Short Cheeked Poems

pink-cheeked baby
watches the summer storm
silver rattles...

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the sweet smell 
of the woods in fall
nut-cheeked squirrels...

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Misogynist cult
pawns, rosy cheeked petals, for
a cold pallid bane....

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premise
a one liner
that can bring you to sound
thought or progressively red-cheeked
thinking....

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disturbed
greatly, i feel
like a schoolgirl again.
i want to hide my face in shame.
red-cheeked....

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ruddy-cheeked and whimsical
October comes skipping in
brightly drawing attention
then leaves with a BOO...

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I am no body
husk of maiden, shell of she
smiling Buddha cheeked
children crawl from crossed legs
poetry flies from my hands...

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APRIL

a long time coming
she is rosy cheeked and chill
breath quite treacherous
fickle april of my dreams
fondest promise unfulfilled...

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central comfy chair, grandma’s.
a mischievous grin, dimple-cheeked.
flops into the warm leather seat, giggling,
with strawberry hair, occupied.

1/24/2019...

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I’ve seen a rosy-cheeked nobody 
who was a star far more i
n her thrill at the chance met moment 
than the jaded celebrity 
who grimaced to give her autograph again....

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The girl in the corner
Sucker cheeked
Sweet lips
had such a pretty face
you'd think
it was broken joy
in a flower pot
waiting to be dissembled
by sticky wrappers....

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Anteater’s ideas are absolute.
Buff-cheeked gibbon gives them a toot.
Tree kangaroo throws down a shoot.
Peacock pheasant gives them the boot.
I run away with all of their loot.
I am kind of a robber galoot....

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Bundled up      huddled up
                and
                     rosy cheeked
                my wooly-capped son and I
    listen to the bell-runner's song
                             beneath a lowering sky...

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Ginger ‘s hair now grey,  bragging
     Impishly, how she  had worn a mini
     Never  short of partners  when
     Going out until small hours dancing
     Enjoying  the infamy of being a rebel  the
     Rosy cheeked lady recalled yesteryear...

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She Rose Up, He went Down 

seen through the heat haze of  morn
the sun rises, blushing pink 
to peach, then rose cheeked

a lustful sun burns the sky
to periwinkle blue
oh the after glow

Date: 6/28/13
* Love poetry was written in this form.
Contest: The Red Sun...

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When the lights, one by one
House-lit do go off
I, with envy, pull back
A window's lace-cloth.

For there, under the stars
A Sleeping Beauty!
Earth - kissed awake of Dawn.
Wet-cheeked, more wishful
For whose own dreams come true
Which hour, too, finds me....

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layers of a personality
apple cheeked marionettes
acting evil and good
soothing smooth smiles
and blood curdling stares
sometimes the arms drop off
with clattering noise
clothing will tear
or succumb to linen rot
but heroes and villains shine only at night
so ordinary in the light...

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Sleep 

The violet purple sky above lay eyes to play with the sun
The darkened garnet green of the fields are for animals to seek and run
The warmest orange flame of a fire to sit beside when work is done
The smiling rosy cheeked woman to love when weary eyes are stung
And all is quiet in my world as sweet slumber rest does come...

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Spring, fresh cheeked, thrills us with renewal,
Heralding life’s cycle born anew
Summer, with the face of adolescence, 
Warms the heart and smiles at us with flowers
Autumn dances to the song of twilight,
 It's age dismissed with colorful abandon
Winters presence meets a cold reception
And mourns the passing of another year...

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I recall two small girls
skipping along the hill
in the summer of their
cherry cheeked childhood

studying sticks and stones
amongst red-gold leaves
whilst clouds cast faint shadows
foretelling futures
of long-legged beauty.  

Then, in the chill of evening sun
Tramping down the slope,
homeward
for warm-up tea and
chocolate cake comfort....

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asters in her hair
and wearing a hint of blush-
September strolls in. . . .
crooning melancholy strains 
she bids adieu to summer.

October follows-
whimsical and ruddy-cheeked. . . .
sometimes blowing in
she brightly draws attention 
then exits quite eerily

following sulking
in her sister’s faded gown
November arrives -
stepping lively at the time
of harvest’s celebration...

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Open wide my mouth,
as sugar stirs my tongue,
stained a juicy blue, 
and satisfied with its surprise.

For along the winding steep,
my eyes in apropos of Summer,
plucked the childhood fruit
and stirred it sweet and cold.

Stainless steel lips, lime-eyed
and chubby-cheeked, remember,
the iridescence of an innocent sun,
carefree and loved.

4/23/2019...

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Drunken Moon Haiku


smokeless tobacco
seeking light from another
mooching off the sun



loitering in dusk’s
drunken aura of darkness
last call at sunrise



a lone wolf’s farewell
song of life’s broken spirit
hobos serenade



round moon – square window
cold framing whiskey’s wisdom
red cheeked aftermath



John G. Lawless
7/3/2015


written for prompt of DRUNKEN MOON HAIKU...

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Shush my child
Sleep awhile
Close your eyes
My honey baby.

Lips so sweet
tiny feet
Sleep awhile
My honey baby

Lashes long
Red cheeked born
Sleep awhile
my honey baby.

Eyes of blue
precious too
Sleep awhile 
my honey baby.

Shush my child
Sleep awhile
Go to dreamland
honey baby.

When you rise
no surprise
Ma will kiss 
Her honey baby.

http://www.flutetunes.com/tunes.php?id=109...

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the sidewalks turn into rivers
soaking shoes that smack the concrete bottom.
rosy-cheeked and bleary-eyed
you stumble next to me, 
but my steps are meticulous, 
avoiding the writhing worms-
pinkish but corpse-gray on their deathbeds-
a public drowning.
I would stop and carry them to land, 
but you would make an ugly face
and say cruel boy things.
so i sacrifice their lives
for another moment of peace....

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