blanket
I got outside to warm up
Fall asleep in the sun
with the cat
a hundred year
blinds covered
in dusty
of the bathroom
exactly
cutting across
on a sunny afternoon
with the space between them.
He had worked hard all his life, but
he was denied admission
because the other guy was ten points dumber
but a hundred points blacker
Kansas used to be brown and dry
She is green with fluffy trees now
She used to be hot in August
Now she is at a hundred degrees in May
oiled walnut desk
ornate fancy vintage
gift from a great aunt
a hundred years old
too small to be utilized
homes gorgeous landmark
"Have lived thousands of days; Have loved a hundred loves;
Have written thousands of words; And this has been enough."
One can be too many,
a hundred not enough
When truth battles fear
—all diamonds in the rough
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)
Two silk worms from east Shanghai
Had a fight; can’t tell you why
To settle the clash,
A hundred yard dash,
They both ended up in a tie!
Any act of kindness, mercy, and love rates more than a hundred poems talking about it!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
22 May 2018
Hundred legs climbing
To reach the queen of the hill
Who keeps kicking, but
I'll climb a hundred times more,
That hill is calling me home
Less lustered now, the once proud sheen
Of that silken-petaled rose,
As from the wilting touch of a hundred hands
Its fragrance, festered flows.
A spell cast
A promise of a hundred years
I am for you at last
Will follow till the end
Of time.
Bite Size Poem no.40 Poetry Contest
As my memory gives me fits,
an elephant never forgets.
It should come as no surprise
that a head of such huge size
holds a hundred gigabits.
A peacock who is grounded as he flies,
will freely psychedelicize.
Take notice as you stare.
Slowly become aware.
His tail is a hundred eyes.
When I am idle and alone…
That is when the good possibilities are ruled out.
It is like watching a hundred shooting stars burn out forever.
Addicted to sugar
And all that makes me fat
One little cookie
Who’s fooling who
One is too many
A hundred not enough
AP: 1st place 2020
Diamonds and roses, a wall
Painted with blood and tears
Glass slippers, a ball
Slept for a hundred years
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Wisha, washa, washing up,
I dropped my mum's favourite cup,
It fell onto the tile floor,
A hundred pieces maybe more,
My mum just might crackup.
The greedy provisions made to last him a hundred lives but failed to make any for afterlife!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
24 January 2017