Short Assail Poems

yellow bus roars through
blood leaves assail the stop sign..
geese traffic honk south...

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Attack
Vaguely warlike
Guiltless people suffer
Dreadful losses, heroes arise
Assail...

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Invisible space but a veil ~
Step through it, where no fears assail

17-October-2022...

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Ego holds on to objects of desire
Yet we do know, we must exhale
We play inane games until we tire
Free at last, fears no longer assail...

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The window seems to show outdoors so nice,
Forever keeping wilderness at bay.
The floating seeds assail the crystal pane,
They try and bring us back, but no, we stay!...

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In chaos set sail
where pain barbs assail,
yet retaining poise,
in life's fearsome noise.

To become as such,
we must feel God's touch,
moment to moment;
then no fears torment.

18-October-2022...

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Consort of the seal 
A crown dazzling and mighty 
Your might casts a spell 
Just like your beauty 

No clever mind could tell 
If your heart that I hail 
Would be docile to dwell 
Or be cruel to assail...

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Consort of the seal
A crown dazzling and mighty 
Your might casts a spell 
Just like your beauty 

No clever mind could tell 
If your heart that I hail 
Would be docile to dwell 
Or be cruel to assail 

October 1, 2022, 5:06 PM...

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Irish by choice,
  the teachers did fail

Attacking my voice,
  as a group to assail

The structures they hammered,
  the forms they imposed

All lost to my whimsy
  —whose words I then chose

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)...

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O Lord,
That I might paint a cloud
with your sky for canvas,
I would sing aloud.

With a rainbow for color,
could I fail?
Lord, guide my brush
lest hell assail.

O gates of hell,
withdraw, let me be.
Open not in my presence,
I've naught for thee....

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Help me…

To stand ever resolute
Amongst perpetual ambiguity
That slowly expends me
When I am not vigilant
If I have firmly decided
To walk that razors edge
Where the vile assail me
Allow me the shield
Of His name
Where I will ever feel

No pain…...

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Odiferous, a sad and sordid tale,
for naught remains but that which does assail.
The rascal takes one final, pungent swipe:
grizzled remains along the center stripe.


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H/T to The Sunny Side of Skunks by Gershon Wolf...

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Journal of our innermost thought
Stored in memory bank
Dark desires that our ego brought
Toxic potion we drank

Feral instincts prevail
Demonic fears assail
Witness soul can but wail

Carnal
Journal

11-September-2021
Quietus...

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Dragon whips tail; trust us, it hurts
Illusions resurrect
Toxic poison in our heart squirts 
Stance we need to correct 

Afraid not if we die 
Looking fear in the eye
We bid these forms goodbye

When fears assail
Dragon whips tail

15-September-2021
Quietus...

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No fairy tale, as we set sail
We become boundless light
No fears assail, we cannot fail
Truth revealed through clear sight

Stillness shows us the way
Day and night, to God pray
Path of love, our mainstay

Bliss, now unveil
No fairy tale

06-September-2021
Quietus...

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Til the last sword-like flicker
Keeps, as 'twere defended
As much as spellbound.
Camp fire's, not only. That starred
Above. Dread nights confound.

Or that, bare wick-held, staves off
What have, for phantom thoughts
Efformed; to assail.
This godsend. This seraph, Light.
O'er Death will prevail....

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Still - I sit in the silence
Thoughts slowing
Colour warming from pale yellows to cadmium reds
Wonderful sunsets happening gently
Muscles relax into soft blue-green
Sweet clean smells assail my nostrils
Silken cords unloose my spine
A burst of joy filters through my body
Senses heightened
I rejoice...

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Dark fears yet assail, mind in fog
Where lies joy and freedom
Nurturing desire, tail wags dog
Ousted from God’s kingdom

Made captive by our hand
We yet don’t understand 
Grandeur of bliss throbs grand

Wealth to no avail
Dark fears yet assail

04-October-2021
Quietus ...

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WINTER

When  icicles  hang  by  the  wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
If those frozen spears should happen to fall
And miss the solid  milk in pail
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
They might the young man assail.

They  could pierce him  like a  knife
Could be  the end of  poor Tom’s life...

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Bodies raining down
A nations heart ripped open
Savage flames assail
Tomorrows, lost in ashes
The blade of hate has spoken



The stain of 9/11 will be forever in our hearts.  It was the day a vicious wound was inflicted on our nation.  We staggered, but did not fall.  We survived.  We are America....

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Cloud's
By: Tom Wright
9/8/98

O Lord,
That I might paint a cloud.
With Your Sky for canvas
it would sing aloud.

With a Rainbow for color,
could I fail?
Lord, guide my brush
lest Hell assail.

O gates of Hell,
withdraw, let me be.
Open not in my presence,
I've naught for thee.
...

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That Kiss


Touch
Caress
Golden dress
Sweet nothings past
Lips falling silent, heartbeats violent

Surrender assail, tiny breaths impale
Pheromones ooze 
Mouths desire 
Passion 
Fused


Double Tetractys 8 Poetry Contest
Picture 1
How many syllables 1/2/3/4/10/10/4/3/2/1
Sponsored by: Eve Roper 
27/08/2021...

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Listen to poem:

White and red and pink
oleanders bloom--
they are blown in wind,
littering grass and
drying on the bricks
of my front patio.
Orchid trees are flowering,
and royal poncianas.
Surprising jacarandas stun;
orange blossoms, honeysuckle, 
jasmine, and acacia assail the senses,
while I, alive, enjoy
yet another
Spring!...

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Excoriate means: abuse, assail, attack, bash, 
belabor, blast, castigate, jump (on), lambaste 
(or lambast), potshot, savage, scathe, slam, 
trash, vituperate

Deplorables and Excoriables

Are many people who are excoriables,
We did discover are really deplorables;
Now exist,
And persist;
Find to be foes that are formidable.

Jim Horn...

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Visions of a faceless being
Emotions stirred without seeing
Stricken children lost at birth
Like wick-less candles, without worth
Haunting eyes and bodies frail
The tendrils of my heart assail 


Dedicated to all the starving children that will never have a chance

Bob Quigley
Sept 10, 2011
Written for Constance LaFrance's "Six Line Of Poetry. Please"...

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