Short Bolted Poems

They say marriages

are made in Heaven, so is

thunder and lightning.


Date: 06/19/2019...

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life a mystery
a bolted door 
which has no key
a winding maze 
with no solution 
a misty haze 
a mere illusion...

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Remember,
keep your jack-lantern lit
‘cause on this eve should its flame quit,
dead-bolted doors won’t protect you 
from baleful spirits pouring through!...

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My majority years have bolted
and this Mothers Day
Has left me to suppress thoughts,
from our past,
left curbside as rubbish;
That God never intended
to be recyclable;...

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The horse has bolted
Day is night
Memories flight to County Carlow
when he lives in London SE27
A soft rain is about to fall
when he calls me John
and forgets to feed his cats...

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A poet once tried to rhyme “turmeric”:
he ate ten big jars, and then murmured “Ick!”
His taste buds murdered,
poor dear old Bernard
bolted up three flights of stairs to be sick....

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Where am I?
I thought I was in
The here and now
But I was in the then
I go there many times
I can't always remember when



Nuts And Bolts

The wife went nuts........so the husband bolted...

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Lips locked loosely
Tell me that I can open them
The door is only stuck
Not dead bolted with strength
And pursing my own mouth
The hinges are undone
While the wind of my breath
Opens your orifice...

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LOVE - LOVE - LOVE

Just a 4 letter word

A mountain jolted

A heart bolted

Find the magic mix

Like a candle wick

Look for love

Wings of a dove.

3/26/2014  JOE POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES...

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Poet Young Older
Sat on a Rock
Musing
Swaying
Chiming
Thinking In-to
Thinking Out-of
Time, Space, and Breath
From where Children Bolted
From where Old Men Slept
Poet Young Older 
Sat
and Wept....

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the bell rang in a sharp chime,
piercing the viscid night slime,
and alerted many nearby,
who were busy in crimes,
they bolted and ran,
and vowed to keep the bell in mind,
the next time they did the crime....

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the door has been closed
it has been bolted and locked
don't try the window

my heart is secure
your words are no longer "keys"
soul sanctuary

image is tarnished
no longer will I welcome
a fallen hero

Eileen Manassian...

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Slam.
Closed, the door locked,
bolts bolted,
window sash fused, 
window sash fused.

Vehement and implacable,
the wind scowls
gouging an inescapable path,
splitting and cracking,
branches ache,  
binds break,
white flag quivers.

Why resist?
surrender!...

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Smoked Surprise!


Basking in new found love, just like a pair of swans,
To sweep him off with her delish delight was the plan!
Baking, making, waiting,
Din’t know when went dozing!
She bolted in a cloud of smoke and at the door was a fireman!

Mansi
27/01/2018...

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P	ersistent , aching, gnawing, throbbing each with its measured degree

A	ll these are effortless words describing a state of being

I	ndescribable though is pain from personal grief when heart and spirit lay broken

N	o beating heart escapes, 'less its doors be sealed, shut and bolted...

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The Japanese cherry blossom
Trembles beneath my window,
I think back to when
I thought I saw god in the bloom.

Walking the mile
To the locked up church,
Bolted fast, heavy oak,
My stomach churning

With apprehension,
And disappointment
At finding its emptiness
Laid bare in the sunlight....

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One dark eerie Halloween night,
Count Dracula gave me a fright.
His pointed teeth gleamed,
I bolted and screamed,
When he asked me out for a bite!


17.10.19


A New Halloween Inspired Limerick Poetry Contest sponsored by Tania Kitchin

syllable count 1.by ear! 2. obligatory PS syllable counter...

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A mercury-free tin of tuna fish
  bolted down, gagging all the way
To the accompaniment of gossipy lips
  a revolting noon hour this hot day

A walk inside COVID's masked prison
  did not appeal to me either
Tossed the tin in the can with a certain elan
  Farewell, tuna fish; unleashed, my inner Tarzan...

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you didn't travel this far alone

a demented kinship 

a exalted sense of self is fastened upon your crown

bolted  deep into your skull

rancid marrow flows through your bones

 cancer was born within of these blood ties
 
now out of the darkness 

You must thrive in the Light

For all to behold the Champion of Deceit........

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Once upon a happenstance
I gazed, a look, and paused in trance

To dream upon a crystal palace
Her heart aglee and form to chalice

With towers true and field in view
I set a course to give tongue to

I crossed the field - anxiety smote
And walked upon this palace mote

Yet, as I firmed, my heart to pour
She drew the bridge and bolted door...

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Dark and dank
It smells of earth and lies
Secrets buried below its surface
Cobwebs of secrets spun decades ago
Pain and suffering pushing at it
Trying to spew forth into the light
Bolted and locked away it will not remain
Pushing outward, it longs to be
The cellar door will not longer hold it
Break it open
Release the truth and you will be free...

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We’re still half a world away
from bombs. 
We’ve bolted our doors 
and rigged alarms
for burglars.

So there’s no need to listen 
to the winds that gather 
about the house, a whisper-
conspiracy of sky 
and overhanging trees,
this rainstorm lullaby.

Oh, but 
when we’re suddenly wide
awake in the dark, 
who’s that neighbor 
come knocking?...

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What lies behind it,
Dare I take a look and see.
Looks very old, uncared for,
What secrets does it hide, 
Nothing here but a broken heart

Left bruised and broken
Lonely without hope and love
Now firmly locked and bolted
Key thrown away for good
No one can cross the threshold now.


Penned July 18 2014 by Seren Roberts

Contest:   Door to a Wayra - Nette Onclaud...

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Should I abandon reality's fear?
Open the sky and unlock it clear?
My little gold keys are all I can hear.
Imagination is a dimension,
That twists and warps all singularity.
I find a hallway of bolted down doors,
There is no staircase, but a hundred floors.
Spacing out on rolling, green ocean shores...
I separate myself from five senses.
Reaching for eternity and my soul--...

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Love is a lavender mist
loosening sealed windows 
gliding through key holes of bolted doors
melting frost from the heart
placing it in a nest of warmth
where a chorus of miracles lie.

Two times in my life 
I've inhaled this miracle mist,
slaying one with my ego
the other slaying me with hers.
I'm still waiting for the third mist
to thaw the chambers of this 
dormant volcano heart....

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