Short Chiselled Poems

A vain, self important baboon
Would preen as he made ladies swoon
Chin chiselled and firm
A blonde curly perm
His butt still looks like a balloon...

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The arch and the gate at the church late on.
At dusk. The path. The birds.
The chiselled lines that tell of lives long gone
And the moss that shrouds those words....

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Break it off a bit
loosen the grip
On my sanity
somewhere in the back
Please detain the pain
let my cries signify
Not the same
un unhappy
Give me a glimpse of free
tell me
i
am
not me...

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Luckier the departed souls are than the living who left behind to grieve!*







© Demetrios Trifiatis
     23 February 2018



*Inspired by Victor Buhagiar's poem: " In Memoriam: Chiselled in My Heart "...

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She passed away and his world became a barren land of excruciating solitude!*







 © Demetrios Trifiatis
     23 February 2018

*Inspired by Victor Buhagiar's poem: " In Memoriam: Chiselled in My Heart "...

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I used to live in Dark Shadows
Abutting the cemetery
My wife and her lover plotted
An hole in the ground for me

As grave as it is to decrypt
They vaulted me into a tomb
On which my dear wife had chiselled,
"Good gracious!  Here lies you know whom!"...

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gentle pops of ice
as surging streams
release its imprisoned brethren
decaying leaves grasping onto blackened fingers
as weathered wind encircles
sputum gurgles past
as stream seems to gasp
chiselled bedrock teeth
laugh as speckled waters
erode and carry
child particles
far away...

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These stone eyes devour
chiselled by the empty rain
buffed by the dust of histories remnants
Touching life with crackled fingertips
The portent unformed smile
that labours at the stone hearts
that drift forever by
Punished wings that mock
at feet unmoved
Pass me with your time
Unfelt this obelisk heart of mine...

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COPPICE   WOODS.

Wasted in coppice woods
Drained in chiselled anguish
Gods of the elfins to sell
Sunshine in closed circuits.

Charades in preparation
For the promised future
Dazzled by forest fires
In some teaked nurtures.

Filtered sunshine
Turning orange in streets
Shredded to the pieces
By jaguar’s sharp canine teeth....

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Splintered light adourns the grimaced sky
Below stone golems bow in reverance
Timeless relics reaching from earth driven binds
To touch the prismed light in flight
Silent stones that whisper 
like children in the corn
Praising the light that died with time
and slowly cradles the chiselled tears
of natures bitter end...

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Oh, to be beautiful, incomparable,
paramount perfection, the rival of none.
Oh, to be brilliant as a diamond is brilliant:
hard through and through-but pure as the sun.
Oh, to be luminous, and thus to be cherished-
pearls are cradled in velvet black as the night.
Oh, to be alabaster, chiselled in marble:
hard, smooth perfection reflecting the light....

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Each
      chiselled
                     line
enamel
              images
to float
upon
            sounds
                       sans
                       rime
staccato
syntax
              align
                     symmetry
as
iambics
                  beat
the
drum
           of
                  vers
liber...
         ....tine...

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AN OPEN FORM
Each
      chiselled
                     line
enamel
              images
to float
upon
            sounds
                       sans
                       rime
staccato
syntax
              align
                     symmetry
as
iambics
                  beat
the
drum
           of
                  vers
liber...
         ....tine...

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Lost in a piece of glass
as sunlight chiselled its facets
or is it the side 
of something with many sides
or do i just repeat
just pause
friend to frogs and logs and dogs
sitting with your mouth agog
a word so gently placed
can cause a smile to fade
and the deepest darkness
can be saved
Want to be amazed
relive my stolen days
words left on pages
when in the future frayed...

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The chiselled talons of soulless sane,

With crooked claw of judgement bane,

That in the glare of beaded tell,

Seizes the cries where innocents dwell.

Whose shadows are dust in plumage stained,

The ashes of merciless reign.

Where crowned in glory of thorned rose,

They’ll seat the throne of headless woes,

The guardians of the fallen ten,

The service of shadow less men....

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By their graves I kneel
And speak to the stone slabs
As I listen to the wind
Their beds are under sun and rain
Tiny babies to grandparents
Who speak no more nor do they sing
They're in slumber with no pain
They've left us their tools and violin
Finely chiselled words on their tombs
Shine them till they lived
As recorded by kith and kin
You, young ones, preserve it
For in you we all trust...

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The journey

Pastels painting over cracks and crevices
cuts in canvas tapestry of life

Oils spilled on mosaics of passion
broken shards and fragmentations

Pencil drawings sketchy rubbers
contestations smudge enlighten darkness

Inks and doodles careful blue prints
fill fulfil meaning flowers colour life

Memories chiselled on tombstones 
caress and blossom in purple and red

25th May 2016...

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do not look for me
among gravestones by black attire
   once chiselled ergo sum
but instead a mother’s arms
a womb from whence laid cobble stones
I paved in tears, in many strides
and tread along forever
then glistening bud
and falling leaf
find me somewhere in between
where I’ve sat
among scenes of many views
the hourglass and all its sand
a grain within grains, find me
and shall not all ends
deliver all beginnings


...

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She loved him dearly; many times she bled
The thought of parting piercing like a dart
The lifeless body ’cross her lap now spread
His head she cradles with most tender care
With acquiescence she avoids despair
Although there’s sorrow chiselled in her heart
And frozen teardrops waiting to be shed.

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Rhyming scheme: A-B-A-C-C-B-A
Contest: Rhyme Time 6
Sponsor: Laura Loo
Placed 1st
© 24th August 2018...

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The Universe.

The universe came along
To inhabit my place the other day
To shape the forms in contours
With a subtle suggestion in tone.

Design chiselled by wild winds
Pulverising the static constants
Saved from strangled suffocations
Not a laborious description of all
But  hint for renewed aspirations.

Pasting reflections on new moon
Multi colours added of expectations
In time growing shrub land in hue
Seedlings planted amid the high noon


Durlabh Singh...

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FUNERAL RITES

Hunter and the hunted -
It's a breach of contract
Finger , pointed at me ,accusing ,my dad .

Muse forefather , consecrated water ,
An agreement on half burnt chest ,
Primitive scribes chiselled-

Dad, you shake me in my sleep
Lifeless curses on me
Zenith of fear, I agonists
Tent a bye-pass
My love offerings to you dad .

My son breakes glass
Leap beyond circles
I weep in remorse
How I imposed solitude on you!

Brunt out ashes
Broken words-
Dad..............my Day....

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When I was laid in field of clay
No flowers above my head did lay
Nor marble headstone placed with care 
With words of love chiselled there
No words of sorrow were spoken in pain
Tears of regret did not silken handkerchief stain 
No volley of rifles to the sky
No last post lullaby
So when you ask
 Were does he lay
This fallen soldier 
Of yesterday
I tell you true 
And 
With pride
I lay with others
 Side by side
In every corner 
Of 
A foreign land
You will find us there
Brother’s band...

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At peace, of life bereft
in the last grave on the left
where wilting weed and musty bloom
cloud the legend on the tomb.
Words in chiselled grey
bear false witness every day;
acid rain a solemn screen
when every night was Halloween.
Thunderous drums roll near,
lightning jagged, forked and clear;
marching men and daily bread
echo sacrosanct and dead.
In plywood boxes my friends sleep
out of mind and buried deep;
pray for me throughout the fall,
the one who never sleeps at all…...

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