Short Blear Poems
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WINTER
Winter comes but once a year
Once it’s gone you need not fear
The sniffly nose or eyes a-blear,
Or, God forbid, the frost-bit ear.
Cider
Slider
Whiskey
Frisky
Pink gin
Head spin
Beer cheer
Eyes blear
Fine wine
Supine
Big head
Feel dead
Rethink
The drink
snowflakes fall silent
parents run ragged in hush
children sleep on edge
bells chime come stroke of midnight
three hours past ~ presents wake up
# Happy Christmas to all #
By
David kavanagh
Dreams tend to lilt
Today they’re here
‘morrow they’re killed
I’ve seen some wilt
Despite a tear
Dreams tend to lilt
If they are built
But not kept near
‘morrow they’re killed
They can be spilt
With just a jeer
Dreams tend to lilt
But have no guilt
Nor feel the drear
‘morrow they’re killed
A dream can tilt
A dream can blear
Dreams tend to lilt
‘morrow they’re killed
Watts gnu
Asked Sou
Knot much
Said Dutch
Ewe're late
Four date
Takes walk
Small talk
Tries hug
Slugs mug
Steels kiss
Near miss
Street car
Two bar
Byes bier
Ayes blear
Holds hand
Grate band
Lets dance
Know chance
Yew're drunk
Yew punk
He heaves
She leaves
Head tossed
Git lost
Sou miffed
Left swift
Ewe're tight
Good nite
The waves of anguish touched her feet...
Oh!She could not feel the heat,,,,
Her emotions reached the pitch of saturation...
And she could get the vibe of regression,,,,
Thoughts of pessimism annihilated her fortitude...
But she merrily enclasped the pith of solitude,,,
The circumambient moarned and the sunshine began to blear...
The clouds gathered and the thunder geared,,,
With blear-eyed look,
The drinks he took,
With eyes full of tears,
He enjoys his 'cheers'!
His flushed red face,
Has no bashfulness,
He has enlarged breast,
And 'spiders' scattered on the chest.
In the abdomen distended,
Has fluid accumulated,
Gives handshake hot,
But has libido lost.
His concealed sin
Has relieved his mental tension,
But has expressed
In the form of "Portal hypertension'!
Form:
visions of atmosphere
scattered illuminate
faintly lid, the world is blear
the latitude of nighttime sky
flaunts itself on a silhouette pier
evening gives up to nautical dusk
sightings of air on skin are brusk
still there’s a residue
of eerie mystic hue
covering wet rocks
lighthouses through and through
deserted cityscapes
queues of sea mews
moments of magic
making the time subdue
moments of faraway
mists tinged gold and blue
I got on a train~
that became a neon trip;
a wild vortex tunnel blear,
a freak voyage obscure !
Oh, what is my DESTINATION ?
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August 15, 2019
Poetry/Free Verse/Wayra/Vortex Blear
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1172-451-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, SECOND EDITION OF WAYRA
sponsor, Nette Onclaud
Fourth Place