Short Begone Poems
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Clean the screen, begone speck of dust
Whoops, that's home!
Dust to dust becoming
So insignificant
Bespectacled unspotted
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Behead your bygones
that don't belong.
Beget and bedeck
your being,
with much better
less belligerent bees.
riddance
flung, begone done,
when blight cast out window
with careless stray abandonment,
called 'fore'
Some things in life beyond control
Alike some minds as beyond
With things in life to let flow
Will perhaps be moments let begone
Springtime sunset sweet,
open all windows for a treat,
begone dusty air,
rebirth of earth at window seat.
1-12-17
wait,don't run away
all your tomorrows are here,
live them,now,today!
enough,begone worry,fear
My presence' near,why not stay?
Here's a tale of a Rogue Rabbit,
Met a hoodie paschal hermit,
She overcame all her fears,
She munched him, from toes to ears,
Ate the lot, begone, foul furry git!
'Twas a horrible thing called the blight,
diseased potatoes a depressing sight,
starvation begone,
crossed over the pond,
arrived Ellis Island future looks bright.
3-13-17
be thou lonely in a crowd,
my case too, till i allowed,
strangers creeping into sight,
begone foul demon such a fright,
but i was such like dreaming,
its orright:)
Don
It's a cashless society, real money's gone
Cashiers wonder what account it's withdrawn
They are unaware
Time's moved on I fear
If you give them coins they say coins begone
You, yes you, are the mood magician
The moment you're up, you come crashing down
~ Out of nowhere, Inspiration! -- begone your frown
For you, yes you, are the mood magician
Dancing in my boxers till the break of dawn
So invigorating and joyful, like a lithe wee fawn
Pirouettes and pliés
Like a joyful ballet
My troubles and strife are suddenly begone
When battling
time
the moment
retreats
Oxygen
fades
with light
dimming fast
Wishes
vacant
breath
dark and shallow
Words
once
treasured
— adrift and begone
(Dreamsleep: June, 2024)
Words, words, how do you feel?My emotions cascade in a stream.The crisis confronts me head on.Enough is enough, let chance,let faith set sail.
being,not living
begone ,sense of otherness-
in His hands, I am
will love be kind another time,
or will you run away,
the hurting tears do strike one blind,
have passion if i may,
or forgotten, cast away,
when fortune goes astray,
begone oh hurting day....
'Departure' p.d.
Don
Like squeezing and gripping
a handful of sand
Your love dropped through
the crevices unrhymed
Defining our feelings
with each orphaned word
Lost in the random
—abandon of time
(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
In your youth, a bit of a hellion
Septuagenarian, begone rebellion
In midlife, having gone green
Please dismount that stallion
Now as King, let your one cause be
~ Caring for humanity
glimpsed
from afar
voices murmur
indistinct
eclipsed
in stillness
all desire
to compete
or
emulate
begone
such ambition
modesty remain
stay close
String me a Vivaldi
seasonal song,
Sing me a Mozart
opera..'ere the day long;
Fill my emotions
with Mahler's tears,
Soothe me with Satie
and banish my fears.
Into mine ears,make music please
..begone..farewell..dis-ease
Out of earshot from the
Howlers and yowlers,
I'm surrounded by the
Aroma of trees.
Mean spirits begone!
Gloom and doom?
Sorry no room.
Lifted to a shore,
By Mercy and Grace,
I will search no more.
Done is the chase.
begone spider now
creeping dark teeny shadow
into my bed do not fall
cat's eyes open wide
she wants you to be dinner
yum now she shan't be thinner
Choka poetry is 5,7,7. 5,7,7.
June 24, 2019
2:30pm PST
All doubts begone, the one light is on,
just verify your faith,
Father, Son and Holy Ghost are strong,
mere mortal show your face,
the one God interface,
the righter of the wrongs,
indestructable at your gate...
Don
Here we stand brothers in arms
Green uniforms one and all
See us guarding nature’s charms
Our yellow plumes stand tall
Begone o’ winter’s discontentment
Begone o’ lonely cloud
For frosty Jack there’s no lament
We daffodils stand proud
inspiration
forever young
is fortune
in men's eyes
thoughts
at the break of day
rising
beweep my state
&situation
&sweet love
remembered
melancholy depart
begone!
Begone, thou creature hovering o’er my door
Your ebony feathers evoke my anger
My dear Lenore was swept up in your wings
Nevermore to share her love with me
February 19, 2020
For Charles Messina’s “Poe-etic” verse contest