Short Afternoons Poems

autumn afternoons
all the melancholy winds
come to visit me...

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The maple tree is my
shade on summer's afternoons
while drinking Ko...

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Inclement sun rays
Warm September afternoons
Quenching cold water...

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Every afternoon I'm the poet
     that accompanies the sun
     diving into the horizon...

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...soar, celestial tunes,

   o'er soul's muggy afternoons

   pale, crescent moons ......

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In the afternoons, I distance
    is my mode to emulate sunset
      because I am also a sun... !...

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whiz by, dragonfly,

         balmy afternoons, goodbye,

                   summer gone, winds sigh !...

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Enchanting hills laugh
Beyond the ridge of nature  
Afternoons shimmer


Countryside’s beam light
From the sunsets of glory 
Upon the white birch...

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Fifty years still here

wrinkles starting to appear 

strong extra mature.

fifty is just a number

afternoons I just slumber.



18th April 2017....

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You assume I am happy
at the mall, at the beauty parlor,
at the cocktail afternoons with the girls.
Look in your wallet.
The plastic cards
don't say, "I Love You!"...

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Mornings of  rubies and sapphires are fine
  Afternoons  of Topaz and turquoise  divine
Evenings with Emeralds   shine bright
But nothing compares to a Black Diamond night...

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summer afternoons

hot breath of summer
 even the dark shadows sweat ~
  solstice stupor

sweltering doldrums
 heat waves rise on sallow breaths ~
  only the bees buzz...

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Sunday Afternoons

America's beloved game

Its name is Football.

 

(January 23, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...

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In dusty Karoo towns
Sunday afternoons are 
sentences of solitary confinement

Deserted streets
closed doors and windows
No sign of life

One wonders if the rapture
has taken place...

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I'm lost in words
I cannot write a poem
Is this a word depression
I await wet Autumn afternoons
for obituaries on past poets
Dead horizons roll on their heads
towards an uncertain future...

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On those hot summer's afternoons around five,
there's nothing that soothes like a rich ice cream;
sweaty kids can't wait for Mr. Softee to arrive
and they run while their hysterical moms scream!...

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The
first rain
of Autumn
falls quietly
on sun-dried pastures
left after Summer's long

afternoons. The first rain
of Autumn creates
silvered puddles 
reflecting
a dark
sky
...

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tropic afternoons 
spent on her Antarctic glares 
my dent on cosmos







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Date: 25 / 12 / 2016

Form Haiku...

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One day I was sitting in a field
Ogling at my afternoons yield
When across the road I seen
A lovely meadow so green
Cars don't see fur as a shield










http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/humour-4.php...

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Fall Pleasure

On autumn soaked afternoons
When bits of fall confetti ride breezes,
Or tumble to the ground,
Settle in a comfy chair
Wrapped in cozy, a cinnamon scent,
Cup of cider and a little chocolate something....

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Today day is like
A caspsule of our whole life
Every morning a beginning
A start so fresh and clean

Because afternoons
Are so hectic
And evenings 
Are regretful

So thank our God
For life
For a chance
For mornings...

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I fondly remember Road Runner cartoons
That amused us until weekend afternoons
Wile E. got just desserts
On that barren desert
But I wished Acme mailed him Kevlar balloons

12/28/15  for combination of three words contest...

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Golden shoulders
Green grass

Bright nails
Faded shirts

Big sunglasses
Little movement

Water fights
Washed cars

Busy schedules
Lazy afternoons

Floating rivers
Sinking sun

No sweatshirt
No inhabitions

I'll miss you, summer....

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I shutter the windows
and secure the doors
and seal myself
in inner rooms
far from 
the booms
the flashes
the shivering static
that shoots 
through the air
on these summer afternoons
when no one is here....

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Truth
that never lets up
is cruel.
Objectively, Daniel was real
for two afternoons a month
plus a long story of checkered youth
and shaded manhood.
But when he has died
Daniel's reality looms over her
like the god of storms....

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