Short Bringers Poems

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Premium Member Old Pebbles

Nature's flamboyant tiny gifts

Brought to beaches by the gushed drifts

People cherish old pebbles

As the soft touch enthral them

They treat them as prized assets

And fortune bringers


Placed: 2nd
Form: Verse


Ungodly Creatures

In the darkness of the night, I saw an ungodly sight
Decaying flesh, bringers of death, in the shadows of the night 
Hateful stares, evil glares, these ungodly creatures of mine 
The song of death sings on their every breath 
And "come" they seem to say "join us as we play" 
Says these Ungodly creatures of mine
Death they'll bring and hear us sing 
To these ungodly creatures of mine
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member I Wish I Was

I wish I was a rare White Raven
Not albino... leucistic... odd genetic defect 
born of single pair black common ravens
minimum pigmentation, eye color flecks

White Raven legends as light bringers,
Subjects of discussions and books
Foretelling world's end, playful tricksters
Extremely rare, unforgettable looks

May 6, 2018


"I Wish I Was A..." Contest by Viv Wigley
Fourth Place
Form: Rhyme

Dirty Music

This is not dirty music,
It's a heavy beat
With a deeper depth;
Catering to
Our instinctual need
For rhythm,
From before
Our births,
Layered in the womb
Of our life bringers,
We had bass
In our ears;
The pulse
Of our mothers' hearts;
And we kicked
To that tempo,
And now here it is
Again louder
And oh so real,
Gritty; jarring
Rattling our bones
Comfort it brings
In it's constant groove
We bob our heads and step to...

Lingering Dusk - Thomas Kinkade

mountains white
    bathed in the light
        of sunset bright
dusk lingers
    sun's fingers
         are joy bringers
humble homes
    with tent-like domes
         shine like chromes
nestled here
     where nature's near
         spreads tranquil cheer
pine trees tall
     heeding winter's call
         rustle in the squall
a river flows nearby
     gurgling waters sigh
lingering dusk catches my eye
         and reminds me of...
   ... God on high
Form: Ekphrasis


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