Short Chambered Poems
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My four chambered heart wants you
Make up, your capital mind babe,
For I'm begging u
'Cause your lips are a medication.
#TmTs
LOVE ...
Is a many-chambered prison
That we go to willingly ...
And our sentences are dispatched
By those we trust ...
With the keys.
Like a turtle,
I carry my house on my back.
Like a bird,
I carry my home on my back.
The shell, the sky
And for me
Chambered mankind,
With me always.
Walk turtle
Fly bird
Wake Man
The feathery dusky violets,
Of a purplish vaulted sky royal,
Tickles the genteel soles of twilights,
It wakes to a bluing chambered hall,
Whilst ups a blanched dress as white stars sprawl
This
Ornate
Fine silver
Gathering dust.
Hands splayed, overlaid
With golden promises
Caught in persuading rings.
Blood diamond among crystals,
Unsullied with obligations and
Laying in your four chambered treasure chest
I puffed out a soft cold cloud
In these long chambered empty rooms
As my hand held washcloth to brow
Over me, your sickness looms
Hot breath toasted my fingers
Now heaving up dead fireflies
The anger still lingers
My fever induced by your lies
In wonder, count the petals of a flower
Be amazed, probe a chambered nautilus.
Walk backwards out of Fibonacci's Spiral
Into eternal embrace with enlightenment.
From Walking Into Enlightenment
Gregory R Barden's Contest 10/25/20
Liberum Divisa 2
Nautilus, chambered.
Mathematics? Not really.
By nature only.
Smells more like…
Ah…normal distribution
(Of golden spirals).
You could look it up.
FIBONACCI? Not really.
Logarithmic coil?
Not exactly. Else
One or the other would fit.
Only nature fits.
DIG
Dig with spade and a soulful heart,
Destiny’s soil chambered beneath.
Dust chalice canvas, questing art —
Dovelike Wings of lily bequeath.
Dig deep into the chasm of love —
Desired silty handfuls, free of
Debris, a blessed ruddy start.*
6/5/2018
Joseph May’s Pleiades Contest
*blessed with 2 syllables
Home, they say, does quicken beating hearts,
yet mine protests as I prepare to go.
Chambered rooms, stretched endless miles apart,
strain the pump and cause the blood to slow.
Precious thoughts of her upon my chest
stoke the fires and help the embers burn;
Vivian, may thy sweet days be blessed
Till in a month I’m able to return.
A chambered shell
with each a secret Lie.
Memory dwells spiraling
down deep and only the Infinity
knows what is kept in each.
A secret that lies
dreaming
kept in its chambers coil.
This heart is where eons
of mysteries dwell.
This cosmic design
plays a part in the Grand
Scheme of Creations mind.
A lost art.
Nautilus
I sense them calling through my chest.
Their counsel in my head.
Through thin winds shining shellfish light
I'm shown the way in red.
Their dead sound calmly drawing down
a crescent chambered brood.
As isolation fills me sad
with scars a park has strewed.
That everywhere I think I can
I'll look where more should be.
And everywhere I hope I can
accept that 13th tree.
Through arid nights
They fire their gun
But do not see
my war is done
the years of blood
have stained my skin
and chambered death
inside a grin
I have born my soul
To no applause
And washed up on
A thousand shores
When the blasts denote
That death is near
And the mists of dream
Are all but clear
As voices fade
Behind the sun
Then all shall see
My war is done
It began in the innocent spring of life
This of which, never did share
Spent summer of youth
… One in blanket gaze
While, she of long reaching, __ mystic stare
Now stirs autumn winds
Whispers of twice-cried tears
Two stories tell, each welling deep
The chambered nautilus of harbored fear
Maybe forever, shared song of winter’s discontent
Yet strings play on
As purveyed souls, soon greet seasons, never meant
Form:
where chambered feelings once were kept
levied love that now breaks through
overflowing and forming a pool
in the depths of my soul
where thoughts and dreams from my heart are swept
from an accordion folder in my mind's depths
memories painted on blue sky canvass
without a cloud in sight
where love flows inward over sandy shores
gregariously, we allow for more
a Crescent moon shines from above
a blanket of stars to catch my fall
"If a clown don't make you laugh, that's because you're an adult from Mars," ... by The Poet
'Tis magical youth-phemism plays its part,
and subtle measures of bliss-phemism chart,
a suite chambered core harmonized whose heart,
discovers a treasured keepsake impart,
photogenic instants a kid's jump start,
when purposed failure is a work of art,
amidst submerging laughter comes apart,
until the clown blasts, "Kids you're a sweetheart!"
Oh, to preach, to pontificate
Seize the “bully” pulpit
Bask in the reverberations
Of your own voice
Mock the sanctity of silence
To expound on the simplicity
Of the impossibly attainable
Berate the questioners
Expound on humility
In stained glass superiority
To infiltrate the openness
Of childlike minds
Inculcate the innocence
With tainted seed
Oh, rave on
You echo-chambered ego
Your bellicose denials
Deny their truth
John G. Lawless
©6/27/2023
the house shines bright, it takes every light
sleep refuses to dream, a reverie extreme
the plan to outsmart, a shot in the dark
trigger for a steel mention, the spelling of my name
directed to a lead core, dead center to each letter
primed for flight, a jacket of lead dares our right
a ripping force of violent heat, to rupture complete
rendered lethal for the take down, a fatal round
chambered by a sniper, posted at heaven’s door
Terry D'Arcy-Ryan
Below indigenous herds of species’
Soft stampeded tramplings,
Profound caves water rivers underground.
Roots grow their nether forests
Down to a shadow fathom depth of earth.
Tendrils leaf out only tuber leaves of dirt.
Flooded backs of charcoal catacombs
Snake like water moccasins through
Aquifers to rise disguised as springs and wells.
Here there is a bargeman who
For pennies holding eyelids down
Will help you to forget
Vaguely chambered
Urges of the heart.
The strumming of these strings
A mesmerizing melody
Beginning to sing....
Taking me within this journey
Of these unencumbered loves
While the keys of pretty play
Note by note....
Upon this brighten stage
Falling upon my heart
Within this unconditional soul
As the winds begin their verse
Removed, from the chambered curse
Higher and higher....
A symphony sounds
Now Rising, before my eyes!
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~ The Opera ~
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