Short Amid Poems
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splashing in puddles
left to their own devices...
just kids being kids
Date written: 04/23/2022
swallowtail unseen
amidst pungent garden green
whilst darkness hardens
1/31/2020
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L-ight
E-ternal
A-lways
C-reates
R-adiance
I-n
S-orrows
O-f
S-ouls
T-o
O-pen
M-inds
O-ptimistically
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Lea F. Crisostomo)
Amid barking clouds death evanesced
fighting grieving hesitantly inclining
for justice keening for life moaning
not obeying only persevering
quarrel remaining, soul tearing…
you
like lightning
sliced
so frightening
so nice
electric shock
opened lock
crumbling rock
slithering
you slid
settling amid
the mess
you are my sin
i confess
guilty pleasure
heart seizure
Autonomy thus selflessness,
Propagating within my independent self,
Drenching my soul with ignorance
Of wisdom, for the outside world
Is not sought…
Identifying myself, as
I encrust myself amid my shadow…
Amid a crowd of colorless color
I saw my fate before me
And you were there
Holding my hands,
Pushing back the hair in my face,
And taking from me what no one else could
I wear white, made red with passion
For you
Form:
beneath the glow
of sanguine skies
there's a shadow
by my side
standing
where you should be
as i watch the rise
unfolding this day
i linger
in the depths
of its hues
as i sip
on coffee
and thoughts
of you
Lost amid now
He rambles
Alone
Searches
For footprints
Long erased
Frightened
By un-felt cobwebs
Brushing
Across
Darkened eyes
Reaches
To touch
Agony’s apparitions
Seeking
To be found
John G. Lawless
©2/24/2024
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chaos doubts
calm smoothes over
ooze sticks
rose thorn pricks
friends support
foes rear up
beauty flaunts
ruin despairs
praise humbles
fakes reveals real
dreams awaken
recovery spits and stalls
debt a legacy all in
betwixt and between
amid it melds
Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs,
I found myself decried in a mindless state.
Joy has become a dark meaning of pretending to be happy.
Look over there, my heart's bleeding in sparks caused by an unending agonizing torment.
24/11/19
12:27 pm
A-mid all the scorning,
I-t's a challenge of faith;
D-espite the dismay and disgust,
A-im to be firm and great.
R-ough sailing in the ocean
A-ims to strengthen you;
P-ressure of criticism
A-llows your mind to make it through.
C-ling to the pillar of truth,
O-n May twentieth morning;
N-ever yield nor give up, amid all the scorning.
Bare unto the world her beauty stood both of us knowing
As smiling within a twinkling and grace filling, her perfect eyes
Cream de cream; amid this yuletides lovely moment afore it's place
Whereupon the stockings be they love, were so gently lain ? She adorned....
Of Creation's vesture a glass her light; holding paradise: Wrapped, in ribbons and bows.
Form:
Forget those words, cold, distant calls
Penned to lead you o’er the falls
Toward blank white emptiness below
Hush now, your gurgled snarl
vile drool of fettered rage
Your words have not yet come of age
Yet they burn in flameless fire
Purging all but one desire
One word, that word, that perfect tone
Leave it there, a diamond lost,
Upon the edgeless yellow page
An ember’s light amid the frost
ancients believed time lends...
any-chance for anything
anywhere that science be correct...
so its manifestations not crrrack
however two dozen ancient pyramids sank
into the sands unlike the boats of plank...
that carried the stones across distances
to the desert locale of historic instances...
of stone creations built to float on sand...
ancients science and mathematics was something grand
stan sand
her “c u there”.
it felt more like
“i) better c u there” -
and) I think well - to each her own;
each) stair climbs upward
because) of traumatic lovesickness
(against) his better judgment!
instead) of her patronage
(under) heavy assault!
inside) his fort-knox
(with) her electromagnetic call…
possibly) peter in the frying pan
(not) well to be content -
with) contemptuous tinkerings
(amid) his flaming guts.
I stood underneath the falling leaves and wondered
would the tree be sad?
I looked up and saw,
Tree was dancing in joy!
Humans cry over falling leaves,
They are selfish,
They think how I will live without them,
They are not bothered about leaves age and sufferings.
If humans were selfless they would be happy when loved ones died,
Death marks the end of sufferings for many.
Title Chosen - Amid falling leaves
Contest sponsor - Edward Ibeh
Date: 7/29/2020