Short Ankle Deep Poems

He steps ankle-deep 
into a puddle of mud 
while he is hiking....

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In one foot of water
Little girl splashes ankle deep
Coffin bay in winter...

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trench foot ankle deep

fanfares baptize innocence –

bugles sound defeat


30th January 2020...

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Looking between distant clouds
Ankle deep inside dreaming eyes
I start to recall soft years of delicious desire...

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Friend’s House
Haiku: By Miracle Man
6/2/2022

Ankle deep water,
house quickly inundated. 
Waist deep, all was gone.
...

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the swash of cold waves,
ankle-deep, twines burning sand -
infinite surging

oil of coconut
on darkening flesh, the sun -
surf and splash sizzle...

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SEPTEMBER



Leaves were at the treetop
Now they are round the bottom
Wind’s  in gusts and just won’t stop
I must be ankle deep in autumn



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taking the long way
Grandma with her stick and me
ankle deep cold creek
 
homing pigeons rise
circling evening skies
fledgling blue-bars in training
 
blackberry stained lips
sipping hot sassafras tea 
fireflies welcome home...

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SEVEN  CANDLES

Balloon  hysteria,
Paper hat pandemonium,
Blur of arms  and legs,
Dance music deafens.
Seven candles in one big blow  - 
Almost impossible.
Carefully wrapped presents stripped fast  -
Ankle deep in patterned paper.
Same next time;
Except eight candles....

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Last night a high wind
undressed the maple grove
it broke both twig and bough.

A flying carpet fell,
blood-tinted gold
spackled the woodland floor,
all in a heap and litter.

If you walk ankle-deep there
your shoes learn to speak
with the dying and the dead....

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Sebastopol 

Was it a dream
Soldiers
In thick ankle deep
Overcoats
And I had none
It gets dark early
In Sebastopol 
A blessing 
A tried to buy
An overcoat
Was arrested 
Sweet wine they sold
For cigarettes 
Sent back on board
Brezhnev 
Did the driving 
What do I know
It might still be
The darkest place 
On earth....

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Leaves fell like confetti, upon an autumn bride

Swirling in their multitudes, across the countryside.

Along the path I walked they lay, some were ankle deep

I took such childish pleasure, as I swished them with my feet.

The wind was fairly blowing, branches nearly bare

I pulled my collar around my ears, a chill was in the air....

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B-The Word of Life is joy everlasting-a
E-In the game of life, we win, lose, and die-b
T-patterns reasoning, be glad we're living-a
T-living for the trice, losers don't comply,-b
E-trifles our distractions are ankle-deep.-c
R-Count on time won't add up you'll meet Grim Reap.-c...

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Layer upon layer of copper leaves,  

Lay here, and all around.

As the birch tree lost it's canopy,

And carpeted the ground.

Beneath my feet, some ankle deep

Some falling through the air.

Autumn's gusts gathered strength,

And spread them, everywhere.

 



Entry for Autumn Colours Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by Nayda Ivette Negron
15/9/2017...

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And the night I wade ankle deep
in stars, and moon dusts caressing 
fall. Bespoke in the cloak of your 
eternal love, these footsteps of
passion and desire are easily
made. And to my side you I
whisper with words so sincere, 
words so delicate, for only you to 
hear. Answer me with open arms,
before the fated dawn, that I may
take of you and your heart adorn....

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snow falls
as silently as sleep
pressed snowflakes
icicle flowers
between the wind and windowpane
melt their way to sill

polished chrome darkness shivers
ankle deep in frost
night’s breath spills
along the  frozen glass
its silver shadow rolls
and condenses with the dawn

night’s epitaph
written in blue mercury
trickles down my windowpane
in the light of a new day...

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Biking along Lehigh drive
On an early sunny morning
Not a cloud in the azure sky
My! My! What a wonderful day!
I continued onward until
I reached the Lehigh boat-launch pad.
No longer able to resist
The allure of the calm river
I laid my bicycle against
A hillock, shed my shoes and socks
And walked to the shallow rivers edge
Stood there for a moment or two
Walked in ankle deep from shore
And became a young lad once more....

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He put his ear to her belly,
heard a milky cloud
gurgling like a water spigot,
the ankle-deep sounds of
red plasma and urine,
the murmur of mollusks
in mouthing waters;
succulent voices
pushed through narrow throats.

‘Love me’, she said,
‘make love to me
as I swell and sweat
into a woman you have never met’.

He said nothing
but did tickle
her glowing anus,
did tongue
her swollen,
blue in-between lips....

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Smell the sweet and salty air
Roam the wide beach without a care
Walk ankle deep in the ocean's cooling foam
Dig in the sand till the cows come home
For the fleeting moments spent in this magical place
Forget the outside world and its fanatic pace
Be a child once more, let your mind roam free
See life not as it is but as it could be
We live but once and time is a but a fleeting friend
So cherish this time from glorious beginning till end...

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Snow chickens dust the high moors.
White partridges grounded by rain
crouch and huddle
burrow into the gorse

then as if forgetting the storm
heave up into the wet air 
just a little way
cluck, bluster, and rattle,

only then to settle back
scolding and flustered
as only termagant ptarmigan
can.

Binoculars tight to eyes,
soaked, ankle deep in mud -
chilled to the bone.

Highland cattle 
stare back blankly
as if I were another 
silent P....

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Mortal  coil to shuffle off,
up to the lord, almighty God,
have that bridge, sometime to cross,
ankle deep in mortal dross,
never mind the bloody cost,
till the veil do part,  we plod,
on cloven hoof , unshod,
lonesome n the lost...

Don Johnson

thanks Carolyn

love it mate canters through the gate,
like a straight left to the head,
we seem to suffer here ol mate,
till the lord does strike us dead....

bit of a hell planet this one methinks....Don...

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Could I hold your hand in my rough callused own
Walk you through soft Summer rain
Hold you so closely my nostrils explode
In joy so exquisite it’s pain
Wouldst care to go dancing on beaches of sand
Splashing  in ankle deep surf
Close eyelids so tightly the red glows and clouds
And dream into softness of safe
We’ll travel together in dreamland of sight
Holding to pleasured delight
Winter wet wonders are yet to unfold
It’s not nice to be lonely  at night...

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Cypress ‘knee's’ lap in the light
as dusk wades in.

Evening parachutes down,
it plants shallow pother
around ankle-deep trunks.

Anhinga necks stir shadows
under a low moon.
This is the gurgling gills
of a melting evening.
 
Florida ends at every lakeshore
where night-fevers begin.
A heated gloom that thickens
where bugs quicken.

We are locked into the chaffing songs
of crickets, 
the drilling buzz of mosquitoes,
as cypress roots soak
in the dark dank air....

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Snow chickens dust the high moors.
White partridges grounded by rain
crouch and huddle
burrow into the gorse

then as if forgetting the storm
they heave up into the wet air 
just a little way
just enough to
cluck, bluster, and rattle,

then to settle back
scolding and flustered
as only termagant ptarmigan
can.

Binoculars tight to eyes,
soaked, ankle deep in mud -
chilled to the bone.

Highland cattle 
stare back blankly
as if I were just another 
silent P....

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