Short Akimbo Poems

Quill still as the sky
motionless arms akimbo
severe writer's block....

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The powers that be in the World stand akimbo


The people in all countries hold their breath in limbo!...

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Arms akimbo
Feet widths apart
Chin lifted slightly
Trusting inner sagacity
Knowing we are
Demi-Gods/ddesses...

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lake, black waterfowl -
on bare tree; wings akimbo -
comorant


NOTE: I did get a video on my not-so-good cellphone
(c)Deo, Nov.13, 2021...

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Venus de Milo sought high and low 
for her arms akimbo.  Long ago 
I offered to look too 
for those two lost ampu- 
tated limbs, but naught said that bimbo....

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Sue got wedged on the exercise bike
And she doesn’t look so lady like
With both legs akimbo
She looked like a bimbo
Told the trainer to go take a hike!




20th July 2015...

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I’m on the bed with my legs akimbo
Guess I’m looking like a wanton bimbo
My hubby needn’t fear
It’s just my routine smear
Not for nookie with my lover Jimbo!

5th February 2017...

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mucho akimbo, all elbows and knees,
sudden as summer rain, white as paper,
he falls thorugh doors and windows;

then,

closed like a shop on Sunday,
window eyed, still as a nightbrook,
a dry wheel under clouds; silent...

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At picnics Sue's legs are akimbo
No panties, but Sue ain't  no bimbo
It keeps pesky flies
Landing on our pies 
Our days out are never in limbo!

Your best New Limerick Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin 

02/03/20...

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Hearts aplomb
limbs poised akimbo.

Staved frozen grass
which to sip
thy morn' dew









Picture inspired:
snow covered ground
with a small tree growing
bare branches except
for the red hearts blooming
on the tips of each branch...

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knock, knock RAP RAP RAP
trick or treat says Dracula
she answered the door.....

feet pitter patter
dragging candy sack behind
hands akimbo this:

fool me once, shame me
fool me twice watch my finger....
Lightning bolt from hell

for Linda's Haiku contest...

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Impulse of passion
Breeze in rapture of petals
Stolen kisses dance 

Limbs fall akimbo
Dark eyes lazily flutter
Tresses swirl outward 

Tango fills the air
Rolling frolic pirouettes
Beyond lovers' bliss

Heartbeats entangle
Pheromones perfume rouge cheeks.
Trance dancers retreat....

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Mounds of papers, ragged, uneven as if elbows flaring at angles severe
   Pens akimbo, dog-eared reminders, fading memorabilia
You-Name-It was all piled there only yesterday, only yesterday
   
Somehow dumpier now that it's been stripped bare of
   What gave it character, its empty drawers ajar...

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Oh sleep you blissful monster! ally of death, where 
   have you been?
I sought for you all night long, my eyes at akimbo
   as in a den.              
When men were ploughing the ground to destroy
   their  plight
                   
Then you came for me like a thief in the living
    daylight.
Oh sleep!! not now for i want to pick my pen....

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As the body awakens
from the lure of slumber,
involuntary reactions
send limbs akimbo,
often with results
hilarious and violent
to rebuff once dormant
instincts of preservation.

A giggle escapes
within the thrill
of righteous struggle
as armies of cells
fill the whole with
magnetically-charged
gusts of lifting ether
levitating souls onward....

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A poem is written to be read
If only by the poet.
Of course, it's gratifying if
To others she can show it.

But oftentimes, the words remain
Just floating there, in limbo,
The writer standing to the side
With head cocked, arms akimbo.

Yet even if no feedback comes,
The poet's had her say
And when she reads what she has penned,
She smiles and feels okay....

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Strutting a glowing plumage;
.        The cockerel stood akimbo,
     Lord of the manor, realm in view,
          All the hens rambunctious,
       As unease pervades the realm,
          Skirmishes here and there.
 Lo, above the sky a marauding crow, swooping,
           Swooping and picking a hen,
           In the realm of the cockerel,
.       For a meal, a meal fit for a crow....

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This poetry paints you
At the camera's flaw without a
clue.

Your hair packed and long
Blue eyes, young

Your ears vacant of earrings
As you pose in the stairs of rings.

A flash of teeth white
Your face smile light.

A pose of a crescent
Akimbo of which I can assent.

Fine purple dress
A pair of heels, a colour express.

I have just word portrait you
A beautiful you anew....

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This poetry paints you
At the camera's flaw without a 
clue.

Your hair packed and long
Blue eyes, young

Your ears vacant of earrings
 As you pose in the stairs of 
rings.

A flash of teeth white  
Your face smile light.

A pose of a crescent
Akimbo of which I can assent.

Fine purple dress
A pair of heels, a colour express.  
 
I have just word portrait you 
A beautiful you anew....

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Hellbent
   free fall
unsynchronized tumble
   Helter-skelter
   feet first
   head first
Arms akimbo
   screaming, holding my breath
   into a cold inferno
   beyond the stars, shivering
jackals howling
   Echoes of the end of time...
   startled awake
   throat hoarse
   covered with gooseflesh


        November 25, 2019
    Goosebumps Poetry Contest
      Sponsor: Delilah Ventura...

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There she stood 
Legs akimbo
The sun setting
behind her

The maize crop
in green bloom
pitch darkness
besides her

The gateman's bench
Empty yet
The sentry door
Open still

Esther at the gate
her dark shadow
the grey sand
at her feet

Her white skirt
The white gate
Her white smile
The white lamp

Her low flats on
the brown grass
Velvet black skin
Color of her hair

Oh! Oh! Esther!...

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He stood at a distance
Arms akimbo, hissing a song 
Through the gap in his teeth
Did God really say?

And watched her hips sway
From side to side, dancing
Did God really say?
Wait till you hear my little tale

She took a sit on a stump
And paid attention
While the creature spun his yarn
What God meant to say was...

And he crept away while she ate
And Adam also obliged
Bitter consequences
A tale of two cities...

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We are propped
in chanting Indian summer wind,
fixed upon empty ribs
of snow fence
swaying akimbo in afternoon air,
lightly touching
            sepia earth.

As I touch you
I am someone else.

A new-dark wind rages
through the open window.
Lying here, we absorb night
                  suspended
in a high gazebo, unseen fences
pushing backs,
pushing us to one another;
the last harvest wind
            jade through hands....

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Limpid she lay, languid on the boardwalk ledge,
Arms akimbo, not a ray missed by the water's edge,
Not a hair out of place, nuanced and bronzed,
Glowing and golden, the Fonz would be out-Fonzed.
Ultra cool and 'look at me', each movement choreographed,
Idiosyncratic her beachwear apparel, make up expertly graphed.
Distant and aloof her womanly wiles, pouting lips slightly parted,
.....as she bent over to pick up her bag, the heavenly vision farted!...

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I love you he said as he lay supine abed.
Through veiled tears masked by a smile,
she glowed comely, masking fear and dread,
kissing weathered cheeks, gently,
her wares availed
and duly spread.
A gift of love to offer only one.

All pangs of fear now fled,
the child bride smiling all the while.
A woman now, resplendent dwells instead.
Taking charge of things anon,
she quickly whisks the room.
Baking yeast bread;
akimbo, she smiles….. “Clan Gunn” !...

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