Short Chattered Poems
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There once was a Martian from Phobos
When he spoke he was really verbose
He chattered away
Yes, day after day
Till, he drove the whole moon comatose!
leaves chattered in breeze
on a lone tree in the field
conversation heard
Heidi Sands
8/30/26
(C)opyright
There was a baboon in my bed,
I thought it appeared to be dead,
So I turned out the light,
But it chattered all night
And swung off the curtains instead.
For PD’s Silly poem contest
life’s tactile musings
swirled in silk calligraphy
artfully adorned
a keyboard’s chattered drone hails
extinction – the soul dipped pen
~01 Jan 2015~
Numbness poisoned flowers
spooky nights serenaded
with chattered cowers,
wounded grasp cascaded
panicked voices bloomed
mother's smile paraded
with gleams doomed,
yearning hopeless answers
as death roamed.
sat in the sun
while the goldfinches
chattered,
acknowledged
in their lesser shades
of glory
I sat in the shadow
of a red oak tree
and drew their feathered,
frantic souls
next to stiller,
yellower
houses
next to a stiller,
yellower sun
Clouds obscure the morning's bright sun
the heat already rises
A Sparrow lands upon the porch
His questions disguises
He was following a Redbird
Distressed at his pursuit
She noisily chattered just leave
You're different you brute
Out On The Porch
Sunday June 29 2013
Quite
cheery
I left home
on a bright morn' ...
The trees were lively
and birds chattered and sang ~
Happy and optimistic
I walked with a high bouncy step
feeling whimsical and fanciful
saying how are you to all those I met ...
Rushed and chipped chattered and thrust all over the floor
i’ve got a new life worth living for.
Sick of these games going on in my head; it’s ready
set go or ill end up laying flat cold dead.
stand up get going work with what you got,
forget all the past that ends up in a knot.
this is my one and only last shot.
Form:
Make hay!
Meant the macaw's epiphany
Coming in propinquity of the demesne
Pondering the erstwhile efflorescence of dalliance, she chirped
The bucolic redolent was everywhere, smelling petrichor in the air
This land is her home, she whistled with serenpidity
Harbinger of ephemeral life, she chattered:
While the sun shines,
Make hay!
A squirrel named Sunny Sip
found brunch on someone’s trip~
a glass of bright mimosa
left sparkling by the chair.
He took a tiny taste,
declared it quite first-rate,
then chattered to the blue jays
about citrus in the air.
Soon he was swishing proudly,
tail swirled and lifted loudly
the forest’s tipsy bruncher
preferred his brunch with fizzy flair.
The clouds took over the whole sky
While I held onto thoughts of you
Sunshine memories from up high
Visions can come true
The birds chattered a song or two
I listened while I wondered why
It takes time to resolve things through
As I watched the changes go by
There will always be something new
The birds called, as they left to fly
Visions can come true
Heidi Sands
9/25/17
I built my home high up in a giant oak tree
two kookaburras and an owl lived next to me
the day birds chattered all morning, conversation bright
hoot owl kept up a continuous hooting throughout the night
an orangutan moved in showing off his big red butt
I could not ignore it, so moved down to a hut
saw the shadow of a lion through my tent one night
moving to a houseboat tomorrow, trying to get it right
As morning light glistened on the trees
I walked quietly, stepping into the woodlands freed
brittle leaves crunched beneath my feet and knees
and bird song chattered on the breeze,
lost to time and city strife
I found a calm beyond this busy life
in the forest old and primeval
stretching to the heavens like church steeples
rays of sunlight twinkled through each branch
and I hummed embracing the shadow dance.
Nostalgia draped the counters and walls
The smell of bacon sizzled in the air.
Diners in baseball caps and ponytails
noisily chattered there.
The grill popped
to the teakettle’s screams
To harmonize with the babies cries
sitting on their Daddies knees.
Time drizzled by on the Chevy Belair clock
like the syrup on my Johnny cakes
while the waitress kept a pouring coffee
to the bikers, their cravings to abate.
Walls were covered in cobwebs that chattered.
Splash is flaking from the crumbling floodgate.
It was flawed to wait while you were battered.
Walls were covered in cobwebs that chattered.
A long time of hush leads in aged flattered.
And some items that may freshly relate.
Walls were covered in cobwebs that chattered.
Splash is flaking from the crumbling floodgate.
Written: February 20, 2023
My skin was cold,
From freshly fallen snow.
So pure,
A sparkling white that made the scenery glow.
Reminds me of a dove
One I’ve dreamt to know.
Snow danced,
The wind whistled.
As I stood there in thought.
I stood until my skin turned blue,
I stood until my teeth chattered.
But whenever I thought of her,
temperature ceased to matter.
I let out a breath,
One filled with forgotten words.
Words I could never say to the snow
I walked along the old railroad tracks
Surrounded by yellow hues all around
Birds chattered happily in the bushes
Lifting my spirit with their sound
The birch trees shined, even with gray sky
As I wondered where you are
My thoughts adrift a morning breeze
That came to me, from oh so far
Autumn is moving quickly now
Making way for winter’s return
I’m bracing for the cold to arrive
While trying to keep, each lesson I learn
Heidi Sands
10/12/19
Shared my morning coffee with a squirrel
he chattered on about the acorn fall
while balanced on a flaming Maple bough
then gone into the fervor of his day
Meditated on the rainbow oily black
sipped the potent potion out of need
felt the warmth of love's soft eyes
sweet embers of an everlasting flame
Rekindling the moments of a life
a shower dropped a ripple in my cup
sending a gentle shiver up my spine
cold rain upon another endless day
8/29/2020
I got the chills
The shivers
The shakes
My cheese chattered
I crossed my pepperoni
Frozen like a popsicle
I hid myself in the far back
of the icy dungeon under a hamburger pizza
How about a pizza? A giant asked.
The door opened.
The giant reached in and plucked me out
I was set down on a wire rack in a warm sauna
A wonderful warm sauna.
A door slammed
It got really dark.
Dark as the freezer, but warmer.
I began to smile.
Warming up all over....
Silver box filled with madrigals
Winter song upon her heart
One single Orchid in her hand
Flower of bitter sadness
Panting for what is lost
Eyes blind in the darkness
Seeing what is left of love
Softly whispering his name
Reaching out for bitter sweet memories
Embittering herself for this pain
A sunset that she missed
Candle light now her company
They chattered before she left
The yellow Orchid on a grave
Untimely death of tender love
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