Short Bustles Poems
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Sun shines
until a cloud bully
bustles his way
to the forefront.
Breeze takes note -
shadows matter,
first fall leaves
tumble scatter.
Leaving goosebumps on my skin,
Autumn shares her puckish grin.
Clouds cry on the grass,
Little sprouts springing slowly,
waiting for the sun.
Quiet, birds chirping;
Not a creature bustles today
They sleep with the sun.
By: Juli-Michelle
Motif: Nature/new poem
On your mark set go
watch them race around the track
wind bustles as they fly pass.
Standing by the fence
bare skin feel's the embrace.
Squeeze your eyes open
try to catch a glimpse
just a blurr as they go fast
-miranda lambert-
winter releases
her hold so reluctantly
as cold leaves the land
spring bustles on in
tender buds burst into life
clothing all in green
summer days hotly
stir breeze of aromatic
scents around garden
Autumn slowly drifts
in, lush ripened harvest
fills barns to roof top
Miss Juliette trips the light fantastic
To temporary, temporal, tempo clocks
Pirouettes and dips, like tight elastic
In her bustles and bows and bobby socks
A whirlybird, a wonder, a wisp of the wind
Tippy-toeing to tantalize her toes
Spinning and grinning, unaware of the wind
Tippy-toes tapping to where the wind blows
In a humming white room
mother was up late but unresponsive.
Her face and body hooked into tubes,
We stood around whispering inanities
not listening to our words
just the gasping sounds
of the life support machinery.
A young nurse bustles in:
"Maybe tomorrow
Doctor says it's touch and go."
The next morning it was go
and we were late.
Little dog, firmly standing your ground
at the back door
no, you won't budge
not one pound of your nine
you will not near the cold snowy bank of the yard
shivering at just the thought
with chills blowing past the doorway, rattling down your warm hall
Big dog bustles by
and in one leap
is snowbound and smiling
no way to get him back inside.
For the first time in weeks
we wake up to cooler air
and the sound of the windchimes
from the breeze swishing there.
They've been quiet too long
in this heat wave we've had.
No wind. No windchimes.
Making mornings quite sad.
But today is different,
as the breeze bustles by
and I listen to windchimes
sing their song to the sky.
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24/08/2018
Fresh to the world, nothing to think
having all rights to be catered for
with everything to drink
all goodies for it, in one link
and at it love and care constantly wink.
Enjoying a period so pink
lots of affectionate waters without a stink
with many shoulders beneath in case of a sink.
Life’s bustles only watch and blink
b’cos this little one isn’t yet ready
not even in sight of its brink
Those madcap Victorian horsewomen were super confident
Silly when you realize they were riding at breakneck speeds, sidesaddle
In those day a woman did not know it was okay to wear pants.
The closest thing she could be caught alive in would be pantaloons.
I am staring at the screen years later, wondering ….
Do they break their tailbones when they fall off?
Or do their bustles serve as a landing pillow?
Sad story stains
Spread sensuous strain
Nude naughty name
Burdens brisk blame
Such squeaky sounds
Proud pleasure pounds
Glimpse grumpy gain
Pride plunders pain
Leeching last light
Niche nasty night
Rich rapture ripe
Proud pleasures pipe
Such sad surprise
Pain pickles prize
Huge hate hustles
Big blaze bustles
End echoes etch
Sticky smudge sketch
Leon Enriquez
09 September 2017
Singapore
She spins erotic prayers that he tattoos
onto his libido.
She clutches
at this man plucked from the void,
prints his likeness over her breasts.
His words,
now as close as a bedtime stories
told to her flesh.
They meet at the edge of an idea.
Motel doors slam. Daylight bustles
through echoing corridors.
From each side of twin lamps
there are tongue-tied, tangled sheets.
Their cyber words
have now turned to bats in the sun.