Short Bare Bones Poems

somewhere down deep, everyone has some kind of love of life.  Down deep to the 
bare bones of instinct, the mother of all reasons, survival spends it's sway....

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Sunset

last rays share the sea
with bare bones of pirate ship
beautiful in death

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Contest: sunset haiku
sponsor: P. D.
Written : 8th November 2011...

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Lay!
Bare bones,
stew'd in smoke of eye--
sun man,
send no buzzards unto me;
the canyon is my home
red rock walls
coyote calls
all in all,
the A-Zone is the place to be....

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Insane
I turn around
an amputee

to live, for not living
fighting the inner war
speared,
lacerated,
like neanderthal in cave

my weapon
the serrated moon
cried in fluted dark

a glimpse of bare bones
the ash of a bleeding dawn
my shuttered courage
in urn
there was only one evening



SATISH VERMA
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Insane
I turn around
an amputee

to live, for not living
fighting the inner war
speared,
lacerated,
like neanderthal in cave

my weapon
the serrated moon
cried in fluted dark

a glimpse of bare bones
the ash of a bleeding dawn
my shuttered courage
in urn
there was only one evening



SATISH VERMA

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Is this it?
The reason why we are here?

Is this it?
This cost seems so dear

Is this it?
Now the music falls silent

Is this it?
Vivid pictures of loved ones mind sent

Is this it?
Now we look into each others eyes

Is this it?
Bare bones, bare minds to hearts cries

Is this it?
To protect other people we die?
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bare bones silhouette
braving storm in solitude -
snow laden branches



Susan Ashley 
August 20, 2019



~ Fourth Place ~
Contest: one haiku
Sponsor: Rick Parise 


~ Second Place ~
Contest: Tree Themed Haiku
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin


*Syllables checked on Poetry Soup’s Syllable Counter: 5/7/5*


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Slashes and Crashes

Slashes and Crashes
Our thoughts and buying habits;
Way we look at things.

About budget crunch;
Was bare bones even at lunch;
Put some in savings.

Could be other things,
Did not think about before;
Others suggested.

They could not hear me
Or forgot what they have head;
From brains disappeared.

Was it wire-tapped;
Or those whose wires were trapped,
Whose lines had been crossed.

Jim Horn

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Pretending he has all he needs.
On two wheels of ILLUSION, he rides his steed.   
EVENTUALLY the ride is over.
To find him lying in a bed of clover.

Reminicing is his favorite game.
You'd never know he feels any shame.
Partytime comes and he fades away.
Attentive INFUSION leaves him in dismay.

Longing for a comfortable corner.
Always seems the INEVITABLE mourner.
Concience sighs with casual levity.
Evoking riches of unusual CREATIVITY....

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Send me a photograph of you in all your glory,
Stripped to the bare bones of beauty
And smiling in the noonday sun;
And I shall build my dreams around imaginary stories,
Walk in the paths of love and duty,
Until my empty days are done.

Send me a photograph of you in lavish poses,
Naked in the dew soft dawning
And lying on the Summer grass;
And I shall see you overshadow beauty of the roses,
Drink of your soul each waking morning,
Until my passing comes to pass.
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Winter rises  and snowflakes fall 
laying out a stark elegance 
of pure white untainted beauty
Winter reduces everything to the basics,
to the bare bones of life
only the underlying structure is left behind
with time, we too are reduced 
to our bare essentials, the bare bones
as our frailty comes to light 
our bid for eternity slows down
and  the winter of our lives
draws to a close, but life goes on, as
winter gives way to spring and
new life begins again, as winter ends.
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