Short Beamed Poems
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The tempest dins glass
where once a dawning face beamed
painted lips sipped tea
as the phone rings, plans and swells crash
You beamed in the darkness
I could see your smile
Like the stars in the sky
Bright-eyed baby
Leave your glittered soul
In my hands forever
Form:
silent walls collapse
folding in sucked into the void
with no sound or light,
to show what once beamed bright there
leaving a black abstinence
Tempted into wrong way,
Diverse team held sway,
Keen fan did sag,
Boys had lost the flag,
Old team won, glory beamed,
Traitor was back, it seemed!
The autumn sun beamed bright.
It cast its spell upon the land.
Transforming hearts to mush & glitter.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
A young dead woman named Bloody Mary
for Halloween dressed as the good fairy.
At the mirror she beamed.
No one let out a scream.
BUT many still had dysentery!
Be a cowboy, the TV once beamed at me
Later on, a baseball or football star
For a while, of 'He-Man' I was a devotee
~ Today, I resell Batman-type cars
Looking about
on a starry night
An old man turned to his wife. . .
"I see all the love we've shared
somewhere --
beyond the moon in your eyes."
She beamed.
Ilene took an hard look at Dennis
Whose shorts were designed to play tennis
Though he beamed with pride
His balls bounced outside
Perhaps he should try serving Guinness!
I have a dream
intoned Reverend King
So many folks then
smiled and beamed
But things are no more
what they once seemed
a color-blind society's
no longer esteemed
the
lighthouse
beamed
it's
powerful light
across
the
dark wine sea
that
captured me
ask
the
ships
that
sail across
the
cliffs of wales
return
to thee
while
the
lighthouse
comfort me
My friend's girlfriend danced on the table.
"Good legs" -I approvingly told him.
- Do you really think so? - he beamed.
"Indeed, not every table is capable
To sustain such a weight."-
I assured my mate.
The floating satellite
Was sending pictures back,
We saw the worlds up close
And endless miles of black.
But then a massive craft
Appeared and beamed an arc.
Our satellite was hit
And everything went dark…
Jack Horne for Nathan’s Deep Space contest
A father in his thirties
Snapped pictures
Of his tween daughter
“Shake your hair out”
And she swung it
This way and that
“Beautiful”, he said
And she beamed
Flashing orthodontia
Third in a series written 4/25/09 in the Brooklyn Botanic Garden
Tina was,
A tiny elf,
Like a doll,
On a shelf,
Her tiny hands,
Worked so fast,
She always had,
A Christmas blast,
Toys built up,
And filled the sleigh,
Tina beamed,
On Christmas day,
Her pointed shoes,
And hat did jingle,
She loved to work,
For old Chris cringle.
A brook trickled easily down
As poetry running unbound
And I stood on a rock
To hear the steady stream
Of comely words gurgled.
A hazy shaft of light beamed down -
Laser-pointing through piney boughs -
And where it gently struck -
Columbine shined and teemed
The floor with emeralds.
I turn the lights a way down low;
pretend I hear the falling snow,
and in the flashing of a smile,
I wrap some presents for a while.
No child is in our home tonight.
The tree still glows with heavenly light,
as through the ages it has beamed
into mankind's Eternal Dream.
Janet Marie Bingham
Reposed in shadows
within a realm of colors
dusty rose gown blurs.
All the flowers she adores ~
as gold love's beamed out of doors.
Green and purple blooms
are always in her warm face ~
'til she sinks in grace.
Exquisite pinks golds and blues
fade out, as plum night ensues.
Sally's Halloween Dance
Sally a Halloween's the pumpkin patch
She plays the field, trick or treat for her match
Through the winding vines, she scored
A Jack-O-Lantern she stored
With her sweet find, Sally beamed at her snatch
10/31/23
Halloween Lim - Old or New Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Joseph May
Mind labels in symbols, objects perceived,
with each from the other, different deemed.
Bemused by illusions, we are deceived,
by myriad impressions to us beamed,
hypnotised by the forms, which we have dreamed.
Freezing flow of time, piercing pores of space,
at a stillness point, we see our true face.
One after another-
I fail to fast an egg for another-
one after another...
I ready reasons-
corroding all of the studded,
I claim to be beamed-
compounding my bummers,
shouting to withstand,
or reprimand my shudder,
ending in the rudder,
rotating a lover,
loading of the stowaways hover.
Her cute smile
Touched me deeply
So pure
We played eye tag
Her mother held her
Facing me
I beamed
The baby
Wide eye
And searching
Her new world
I wiggled my lips
The baby copied me
I
Left the diner charmed
12/13/22
Writing Challenge - Yalto Form - Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Constance La France
2nd
National flag fluttered,
on the day of national honor,
leader beamed so did his cronies,
all other 'vegetable' that had gathered around,
had little spirit and sound,
whatever they made,
they made out of compulsion,
of one or the other kind,
strange nation appeared elated,
while nationals quite and thoroughly deflated.
I've got a sitter called Mub,
a boring hitter in a bum-
the crisscrossing of falling things evaporate with me,
as I'm seeing,
savoring moments of feelings becoming beamed,
but I get back after a whole thing,
sauntering-
and rock climbing-
and coarse rhyming,
blasting um' all off but still needing more timing.
Like a supernova colliding colors
A new dawn of the Northern Lights beamed,
and thawed the frozen iceburgs of my dreams
I'm on the bend of my full circle
Someday all that I have gone through,
will be as distant as the moon
My spirit will carry on in the breeze
That brushes across the mountain slope,
l will fly on the butterfly's wing of hope