Short Astringent Poems

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Premium Member Sweet and Sour

sweet 
            saccharine, sugary 
     dulcifying, tasting, adoring 
confection, savory, tangy, acidity 
fermenting, distasting,  frowning 
           vinegary, astringent 
                         sour



Date written: 05/13/2023
Form: Diamante


Premium Member Watermelon-Wise

Gallagher, likewise in the front row. Green
melon astringent holds bodily form. Flesh
seems harmless lying on the butcher’s table.
Rank and file juiced up for the battle. “Wizard-
of-Odd” holds high, like Thor, his “Sledge-O-Matic.”

Puckered Lips

i still taste the poison
lingered from your lips
bitterness of venomous lies
through death's astringent kiss


September 20, 2019
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Taken from my poem, a bounce upon the ground written 9/04/2019

Premium Member Melody

Astringent memories
Assorted melodies
A cryptic harmony


Being bears clarity
Bestowing memory
Becoming melody


Charming chasing choosy
Cryptic claiming cheery
Clever comfort clumsy


Doing daily defines
Dusty dreams daze design
Deed dazzles deeper finds




Leon Enriquez
31 January 2015
Singapore
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member First Picnic After Pandemic

Each step seems my first
Grass bends as my
Boot invades it's empire
Astringent scents arise from
Bruised blades          Strange
Piercing, those sounds of families
Gathered in cheerful reunion

Slowly, a newfound feeling of
Enchantment goosebumps
My arm         As I turn and

Smile

At my family


05/31/21
Form: Imagism


Placebo

The will of God, e'er take
me to my knees,
your Spirit, so astringent
cleansing, free!

Ne'er given to imply
a church of greed
attendance, and deny
as fate takes fee!

What is the Godly why
where the decree
in Gospels wrenching cry
wanderings spree!

With Hope our mind's comply
Christ's heart receive
in apathy's restraint
placebos flee!
Form: Monorhyme

Premium Member Blaue Reiters Ride and Paint

follow paths
            undreamt

a glance
an understanding
of
the
    sensual

in time
&
distance
intuitively
     capturing
             inner sound
of
autonomous
abtractions

on the threshold
of
innocence
              astringent
              & spiritual

encoded
         linear
              idiosyncratic
allegory
in
ambiguity
Form: Ekphrasis

Premium Member Blaue Reiter a Ride On Blue Print

follow paths
         undreamt
a glance
 an understanding
  of the
     sensual
in time&
      distance
   
intuitively
  capturing
          the inner sound
of
autonomous
      abstractions

on the threshold
             of innocence
             astringent&
spiritual
      encoded
                     linear
                          idiosyncratic

allegory in ambiguity
Form: Ekphrasis

Crying For Tears

If these thoughts are real
then they must be
uncharacteristic
of normal...

A balance of abnormal
that is both astringent
and self absorbing.

In abstinence they 
become relentless
in their pursuit 
(until)
the remaining raw edges
of hope surrenders
to un-forgiveness.

Crying for tears,
an emollient for despair.


ps: not so sure just where this came from of if it even makes sense.just wrote it 
down in a flash.
Form:

Black Sun

Witch hazel jumps the 
gun. Questions arise.
Why the cuckoo will not sing today ?

I am drumming the wall
raised between us,
opening a small window towards the sea.

Strange things happen.
Full moon was bleeding
Astringent. I call for the mountain’s music.

This fractured statecraft.
You become a stone after a blast;
moving towards the periphery.

Half-naked a statuette
was walking in night to find a 
mortuary where Apollo was laid to rest.


Satish Verma
art
Form: ABC

Reckoning

The years I let slowly steep
were quietly astringent
and on the road where I lingered
I wandered into side paths
that left a faint, stinging trace of regret

I also met a brief sunshower
its light thinned by the red of evening
but when a lifetime turned full circle
and something in me began again

there was no need
to keep my ties wrapped
like a scarf at my throat
for the end and the beginning of life
lean toward one another
and kindle
like a candle in still air
© Sun Hwang  Create an image from this poem.

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