Short Atlas Poems
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written on his face
woes he carries like Atlas ~
a beast of burden
Date written: 01/23/2021
I am fearful of the start
and eager for it's end
but I know whatever happens
I can't avoid the inevitable
atlas summer begins
Take an atlas; open it,
Take my hand and point with it.
You’ve saved your trips to share with me
So take my hand; we’ll cross the sea.
Whatever you've heard about the earth,
know that it has tremendous girth.
You cannot collapse or fold it,
and poor Atlas has to hold it.
her little hand
the birth anomaly I love
so easily
that I forget she has it
so always kiss it again
To be published by Atlas Poetica in spring, 2016
round and round
he goes on his tricycle
everywhere
a pleasure to watch and hear
(batteries thankfully not included)
Published, Atlas Poetic, 11/21/16
No sweeter air then after the
penance of a piano note,
cascading chords and the fate of Atlas.
Tears of a warrior
How does one caress delicate
Strength and Love
spin the globe reverse – trap and throw the imp corona in death valley
If I Am A Super Heroine-Hero Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: JCB Burl
Date: 28/8/2020
Winner : 1st place
saying goodbye to you
gives me the power
to summon the dawn
hoisting the sun
like a little atlas
we never knew
i had such strength
i didn't cry that day
or the day after that
atlas
d
r
o
p
s
planet earth.
arms fatigued.
Date written: 02/07/2023
TWO FOR FEBRUARY
i’m crossing fingers
mild february thus far
blue skies atlas smiles
blue bird on the wing
color against winter’s nap
harbinger of spring
Dave Austin
*inspired by “Chinook” – forgot the author
Atlas,
between
caves
encode
figure.
Gifted....,
holed
in
jungles....
Kite
land
man
'nd
named.
Opps
pin
questions
rising
sent
the
unsent.
Victory,
whatever!
Xmas,
yes
z.
So it is
Mounting tension
Camel’s back
Atlas
Crumbling stone
In the face of God
Clock melts
Slows
Stop
Pistons steam
Heat
Slowly
Powerful
Steel on steel
Grinding the air
So it is
You will not defeat me
Admirable
Tough
Lots of energy
Abrasive
Sunset
Trusting
Hardworking
Original
Mature-ish
Accommodating
Sociable
Balanced
Ultimate edition
Candid
Healthy
Abundant
Non-nonchalant
Agile
Neighborly
Nothing is set in stone
Feel the weight of the world
Pressed against your aching bones
Time is timeless
Life is priceless
Why bless the stress
Let it go
Bliss is simple
Just take the weight
Off those massive shoulders.
birthday...
she’s all grown up,
with the weight of the world,
now on her shoulders — like Atlas.
stupendous the thought, of freedom to do,
everything you wanted to do.
sun and the moon sporting
smile, for it’s your
birthday
Tigers of babylon draw tight
Power atlas at its brazen right
Strings and limbs, we can use these things
Explosive hips happen in flight
But all that grasps stays in sight
From shoulder to core declaration
On this mat we make a firm statement
an apology approaches awesome ambience
adverse advances amass at altars
academically aroused arcades are absolved
astonishingly abrupt adverbs articulate arduously
atlas awakens all around
arrggghhhhh audacious aardvarks attack aimlessly
the yoke we bear in time is space, the domain in which we view,
all that's done comes back again, because we chose it to.
when we look even deeper then, again we look some more,
what we thought the weight of the world is really its only door ...
“Enticed, go by West, but by East-wood be best”
The GPS, a best, many confess,
With sultry voices sounding like May West.
Gotta know limitations,
Use Atlas on vacations.
Do you feel lucky punk? Then GPS!
In Honor of Carolyn
And Contest
A Day
Today I want to have a moment
To speak to the world to make my voice heard
Among other voices
Through entartianment
Through politics
Through pro test
I wanna be heard with all my might
Even if it is for one day
That I am heard
But atlas I'm heard
An artist rolls his brush full of vibrant color across a Canvas
A window to a distant world soon forms, a Catalog or Atlas.
A land of curious blooms, and candy floss
Odd bits of colorful stalk brim floating moss.
This land of flamboyant fun, and pinkish bananas.
What is Jawi?
What is Rumi?
What is Sufi?
Who is Hamzah Fansuri?
We know Marco,
We know Atlas,
We know Amerigo,
But who is Al-Attas?
Sudah hilangkah jati diri?
Ibarat Laki tinggalkan Bini!
Lupakah hati bahasa sendiri?
Adat di jiwa bak karatnya kersani!
Form:
I sigh, like a tree in a cold, unrelenting breeze
I try, like aching Atlas to carry the weight of the world
I cry, like a solitary wolf howling for her lonely dark moon
I lie, like a masked man who can't look in the mirror.
I reply, like a flimsy facade trying to conceal any pain.
Life, life is a no Brainer
Why can't we get it at all?
Atlas nature at her best
No question to ask
The least of us think of her as a flower
While I think of her, as a man
With no plan, giving us her best shot
Results may very,
But nature, nature is a true form of art
SandyIvy
2-28-13