Short Belay Poems

Listen to poem:

give a little,
squeeze a little drop,
give up on,
the illusion of seclusion
belay to open up,
to be becalmed
to be becoming....

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unbreakable cord           					                
three strands wrapped tight transcends                                                                       
belay man draws deep...

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Looking out
he took that step
intrepid
and risked it all

Faith to act
as his belay
one last piton 
in the wall

Descent set free
in motion
a true heart
to guide him down

For love of life
and moments gone
belief once lost
—refound

(The New Room: December, 2023)
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Climbing the Nose route ...

Perfect weather - feeling fresh!

I should take the point ...

Climbing partners are nervous

So we'll go slow ... and steady

Highest rock face in the world

"On belay?", "Belay on ... climb!"





( Syllables counted @ HowManySyllables.com = 5,7,5,7,7,7,7 )...

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Listen to poem:

Just belay, will you,
hook-up and just stay.
Grab a mooring,
until the break of day.
Or ride at anchor on line,
rode to sea's bedstead,
instead.
Just belay, and moreover just stay,
steadfast and sheltered, right here secure, 
with no if and buts
for up-anchor, quick-and-away lifts,
to aweigh, your belay stay
with me today....

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HERE'S WISHING YOU A BUCKET OF THE BEST,
FOR HAVING REACHED THAT GOLDEN CREST,
I MYSELF CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER THAT FAR BACK,
TO THE TIME WHEN I BROKE YOUTH'S BACK...

BUT WISHING YOU THE BEST FOR THE NEXT MANY YEARS,
YOU'LL ONLY GET UGLIER AND WISER SO BELAY YOUR FEARS.
MAY YOUR HEART BE FILLED WITH JOYFUL TEARS,
MEANWHILE, KICK BACK WITH A COUPLE A BEERS....

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Drifting languid, light 
upon the damp breeze,
the seeds of milk weed fairy fly
upon the aching air.
Snow white, weightless, dancers
skirts upturned before the coarser green
of velvet lawn they flee.
Backlit as virgin lovers 
upon the meadow’s spawn.
The castle walls dare not belay
the upward loft with daunting gray 
for on fragile wings in autumn damp
The world is full, a whorl in white....

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My instincts say, evolve,
My instincts say, resolve,
They whisper in my genes
Keep moving, there because

Question everything, they say
I think that’s what I hear
Reproduce, your coded self
All that you hold dear

Me that’s just another way
Differentiate my quest
Dreadnaught or an open hand
Conscientiousness at best

Mark these words
To comfort
Belay a story told
Who would doubt their impulse?
Who would be so bold?

©dbyrne march 2013...

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Born under a bad sign,
verses time recalled
harder luck and trouble,
 moments trapped and stalled

Born under a bad sign,
rock of ages sold
answers stay unquestioned,
bells no longer toll

Born under a bad sign,
darkness settles in
rumors take the place of truth,
wages buying sin

Born under a bad sign,
desperate to belong
days belay what lies conscript,
wordless—heartless—gone

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2022)...

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I crept upon the moonlit night
To where my heart doth dwell
To spy amidst the candlelight
My one true love, my belle

A sultry vision, tempting eyes
Her pow’rs just never belay
She leaves me ever paralyzed
My love she keeps at bay

No wishing brings her to me
No praying makes her know
The feelings I want her to see
The love I wish to show

So, I will sneak again tonight
The shadows know my course
I’ll seek her out by candlelight
As love reveals its force...

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