Short Adapts Poems
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An asteroid ascends;
Affects aphelion.
Anomaly adapts
An astral as ascribed.
Absolute accomplished
Auroras apparent
Art arranging above.
Written: 10/4/2020
quirk of fate
plans are changed
heart cheerfully adapts
the vast vibrant void too smiles
beaming at nonchalance
as innocence oozes
blissful fragrance
23-April-2023
soul’s resolve adapts
to imposed limitations
acceptance sets in
but the Phoenix yet stirs
holding steady focus
in stoic fortitude
awaiting resurrection
in timeless time
as ordained
Three-hundred-and-sixty-five children he had
That he left orphans and all of them were sad
The new year comes with vigor and lots of joy
Adapts the orphans, in his service to employ!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
31 December 2019
Is randomness designed,
can the dice roll more defined
Is entropy a map,
less complex as time adapts
Can ignorance be renamed,
as a home for knowledge gained
Can the circle then be squared
—arcs and angles still to share
(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: May, 2019)
orchid has fascinated scientists
Charles Darwin wrote her up in a book in 1862
She is a complex flower, who has evolved
achieving self-pollination and cross-pollination
Delicate, aromatic and pretty.
She adapts her color shape and odor
Prefers to attract male insects
because she is a female?
All along it hasn't been enough
being as myself.
I wanna be the ocean
so that I never feel empty.
Never again, incomplete.
While listening to the sound
of the deep that surrounds me.
A sign of relief
that adapts to the sea.
For all the fallen dreams
seeking clarity inside of me.
I wanna be the ocean.
WINDOW PEACE
Bird darts
Behind the blankets and the sheets
Crushed hearts
Tear holes in lives that once were neat
Day shines
On grieving heads too sad to lift
Refines
Life that adapts to steely gifts
Moon glows
To ease eyes on a broken place
And
I’m told
My endless peace rests in your face
Victoria Anderson-Throop 12/03/12
Juja, Kenya
The physical aggression found in the male
is the verbal expression of the female,
they talk they gossip they attack reputations,
men war go to battle and resolve confrontations,
the results always favour the dominant force,
and that be the bully who will reap the rewards,
the species attacks because it adapts,
the victims are helpless and that is a fact
Our Friendship,
Has No Shape,
It Can’t Be Measured,
With A Tape…
Our Friendship,
On Blue Sky,
With Full Of Colors,
Means God Make…
Our Friendship,
Tastes Like Cake,
It’s Sweet Cute &,
Never Fake…
Our Friendship,
Feels Genuine & True,
Here’s Wishing,
A Happy Nice Life To U…????
Our Friendship,
Flows Like”Sagar“Wave,
It Adapts According To,
Situation & Matter…
In the world of introverts and extroverts, she is unknown
She adapts herself with the person she attaches to
Is this a real place for her to be grown
Or just a mere illusion, still to be known.
Is being an introvert glorified to know the inner-self
Or an extrovert connects to the world nicely
But what if she doesn't know who she is herself
Writing this poetry to express her feelings precisely.
wu wei is the path of Tao
of going with the flow of nature
a metaphor of water
which adapts to any shape
always flowing
always yielding
soft, yet in time can cut
and shape rock
a lesson of Tao
________________________
March 13, 2023
Poetry/Verse/The Teachings of Tao
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1531-232-13
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
("Cheek to Cheek", 2024, original encaustic)
Key to the Highway
Everybody knows
Deep down in their bones
That what you see
Is what you get
The mind being a
Conditional thing
Adopts, adapts,
reflects, refracts
Whatever it is
We focus upon
Be it heaven
Or be it hell
So remember this
As you make your way
That what you see
Is what you get
But what you look for
Now there
Is the key
(2/19/24)
heart is its own enemy when pursuing truth,
it is hampered by compassion and wily doubt,
adapts the events to suit its own narrative,
in its journey from birth to its final last beat,
cannot tell the thief from the saviour and the saint,
wisdom may know, but the heart lives and dies a child!
Premier contest winner 2
Bite size poem 74 poetry contest
Line Gauthier sponsored
written 20/10/2023
12 syllables each line
free verse
free flowing hair, wistfully twisting in childhood.
SHE plants her feet firmly;
HER foundation of safety and security.
HER heart beats petals of joy;
HER inner mouth curves upwards.
but like a sturdy oak, with boughs on hips,
and like an owl, with steady gaze,
HER eyes will follow the girl’s date as he pulls her outdoors,
for he forewarned HER, this teen in a trench coat.
SHE adapts to the darkness of the Black Forest.
She's been knocked down
Or she's got knocked Up,
She might loose her life
Or she brings a life,
She fights for her life
Or she adapts to new life,
She's in a state of coma
Or she can't tell d owner,
She hears d prayers said for her
Or she hears d jeers made at her,
She's just 17 & screams 'I can't go'!
Or she's just 17& screams 'pussshh'!
She sees his face & she's scared
Or she sees his face & she's happy,
She meets d reaper & she's gone
Or she sees her baby & he's Born.