Short Bight Poems

Sinning Horn Haiku

sinning not commit
being down to the last bight
we should always quit...

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its a cool day
but i must say
i open my blinds
look i could see
it was bight as can be
 weather was fine
was
WINTER   SUNSHINE...

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New sun radiates,
  painting the sea bight silver...
     rocks seem huddled sheep!



Entered in Raul Moreno's contest, "Champagne Skies"...

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Bight colors 
Brand new clothes
Shiny cars

Empty hearts
Cold house
Lost souls

Selfish man
Woman of scandal
Hurt wife
Crying child
Eternity...

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Bight blue sky called to me that day.
It said, 'Why hello there. Hope you like my colour today"
The more I stared up the more I understood that
That voice came not from up above but from deep within....

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Your hair shines bight under a moon light like the wind whispers and the clouds shine upon your feet so the grass gets higher and higher till the end of time to see the stars follow in sequence when the moon comes in a bright colored glossy
finish...

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Bight blue skys with 
fluffy clouds
i need total darkness
i love the smell of
decaying rotting flesh
i could be a zombie
at the end of the world
i will never go hungry
it is getting harder for
me to tell dreams
from reality
my thoughts are clouded
i'm thirsty for a 
drink of your blood...

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You make me feel like a 
Summer's sunset on a beach:
Watching the bight rays stretch
Out across the waves,
Saying one last golden goodbye to the world 
Before it goes to sleep; allowing 
The stars and moon to take its place in the 
Evening sky, as they sparkle across
The water like thousands of dancing snowflakes....

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I wish to touch the next God-made day
But if only if only i may,
To see the sunrise or clouds cloak the day
To hear the birds sing and see kids play,
It doesn't have to be bight
as long as there's light
So that i can see
The day shared with me,
At night now this is what i pray
Before upon my bed i lay,
And then hopefully sleep
That day in my Heart tonight i keep....

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Upon  her  face  hangs  a  pout,
Which  under  her  philtrum  she  wears  so  pink.
Not that  she  wills  to  show  sulkiness,
But to  send  a  flirtatious  invitation,
And  inveigle  mine  to  repose  on  her  rosy  bight.
A fool he  who  ignores  a  pout  and  a  wink.
Never  could  I resist the  beams  of  her  comeliness;
To kiss  me  and  erase  the  pout  is her  intention....

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Stifled in this spin of bight
Tongue undone in sudden fright
cannot scream claws holding tight
To twist and stomp with all my might
What is this sorry bloody sight?
So slippery slime that yet can bite
If one could stretch to such a height
to burst though stone and see the light
It's midnight moonless clouded night
an empty graveyard sees my plight
And shudders  for this can't be right...

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Listen to poem:

String of Lights
David J Walker

Stretching as far back as
I can remember
A string of lights shines
(one at a time)
On each day 

The wall plug energizes from
Deep within the last century
Dulling each mise-en-scène 
That is numbered

As I walk down its namesake lane
The nearest shine bight 
(At last fading into a distant past) as
The bulbs flicker their luster and
Vanish from sight...

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Listen to poem:

The eastern gale swept o'er the bay tonight,
As rising seas climbed up the sandy beach,
It pushed and forced its way beyond the bight,
And those who tried to stay, they did beseech,
They boarded in and hunkered down so tight,
Those need of care got aid if in their reach,
The stormy night gave way to calm daylight
Some minor damage said in Mayor's speech,
No deaths had been reported, shed some light,
A wiser lesson learned that storm did teach.


2020 January 07...

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Wherever you are
He is there
And now you're afraid
He is tired.

And his heart
That you made with
The passing of time is
The love you both made
But erased.

With one smile
Arder full of love
And the star's how they shone
Inside on fire the sun.

In the light face to face
her shadow
Now is lost, and forever
He's left without the bight side of her love.

And one faraway sun that still smiles
And God's love lass and I said yes and that,
She's is afraid, that he's tired....

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