Short Arena Poems
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The one who faith in his heart harbors, double armed enters he, in life's arena!
(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
09 May 2016
The dance, dance as ballerina
soft light body levitating...
animated bodies inspirados
men , women sway in the arena...!
First as a kept slave
now damned to the arena
foreboding thoughts drifting in,
premature demise
as I step forward to strike
Into my heart I am pierced
in mind's arena
seeing touching thinking plant
sense feels the picture
beaming auburn sight
summer eve's sun's affluenza
through dusts' arena
Heart
Keeper of good
Our feeling arena
Often activated by mind
Imagination can stir her up too
So easily bruised and broken
Lovely and forgiving
Keeper of sad
Heart
Happy birthday, Sister Rona,
Delight in the place is certain;
In the Philippine Arena,
Joy is offered by The Garden.
Topic: Birthday of Rona R. Martinez (March 16)
The books are open
to us who fatten
mice into pigs
even tho' u limp, brethren
crawl to the ward
take seat in the arena
shortly,
curtains will part
To you : Be brutal!
Oh by golly, whatta show I just witnessed
Milady just showed me her arena of interest
Since I was wee
Made me go whee
Have no control and perk up in an instant
Rome
Ruins
and kisses
Paris
Romance
by lights
Naples
Pizza
and songs
London
Bridge in
thick fog
New York
Soup with
flavors
Madrid
Arena
with bulls
Of my bed every morning out I jump
Ready for the fields of life to go
Armor, sword and spear in hand
Into survival’s arena myself I throw
© Demetrios Trifiatis
10 SEPTEMBER 2014
"The conscience was ripped apart“
when in the arena—
stood my ‘faith’ on one side,
and my ‘family’ on the other.”,
~Byeol
In that arena couples fight
Against infidelity, dishonesty…….
Many have fought but lost
Yet many still join the spot
But when love wanes
They totter to demise
As their opponents smell victory
Form:
The pillars of the colloseum
stand guard over the arena
men to the lions they were led
Their life's blood shed
on the makeshift floor
as the spectators cheered
and roared let the games begin
No referee
to be seen in blood-soaked arena.
Both fierce gladiators;
my heart versus my mind.
I wait with suspended breath to see
which colossus emerges victorious.
mammon arrives
the stage
the global arena
whose head
whose heart
whose soul
shall go
the way of the world?
not all that glitters
is gold!
hear well
sense well
brother -
the world's ill
the globe's evil
de mammon arrives!
Form:
Columns of sweet flag
line the ancient arena
where love conquers all
The brilliant heavens
with its endless string of pearls
dances the god waltz
If we could but see
the one locked inside we would
set a giant free
Get out of my face, I holler
Leave me alone, I scream
Like spectators in a darkened arena
Like a colony of ants
Like stars in black
Like overgrown grass, dead
Like sand like coal
Get out of my face...
Whiskers
Social media shenanigans
do learn nay to take seriously
seldom do they add any value
Distortion of reality a tool
readily applied in an arena
where aesthetics rule
over brains and decorum
#Cybertracks
Vanity train.. Dec 2016
I have parallel hands
and multiform gestures
outside, arena and circus
inside, life and death.
I bear my voice
not the words,
I perform all gestures
I don't carry pigeons,
inside of me
sprout beasts
inside of me
missing shoulders...
There once were three girls from Athena
Sweet Lena, Helena and Celestina
Each to make a bit of dough
All set to put on a show
Gave fame’s wheel a spin in packed arena
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on April 26, 2018
They couldn't kill their friends
to gain life and freedom,
watching blood gush made them faint...
throwing away swords
got them slaughtered as traitors!
Defeat fear or die;
in this arena, death breathes...
afraid of lions?
Make the gladiator's choice!
In the arena of vices the man of virtue fell
an intrepid gladiator with God's sword in hand
ready to die was he for all of evil to expel
gallantly fought till evilness had left the land!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
17 January 2018
The smell of joy
Filled the atmosphere
Painting the maidens
With “Uli” designs
Footsteps of music
Traverse the square
Moulding youthfulness
Into ecstatic gods
Waters, dancers of death
Flood the arena
Carting enroute
All to the earth’s bosom
Ezenwuba, Uche
Prayerful perusal of the
Internal
Language of
God
Redressing of the many
Intricate
Misdirections
Attributed to
Grafting in the
Earthbound arena
Jinjagoliath
12th September 2023