Short Bluing Poems
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Filtering clouds
of morning sleep
Misting,
parting,
hidden haze,
Wind from my passing walk
Blows bluing notes in the sky.
The feathery dusky violets,
Of a purplish vaulted sky royal,
Tickles the genteel soles of twilights,
It wakes to a bluing chambered hall,
Whilst ups a blanched dress as white stars sprawl
the fountain pen no liquid bluing
a blank piece of paper staring
poetry with no telling
the mind has all gone dry
important to write
poems I need
to create
to set
free.
©Holly P. Moore
December 2012
Algo se esta tramando
There's trouble brewing
Goon of doom-Tornado
Bubblegum chewing
Children bluing
Wild World Swing
Zing!!!
Hi cuñado...
© rajat kanti chakrabarty
18 December 2014
I stand on the deck
Silver shadow that I see
The beauty that paints
A magic, drawn down secrets
In the calm breeze of their soul
Smell the sea and feel
The bluing fragrance of wave
Enjoy its moment
The loveliness that they bring
Let your soul and spirit fly
Starry Night
A bluing sky
Seascape
Aloft
Squalls
Adrift
Currents flowing
Starfish swirls
Stirs heaven
Midst a dark purge
Tamed voices
Outcrops a town
Pellucid
Envision
A
Work of art
Goes
Sprawling
2020 March 04
ETCHED AND ENCLOSED
Etched and enclosed
Forever for an evening.
Holding a heart
Breath of bluing
Breath of beforing
Breath of remembering
The closing of a heart
A memory of an evening
Moments, fragile, passing.
Moments, passing passing.
She closes the curtain to her heart
Lazily settling on wandering currents
bluing in moonshine
of colored water changes
she sifts between layers
longing for things crystal and bright
glitter for her hair
great clouds of hair
swaying to the rhythm of
her descent
deep
darker
invisible.
as though she never were
Lingering, ashes creep toward center,
bluing verge of desire,
frost ring edging smaller,
stoked on memory’s flower
of fractured heart wood kindling.
An aging reminiscence,
this fire I bow toward,
leaning closer inward,
wishing I could fall . . .
my flesh the keeper of the flame.
March 9, 2022
Title: Keeper of the Flame
Pick A Title, Vol 29 – Poetry Contest
Edward Ibeh, Sponsor
Listen to poem:
An Earth Rises To Its Star
Per fortuitous sun,
befalls in a hard sky,
burst kissed bluing off,
seeds of tried gain calm,
turn pummels to squander,
and set a fast pace to change,
to a sedate sensation, influence,
the awakening elements of earth's
variable forces, components all, in its
wake of contributary spoiling of its world.
2020 March 14
A metallic muzzle
breaking through a marshy bog;
an unlikely find out here
in the rain-riddled moor.
I finger dig the soft ground,
reveal the snout of a short barrel,
clay clogged, emerging -
haul out the rest,
a revolver!
Who hid or threw this?
This ‘who done it’ out here
in the wind-swept nowhere.
Bluing worn away,
steel beneath dented and pitted,
firing pin corroded
yet heavy still
with unknowable sin.
A metallic muzzle
breaking through a marshy bog;
an unlikely find out here
in the rain-riddled moor.
I finger dig the soft ground,
reveal the snout of a short barrel,
clay clogged, emerging. -
haul out the rest,
a revolver!
Who hid or threw this?
This ‘who done it’ out here
in the wind-swept nowhere.
Bluing worn away,
steel beneath dented and pitted,
firing pin corroded
yet heavy still
with unknowable sin.
Pages turn in blackened winds
Time looks on and shares a grin.
Pinwheel spinning silent songs
of endless nights of endless loss.
A tear conceived -unrecognized
a trail of salt on keyboard vines.
Starlight paints frosted eulogy
white roses whirl in arctic seas.
Suffering through bluing ecstasy
sparkling pinnacles of heart valleys.
Skipping stones over diamond shoals
kissing perfumed nape while breaking bones.
When {grave} becomes the home
a star sighs out of key.