Short Breezily Poems

A golden leaf, silently falling
Returning to earth that created it earlier
Gently... slowly...  breezily 'tis transported
Landing humbly on its side, bowing, submitting
Its end has arrived, it demurely relinquishes...

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Grasshopper and the ants were having a laid-back day
They did what they wanted, snoozing and snoring away
The meadow was breezily uplifting, sharing her grasses.
I like being here with my friends, the lads and the lasses....

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Grasshopper and the ants were having a laid-back day
They did what they wanted, snoozing and snoring away
The meadow was breezily uplifting, sharing her grasses.
I like being here with my friends, the lads and the lasses....

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Bibble, the Blue Footed Booby believes bubbles are beautiful.
Babs B. Brown, his brother’s best bestie bashes his belief to bits.
Bibble blusters and babbles, breezily blowing bright blue bubbles.
Bibble’s Booby brother, Billy barely arrives before a battle begins....

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MEANINGFUL TO -the Haiku --

as the nature/spring
before dead brown breezily…
the leaves in spite of 

winter now soon spring
so dead before are the grounds…
betrayed by the leaves

Oh  the winter/spring
before dead brown breezily…
in spite of the leaves...

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When two minds click, it's ecstasy
Creative flames leap to and fro
Ideas flow so easily
When two minds click, it's ecstasy
New theories proffered breezily
Abstract musings yield seeds to sow
When two minds click it's ecstasy
Creative flames leap to and fro



        (Iambic tetrameter)...

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MEANINGFUL TO -the Haiku --







oh the winter spring
before dead brown breezily…
in spite of the leaves








3/15/19                              
For Contest Writing Challenge 2, March 2019 - Haiku- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart...

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Doctor Pol is a vet on TV

who resolves calving plights easily!

With his hands, puller tool

and his knowledge to rule-

baby cows are born live- breezily!


April 1, 2022

Contest: On A Lim
Sponsor: Joseph May
Syllables: 9 9 6 6 9

TV Show: The Incredible Dr. Pol 
Nat Geo
 ...

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Dandelions are breezily blowing
Perky dots on lilies seem to be saying hi
Spring needs her own adjectives for her feeling
Refreshed, rejuvenated, regenerated, regrown
These are but a start of the emotions of April
None of the other months encourage me to dance
Spring invites me to sing, spin, skip, twirl and twist.
She takes me back to age six and lets me play...

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Merrily
fairies tease lyrical tunes
arranged almost airily

Breezily
frolic with wild woodland sprites
dancing through branches of trees

Kisses pressed
with great delight on the ears
of squirrels sleeping in nests

Finally
as the sun rises, they slip
under leaves, sleep peacefully

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This is a Treochair, 3a/7x/7a - kind of like it!

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/treochair-poetic-forms...

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Trees breezily sway 
to a tropical tune we hear playing.
You grin as you twirl me 
with what seems like wizardry!
Under the big golden moon, 
I look to the sky.
But where are the stars 
on this night so enchanting?
Are they hiding?
 Then I look into your eyes,
and . . . stardust I’m seeing.

June 16, 2020
for  the 'UN-RHY-ME' Poetry Contest of Brian Strand
Now for John Hamilton's 'Your best free verse 2020' Poetry Contest...

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I have had this fear.
It started as a rattle.
I would rather not self-diagnose-
worry my afro kinks straight.
I let it pass breezily.

In my room of metaphors
I closed the door, shut 
out the attitudes of reality:
Bold, beautiful, young, and restless.
I wasn't mindful of her,

She and you, or us.
Our contact disassembling, just contract...
tempers like daggers over lactose.
"I'm unavailable!?" because you were 
penning soliloquies for the stage....

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As black as my birdlover poet's 
pen ink hue in hue
A rook and a raven flew flew 
flew
when the wind it breezily blew 
blew blew
and blustery became the view 
view view

An albatross then gracefully 
took to the air
and for hours it seemed to 
linger there
O' birds of flight your secrets 
tell
and if you know which of us
had end up in heaven or hell?
For isn't all is well that ends 
well?
Lets pray there ain't hell's murk 
but Eden's light 
at the end of the tunnel!...

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Relaxing near my pool, I heard
a whisper in my ear.
I felt the warmth of a crystal 
gleaming tear.
The wind whispered ever so
softly and breezily:

"It's perfectly acceptable,
Panagiota, to be fully thee!"

"To follow the crowd, is
totally, not your balance"

"State your truth, with panache
and elegance!"

Thus, I resigned from chasing
approval and popularity.
The true glory was for me, simply
being totally me..
In every segment of my poetry.

August 13, 2019...

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