Short Bordering Poems

Atomic revolutions
bordering
the world's cottons....

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Rice may fall
bordering the horizon
whether blossoms....

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Fancy keeps autumn's memories:-,
next,
tips bordering blossoms....

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In broken dreams
Anchored by silence
Bordering nowhere
I found love 
Sleeping
Next to me...

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He noted with much exasperation 
Bordering on desperation 
For his basic expectations 
Were yet to get any direction
Despite his heavy expectation...

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delicate ruffled
rose colored geraniums
snaring honey bees

lasting all summer
lifting faces to the sun
glorifies the yard

bordering garden
a fairy like loveliness
lasting one season...

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in this green warm room
they speak unknown 
languages of power
passion bordering
on revenge
complexes of conflict
brilliant minds chained
by the system
slowly recovering
they are speaking
unknown languages of
love passion and deciet...

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his child crime started petty ~ stealing red apples from bordering trees

his adult crime knows no bounds ~ red’s now invading bordering countries 

if red’s not faced down by us all ~ his madness will border world war three

By 
David Kavanagh...

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Boardroom Boredom, onBoard
Bordering unBound muse and
Bothering my over-bred mind
Bleating and Braying in me
Boring Beneath my attrium's Base
Brown abyss of bottomless breathes
Where Blue beams blondely
Beautifully veiled boredom
Booms and burst as Uncharged breeze blows
Tearing apart the 'E' in ME...

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After a cleansing rain, the open plains reveal:
    no sign of contaminating dust.
Clearly visible now: 
    emerald peaks rising behind hills.
The city gate enclose: 
    willows watered by the creek
    bordering fields yet to be plowed.   
With the advent of spring,
    it is now time to sow and toil....

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vivid contrast of blue and white
now damaged the dress
complex and enigmatic
infanta facing cynosure
prospective grid with a
single vanishing point
barock red bucano
on the golden plate
is she watching or being watched
the parents in the mirror or a re-
flection of the creation bust 
the rear bordering on illusion...

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Lief
love
amor
amour
amore
 is in each language universal
Love knows no frontiers
 love is a marvellous feeling
 Of the soul: amor or love is the word
In every language
Knows no frontiers
Country
nationality
Love of love 
A feeling without bordering
 the first love 
without borders
a world without frontiers
because love is universal...

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Their population on the swell,
The local yokels just couldn't tell,
Why their isolated town called Bugaree,
Red dust and drought for all to see,
Was inundated by a city slicker hell.

You see,it was a radio man from 2CE 
Using language bordering on thuggery,
Delivered such a terrible harangue,
Abusing listeners when they rang,
Had told everyone to go to buggery....

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Like a thin blue line
is a far-off lake
bordering six towns.
At my back there lies
a grand mountain range.

I sit viewing
many green trees
this breezy day
in my valley.

Leaves wave, but
not goodbye;
I’ll not roam!

Beauty
is my

home.

June 13, 2022
for Caren Krutsinger's Diminished Hexaverse Contest Your Choice Of Subject Poetry Contest...

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dry white snow rasps the asphalt
attempting to reclaim the purity
of a metropolitan morning

coating the concrete pillars
brushing with tender touches
the grates and allies

dusting the bottom lands
of bordering belted swamps
with leggy aplomb

the icy shavings take flight
on the whoosh of winter
in hushed whispers they move on


First Published by The Tishman Review January 2015...

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Drifting through this ocean of life, alone without a hand.
Reaching desperately for help, with envy for dry land.
Only dark seas in sight, and not a thing to eat.
Water fills my icy lungs, while I frantically kick my feet.
Near to death, far from humanity.
I can hardly think straight, I'm bordering insanity.
Nearly out of oxygen, running out of air,
Going under slowly as I'm tangled in my own hair....

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A pack of individuals who are really all the same,
To think that we're unique is bordering on insane.
Make up that special someone, anyone but you,
Peter Pan or Wendy, as furthest from what's true.
Go to that special place, that's far away from here,
Put all your cares aside and deny your inner fear.
A delusion in reality to keep our thoughts at bay,
But fantasy is the trap that leads us all astray......

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Selective Recall
Written: by Miracle Man
New Years Day 2022

In a dim lit corner of every mind,
lay matters which long have been whispered past.
These thoughts congregate, ever to unwind,
they’re distant moments that forever last.

Some exist as Dust Bunnies, unspoken,
and will never enjoy the light of day.
Any thought garnered would be just token,
not ebon or white but bordering gray.
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Standing on the threshold 
Bordering realities 
Caught between what is
And what should never be

Discerning my indifferences
Thought becomes a casualty
Amidst a different mindset
A mirror of humility

Step however lightly
Into that maze of doubt
Which keeps us all pretending 
To know what life's about

Nothing's ever easy
In choices that we make
Regret's the pill we swallow
For each wrong step we take

~JJR 10/15/16...

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We have a great deal of sadness
Pent-up inside our fragile selves
Bordering at times on madness-
unhealthy in and of itself.
You’d think we’d learn to deal with it.
No! We shelve it for another day
and indubitably admit
its return in myriad ways.
Sorrow assumes many faces
Far too many to cope with each
Leaving behind tiny traces
of memories and self reproach.
Human minds are the rub, the source.
Their forlorn heart’s its driving force....

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Isn’t it fun to be passive aggressive?
Subtle and biting, rather impressive!
Fact-free and spiritually dispossessive
Use of hyperbole: deathly excessive
Squeezed that one in, somewhat digressive
Some might say that crosses to the transgressive
(Authoritatively, overexpressive)
Now, I’m just bordering on the obsessive,
Cycling up and down, manic-depressive.
Or maybe I’m battling imunosuppressives;
Time for some fresh air, the best decompressive.
...

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Dawn breaks through the darkened night
exhaling beams of sprinkled light
across dense blankets of snowy white.

Naked, bony limbs start snapping
reaching arms upward while napping
allotting chilled moss to lay wrapping.

Frosted crystalline water awaiting
the ice-kissed surroundings, while creating
melancholy moans of biting wind deflating.

Craggy hilltops bordering, in sharp peaks,
glistening barren landscapes in streaks
as relentless Winter hibernation bespeaks....

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A long wait in vain
Leaves me lost in rain-refrain,
Plonk, plonk… and long wait,

Back to whence began,
Back to day-dreaming again,
Life, what else but wait!
___________________________ 
Haiku |27.06.2021| 

Poet’s note: Monsoon has been for ages in many parts of the world a keenly awaited season in a year. And the anxiety for a timely rain is understandable; a monsoon lover like me included. This Haiku is an outcome of one such wait, a day-dream bordering on hallucination....

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I find it funny
bordering absurd
to hear people ramble on
and spill their beans

they must be all delusional
thinking they are entitled

do they really
not hear themselves

I’m absolutely delighted
to send them on their quirky
and eccentric way

I shake my head 
clear the air and try hard to pretend
they were never here nor there



Submitted on March 26, 2022 for contest A BRIAN STRAND 1097 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

Originally posted on February 15, 2020...

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