Short Behest Poems

    wings rest... His behest
   
   butterfly graces my arm...

     ~ trophy to admire...

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I cling onto your breast, lest,
At gravity's behest,
I fall out from this cosy,
But very tiny nest....

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He rode a trail from out west.
Twas at the sawbone's behest.
As he turned southeast,
Ran into Cochise.
So, now He's Mincemeat, They said....

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with beans and a biscuit to ponder
a rumbling seeking a yonder
at its behest
a simple request
oh speak you toothless wonder

9/29/2021

May The Gas Be With You Farts Part 2 Poetry Contest...

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A celestial dancer
pirouettes 
at your behest. 

With each gesture
new patterns bow 
before you. 

With reverence 
the moon dances;
The sun casting shadows~ 

stars bend 
to your will....

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The dancer pirouettes,
bending, weaving at your behest;
secrets whispered by you.

With each gesture
twisting into new patterns;
emerald veils swaying
to veil the twilight.

The enchantress 
yielding to your will....

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At her behest, he'd sworn off meat
"She knows best," he's latched to the teat
      With calories halved
      Poor guy nearly starved
No wonder with steak he did cheat

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(C) John C Michaels, April 2017...

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Righteous cleaning crusade clashes,
Make sure that your mania matches.
All must serve at our behest!
In this unbound purging quest.

Others' motives be assumed,
Adverse dispositions doomed.
Blame, demands, uncaring halts,
Justified by end results....

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A skyrocketing leaf 
Developing carefully in belief
By the creator chief
Passed on by in behest
A venerating tempest
With a delicate twist 
Come face to face with
Great day companion 
While looking skyward 
To the creator chief 
Of the world's blade of leaf...

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Over multi raven weighted wire,
the azure sky laced with cotton attire,
shielding earth from orb of exploding fire,
slowly donned her darker dress.

Oh that gorgeous brazen flirt,
slow dancing above earth’s dirt,
watching me bask within my hurt,
heeds not my pithy request....

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Specious logic needs litmus test
Why not with love confer
If we think at ego’s behest
We spew on soul a slur

At all costs need to win
Cause of our hearts chagrin 
Our soul tormented by sin

Outcome tragic
Specious logic

25-August-2021
Quietus...

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The lighter side, always the best
Laughter dissolves all pain
Acting not at ego’s behest
 Worries to rest are lain

Learn from laughing Buddha 
Pure life, free from stigma
Alpha and Omega

Joy throbs inside
The lighter side

15-September-2021
Quietus...

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The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter


  desolate heart on a quest
in pursuit of love once more
seeking prey with one behest
     promise of rapport




          6/22/16
  Part 2, Fully Booked
      nette onclaud
based on the title of the book:
The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter...

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Those at my behest…
  know that limits persuade
  and words orphaned alone
  into emptiness hide
  with the snow passing on
  a new robin will sing
  each breath left forgotten
  until spoken aloud
  as memories fall from grace
    —in the silence unnamed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)...

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What do you think of yourself?
What's the matter with you?
Why are you playing mind games?
Grow up buddy continue study
Stop emotional blackmailing
Stop brainwashing People
Are you out of your mind?
Why are you doing all this?
For fun for revenge for Satan
My name is Abad Ur Rehman..
Note. Stay in limit.....

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Things that matter. 

Not useless data. 

Unlest without your behest. 

Cooked up by the NSA. 

And the Mad Hatter. 

In the end all is just chatter. 

Trying not to shatter.

 Either by pity patter or splatter. 

If I had my druthers bruthas (and sistas). 

I'll take the latter. 

Organize or scatter....

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Nestlings

I write best
Close to the vest
I attest
It’s what I know 
Best

In my nest
It’s what I 
Behest 
I write best
Close to the vest

Be my guest 
I’ll unload 
My chest
Be just like
An inner inquest 

I write best
Close to the vest
Just sit tight
I’ll feed ya
The rest

Bill MacEachern
03/24/23...

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When a Poem Hits Home

When a poem hits home
speaks to me alone
has a certain tone,
it must be my own.

I can plainly see
if it is for me
to add to my list
cause it caught the gist

So, I cannot rest
till I’ve tagged a best
for my treasure chest
to read at my behest.

12/12/19

FAVE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier...

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Heart contractions

Non-event enlarged 
by thought forms that charged,
enmeshed feeble mind,
in it’s fiery bind.

Our choice to indulge,
caused an ugly bulge
to thus manifest,
at ego’s behest.

Heart brooks no distance,
ending resistance,
by soul’s choiceless choice,
to echo love’s voice.

28-May-2022...

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Is it a memory that pushes
  the future away

As wishes embody our souls

Is it a promise that opens
  and closes our hearts

All hope to then console

Is it a longing that reigns
  over friendship now lost

Of times once sorely blest

Is it the searching for love
  and the choice to believe

The stars at our behest

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)...

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Vulnerable eyes
Immersed in crystal blue sky
A reflection of purity
That makes virgin snow sigh

Cherry lips 
Swollen by love’s endless kiss
An indelible red
Bled by heaven’s undying gift

Naked flesh
Freed at nature’s behest
A garden of fertility
Nurturing blooming breasts

An angel
Born of dawn’s early light
A soul of serenity
Piercing the seduction of sight...

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poetry contests show our worst 
we strive and struggle to come first
whilst all that matters, is our smile
participating free from guile
doing what we love, as bliss bursts

Or

poetry contests seek to test
do we act at egos behest
disconcerted at poor result
or do we always bliss exult
breath of God heaves our joyous chest 

27-July-2021...

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Jensen plays to the skinless drum
Ten chocolate soldiers melt down
by the campside
Platitudes of the night
crimson altar affairs preside

I have forgotten your face
wish i was a pram
under full moon
grateful to be the new born
like a newly hatched larvae

An urbane man chased by 
bedraggled beagles
Forget the rest
cruelty at its own behest
treads to grey





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Footsteps
Miracle Man
1/16/2022

Those footsteps, onetime thought remotest,
in my past, lie dormant, not interred deep.
From recent memory have gone unnoticed,
they haven’t disappeared, they only sleep.

They have spurred me toward absolute best,
the mistakes I made became a teaching tool.
Footsteps remain dormant but at my behest,
Some recall my days, as a youthful fool.
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James and John of Jesus did request
to sit with him to right and to left,
     in his glory to share.
     “I must make you aware,
to be seated thus is at God's behest.” 

When the ten heard this they were much distressed.
So Jesus called them and to all addressed,
     “You surely must know,
     lords rank do bestow,
but for you to be great let the poor be your guest.”

Mark 10.35-45...

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