Short Below Poems
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Light
Behind
Gray cover
Hope is beyond
Clouds control the sky
Rippled patches
White snow brings
Fallen
Light
Heidi Sands
11/23/22
Below Zero
grey skies thick as stew
spew white muffler mounds
drowns all in deep somnolence
even a dogs distant bark
hangs crystalline on the air.
My neighbours from the flat below,
Hearing the sound from my apartment,
They think that my sex life is very ardent.
Alas! I simple jump on jumping rope.
What could be said
of the bugs below?
Can they feel this
weight from above?
Around they clamor
in a life of dirt.
Unaffected by that
heaviness of love.
below the moonlight
ripples gently radiate
two in love now share
captured by the lunar beam
enrichment to future bliss
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-18.php
Just below your lips
all my desires curled up now
whispering love talks
to a single beauty spot
tonight my world starts from there
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There’s life here still
somewhere below the surface.
I dip under lily pads,
delve hands into reeds.
Down in the sludge, shimmering sunlight
illuminates what once thought lost.
We drink your blood while we laugh at you in your drowning lungs we feast on your skin and flesh. We are hyenas that stand on two feet we serve leviathan melter of those that sleep.
I see him
relentlessly busy
running in every which direction
scattered to the winds
anything to evade
the constant chatter of his mind
AP: 2nd place 2022, Honorable Mention 2025
Maintain my weight while sitting at a plateau
Never give up, just don my endurance chapeaux
It's getting easier
As I get skinnier
Can finally see my friendly glowing down below
stories hung aloft
above us since time immemorial
connecting the dots...
...beauty in variety
before Adam named the animals
God named stars
PS. This LUNE form is kind of interesting...
Future technology is for the good of mankind
But can be manipulated by unscrupulous minds
Must remain skeptical
Some are unethical
Watch for these dudes that operate below the line
S-un below the horizon
U-ses his apparent descent;
N-ow is the time to rest,
S-leep and set for a moment.
E-vening is about to bring slumber to the beacon;
T-o hide his brightness just below the horizon.
the cold
dulls
subtle senses,
sterilises
well-being:
unsettles
the positive
induces
futility
vanquishes
desire-
and in silence
kills
"It ain't no hell below; no devil
with a pitchfork, waiting to
ignite you into flames. It's hell
right here on earth, It ain't no
hell below."
Poet: Ken Jordan
March/2014
The sun smiles a greeting at me
I meet his wan rays graciously
unblinded, unbowed
unblinking --
I hold the cards now
in December
the sun's played his hand --
Pale, absent fire
he slips
inconspicuously
below the horizon
report card arrives - nerves like banjo strings, yikes, so bad I could burn it.
Date : 3 September 2020
Contest : My Most Unforgettable Moment in HighSchool
Sponsor : JCB BURL
17 syllables using Poetry Soup Syllable Counter
I stare at the cloudless ocean sky,
feeling like it's weirdly way down there,
and I'm stuck, stranded, strangely up here
in my boat, I'm afloat in my sigh !
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John G. Lawless
7/11/2015
Well Below Low
Not only did she seem really low,
Compared to that was well below;
To her an angel was sent;
Heaven is where she went,
Where so far away did quickly go.
Jim Horn
Wrote this after reading E. E. Cummings
poem about a 16 year old whore.
Up in the sky,
I see a light from down below.
Racing across the sky,
Until there was no place to go.
A drop of water flickers down my face,
I was thinking of you before this time and place.
Closing my eyes, I pray.
Hoping that I can move on with my day.
Throw and Stow Below
If it was something we should not know,
Best thing to do is always try and throw.
Below and you are sure to safely stow.
After hearing about intelligence being
compromised, makes me wonder how
they should have it handled.
Jim Horn
Last night a high wind
undressed the maple grove
it broke both twig and bough.
A flying carpet fell,
blood-tinted gold
spackled the woodland floor,
all in a heap and litter.
If you walk ankle-deep there
your shoes learn to speak
with the dying and the dead.
Golden sun sets low and melds with blazing eyes,
warm bodies entwine, ignited by breathless replies.
Unspoken deeds, starry night comes to mesmerize
as passion’s kiss shoots forth stifling my soft cries.
11/18/13 for Juli- Michelle's Rhyme Battle: Round 2
None of them have been me ‘til now;
Not trying to come off highbrow;
I’ll let you find out and say ciao;
Have a pow wow, have a pow wow;
They will all feel like my shadow
as they sit putting on a show;
You’ll feel it as soon as you go;
A notch below, a notch below.