Short Brusque Poems

Elon Musk:
many people say he is brash and brusque;
and, to be honest, he kinda gives me the creeps
when I think about some of the company he keeps....

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There was a man who searched for the oasis
But was lacking in the social graces
He’d splash on some musk
But then acted brusque
By looking for love in all the thong places...

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Listen to poem:

Laconic lullaby a simple sigh
a wink a terse goodbye,
pithy pun a pointed reply
made turgid when seen eye to eye.

Tangy zest an alibi
for why you flit on by
to mollify and justify
your brusque awry reply....

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plump red strawberries
the kind we knew last red dusk
when time inched by brusque

garnet stars flash on
scarlet leaves and cardinals
mars phenomenal

crimson dragonflies
when fruitful days are going
true colors showing...

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The waiter: short, surly and brusque;
in the air, hung a slight scent of musk.
Natasha’s Cantina:
with Masa Harina,
crime’s perfection, wrapped in a cornhusk.

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I promise I won't do another tamale
...

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Harold was all bluff and guff
brusque and rough
his words sometimes pinched cheeks too hard
with his honest plain Tennessee talk
Some thought he was rude
he had no filter
he was abrupt
but not corrupt
a few of us appreciated his honesty...

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Long day,
towards glorious dawn!

What is it to know...

Brusque night,
fronting twilight!

What is it to know...

Measurment of time,
what fickle line,
trespasses among the mind-
that decieve the heart!

What is it know...

Oh-

That's to know-...

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I'm on point of psychosis. 
I'm haunted by silken dusk.
howls echo to wry Croesus.
reflects my deep-seated whimsy brusque.

5TH PLACE CONTEST WINNER

Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
LIND30 Rhyme Poetry Contest...

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With sand between my toes
and gulls singing a chorus on the shore near me
I can doze

As daylight fades
I watch the sun bow to the sea
in waves 

Wind brusque
Swaying palm tree
Dusk

With sand between my toes
I watch the sun bow to the sea
Dusk


January 8, 2021
Sun and sand Minichu
Sponsor: Mohan Chutani...

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Brusque cold snaps crisp as a pine needle stab
evoking shivers in the elevated altitude silence
Lordly evergreen points, pierce the ephemeral
like aspen gold splashing in the emerald thrall,
as the lake now stills to glassy gray from aqua ~

Tahoe broods before the snow to stay stalwart

(12/24/2022 For Still-Life Autumn Scene contest)...

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Smell of Autumn in the evening dusk
Decaying leaves slowly becoming dust,
Scent of that Sixties patchouli musk
Smell of Autumn in the evening dusk.
Breezes becoming somewhat brusque
Leaves still green but tinging with rust,
Smell of Autumn in the evening dusk
Decaying leaves slowly becoming dust.

written August 1, 2021...

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low looming clouds drape
rich fertile furrows
loaded with buried tulip bulbs
launching necessary nourishment
to carefully cultivated beds

scores of  fresh Spring blooms
arise in symphonic, harmonic accord 

awakening serene landscape...

blanketing verdant flatlands
with sheets of vibrant colors

for a brusque season

I pause in awe
at Earth's lavish artistry...

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Blackberry briar bounds the river: a curb
o’er the levee’s curve; a thorny imbroglio
under which twitters sing in broody milieu
Naught but the resilient do venture within
daunting vine bent in asperity, weathered
Little flyers fluff the brusque in a love filial
In wee caresses, stringent opens soft eyes
Silken white, touched in palest pink, winks
Sweet, sweet, they tweet, for a juicy bliss…

(8/7/2022)...

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Briny tis vast bethrong
Balsam swept windsong
Droplets align brusque seas
Sailors beware perilous lees

Fickle fathoms she weeps
Discorded notion steeps
Coquet tempest squall 
Bounden to celestial call

Sail me matey, harness rein
Envious tis sodden domain
Cast to enchanted sea
Foolhardy, thou may be

Hasten to landlubber true
By chance nary pines you
Submerged in foamy cascade
 Seawaters tis possessive maid...

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Brusque the evening tide had dawned


As music roared across the scene


A billow of zeal subtly spawned


Forlorn a spirit quite so keen



Chafed be our bodies swayed in tune


Carefree the night swept us away


From our skins perspired monsoons


Whilst new passion sauntered astray



Mouth to mouth revelations speak


To the cadence our hearts detoured


Across the sky sunrise had streaked


Lovestruck we both remained unsure...

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Two ravens in the summer dusk
Were, back and forth, debating
From two phone poles, loud and brusque
They kept deliberating

When one gave their rebuttal
The other answered back
But far be it from the kettle
To call the raven black

And while I stood observing
They looked at me askance
A creature undeserving
Of a simple sideways glance

On this one thing they did agree
Those two birds of a feather
And, mocking all humanity
They flew away together....

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The ruler of his kingdom
He designates the lines
The pieces that belong to him
His subjects and their lives 

He rules with domination
His disciples are but fools
This powerful head of state 
Oversees and overrules 

His commanding reign of tyranny
A symptom of his fear
That the truth of his own worthiness 
Seep through his brusque veneer 

Deep within marked territory 
A little boy survives
A little boy who measures worth
On the ability to rule lives
...

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