Short Affording Poems
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EARLIER CONTRASTS
anticipated
exuberance
subtle
objective
expectations
with
a
sense
of
scale
affording
reminiscences
in
restless
echos
hallmarked
imagings
Deep inside my past did stir
against the present's whirlwind blur
No picture, story or recording
could match its poignance, affording
me a veil to lift, to uncover
a past well lived, my secret lover
RED, WHITE, AND BLUE
The American Flag
Is not just a rag
Affording protection for you
It isn't waved in frivolous fun
And its colors are guaranteed not to run
27 April 2019
For the contest sponsored by Brian Strand
a solivagant by nature
the need for acceptance grew
hot tears pooled
a phenomenal resilience
affording solace to others
impressive psyche tooled
esperance is the driving force
behind your enigmatic smile
in hiding betrayal you’re well schooled
Bright young things
the class of 2019
Tories with their fresh rosettes
they said they could level up the Red Wall
now bide their time to forgotten promises
in their brazen suites
lost chance saloon in a cavalier fashion
ill affording suffragette society
look at them in their run in
Labour ushers a bravo return,
The Reform party
picks up on the crumbs
of discontent
Pampered like a child, Lord, your grace
Abounds in my heart; and on my face
Reverence for you beams with gratitude
Affording me with a humble attitude
Demonstrating your eternal blessing
Imbuing in me a warm ethereal feeling
Soliciting solace and heavenly happiness
Eliminating my worldly woes and stress.
~12/20/2015
~Paradise Acrostic contest by John Hamilton
As memory fades with advancing age
and movements become sluggish,
I welcome the sedate pace of my life –
affording me time to savour each moment,
as every single one becomes precious.
Recall is tainted, like hues of autumn leaves –
fertile ground for mending broken fences,
as facts no longer serve their purpose.
Till the day the body’s command centre
shuts down for a well-earned rest.
Everybody has the urge,
And, though it may be rare, to splurge,
For sometimes needs and wants converge
And giving in’s rewarding.
We’ll treat ourselves to different things,
Depending on the joy it brings,
Despite the fact that certain flings
Are past what we’re affording.
Yet it may still be worth our while
To spend on what will make us smile,
Since there are times to live in style,
But not go overboarding.
In soft autumn days
I play in the leaves
Spraying them high
Allowing them to filter
Through my stretched fingers
Yellow, orange, and red
Beauty within spread
Happiness in the cool air
Affording great wisps
Blowing in the breeze
Living a long life
Desiring days like these
Where peace and tranquility
Flow from beginning to end
Holding these memories
Deep in our minds
To frequently recall
The love of autumn days
Russell Sivey
I saw you
tip toe through the change
Unflatteringly and seamlessly
You turned from Summer to August
The forebode was bothered
I was sleeveless until you found me
That Tempest wind
with its own perilous sermonizing
The dull fruits were harbingers
from another's basket
Clumps of tenderized grass
ebbing in its lost impress
You scoffed at me
whilst I unwelcomed you
Ill affording me
in the ruffled cross hairs
of spite
Never is there more pleasant a sight
Than a tree standing mighty and upright,
Crowned with a canopy of lush green,
Orange, yellow or hues umpteen.
It's nature's most bountiful blessing
Affording shades cool and pleasing,
Plant a tree or just go and hug one
To experience happiness like none.
In this world of wonderful marvels,
Up high into any star that sparkles
Or into the deep depth of the sea
There's nothing at all like a tree!
His heart did cover my slight presence' action
like edging of a tune as yet not sung.
And then there was no slighting's interaction,
and then there was no listened song's assume.
Like empathy affording harbor's reason,
not burned out as in truth's controlled divorce.
Until I know thy way, there is no entry,
until then - no real exit ... no discourse!
Forever love 'tis in its rightful season
thee here - I being in thy whole enforce!
Oh wife of mine
might I meet you
Might we
Might we
She a beautiful woman
with her own atmospheric
precance.
A charming glory of fondness
and glamour
As subtle as rain
and brash as the sea
a refreshing drink of water
Lady you
are too me
Ode to Love
I thank God your mine
Yielding to My Lovers Needs
She then more than eager
to yield to mine
complaints or favors
affording time
to be together
times Lovers should treasure
Salivation of intent
mouth watering, ne'er extent
I must envision
in practice risk content!
Salvation must be real
or I am only spent
to chew away the corners
unreasoned with resent!
What is then in God's order
surviving daily task
to walk some safety's border
insuring my relapse!
My actions must stay forward
in diplomatic stance
the hungry heart's affording
must emphasize ~ enhance!
Starvation as encumber
eliminating class
is not a Godly answer
but usury's repast!