Short Chronicles Poems
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Confusion stains the eye
while the mothers wonder why
all their pretty children had to die
--stray hero
In the glow of bright screens, secrets unfold
Hunter's laptop weaves tales both bold
A dance of power, truth bought and sold
© daniel miltz
Chronicles of the night,quiet,cold and not bright. Beautiful,peaceful as it spreads the blanket of darkness on earth,bold in its uniqueness and greatness.
This tale of a child's dream,
Things are not all they seem-
An allegory in simple code
A parable dressed in modern mode
Of lion,witch and wardrobe.
CS Lewis/Walt Disney Narnia Chronicles
Bonsai tree of ancient roots poses a Sun,
Errant light spools upon rings of the aged,
The artfully skilled master the chronicles,
Wholeness of the day is honored to observe.
Date: 09/05/2019
Formidable I got through the plane
Horizon Dawn's
Suddenly verticals involvement
Chronicles the falling rain
Shine on rising dawn
HORIZON
8/13/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Poem inspired by C.S. Lewis', "The Chronicles of Narnia"
A noise like everlasting thunder
The waterfall keeps
Dancing
Bubbling
Churning
It is lively
The Great Waterfall
Pours down into
Caldron Pool
At the western end
Of Narnia
Form:
I bought you
Three bottles of dowry
The Barman is my witness
Then you staggered away
Leaving me on bended knee
You called out Mama and fled
Clutching on the chronicles
On a Sunday midnight
when we roam
What brought you to the bar
I bought you three!
Resting your wunderbar head
On my bare pubescent chest
Makes my throbbing pulsation
Adorably align to our passion of
Night and day chronicles while
Tending to your
Irresistible magnetic beguile that is
Captivating yet still addictive.
We have waited for long for peace,
Intense passion had ruined our love
The chronicles of hate had killed-
Hurt our soul, crumbled it;
Eternity was merciless for us,
Raging through our reverberant cries
Emanating heat,as desires surged-
Destruction; hope withered away.
What happens
When A.I. becomes
Smarter than it's creator?
Judgement Day;
It's all going to burn
And you'll be nothing
But bleached skills!
An example of Science Fiction Poetry after watching "Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles."
Image: Image: Fox
Shadows dance, moons embrace.
Soughed sounds of human wishes in the wind alight,
dreams enlace.
Truths with tales,
sagas fall from firmament night,
time scales.
Mind fun,
echoed insight,
spun.
Shadows dance, moons embrace.
Sagas fall from firmament night,
spun.
Rose Meadow, an outcast woman,
portrayed by Fertie Fields.
The film chronicles her Pagan beliefs.
A supporting cast boasts
Roland (Rollie) Hills and Hayden Hayfield.
Cameos by Misty Marsh and Lily Lake.
Marquee brags of Nature’s spiritual mysteries
comprising the life of Rose Meadow.
The George Chronicles: The Thought
With a dash of moon dust,
and a sprinkle of joy.
I'm hinting towards the fact,
you could be the one to change this young boy.
With your ever lasting smile
and undeniable charms
with the words you express today
by the minute I wait for you with open arms...
Let bye-gones be bye-gones musing backwards ceasing to remember how time has past seems so amplifying, yet a overcast evoking images in one's psyche of the rise
and falls substained. Chronicles of one's minds, hearts and souls freeness from escaping suppression substained taking stock of letting
bye-gones be bye-gones.
The petals’
Soft streaming
Aloft dreaming
Colors painted in mind
Lovers intertwined
Their taintless imaginations
Drainless infatuations
Obsessions with my feet
Reflections deep
Coves upon which
They meditate
Groves whereat
They levitate
Like sparkles, pink
Heartful sync with love
Ahhh!!!
*Foot Bath Chronicles*
Be sure of heart,
Obey fond feel;
Live charming start,
Do work fine will;
Choice styles a grant,
Hurl happy say;
Raise your own wand,
Opt sound array;
Note touch and tale,
Incline prompt art;
Calm words prevail,
Lines move in parts;
Echo and tell,
Speak truth that dwells.
Leon Enriquez
26 August 2014
Singapore
*Image of Mars Planet Red by Pixabay & Chemistry on Titan by Space.com.
greenhorns
commie circle
aliens conquest
Martians of earth
ring of blue hope
titan assimilators
half breed earthers
*Movies; Martian Chronicles, and, The Titan
2021 July 01
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND JULY 3
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2021 July 03
LANGUAGE of WATER: STREAMS
Rills
murmur
chronicles
despite humps, breaks.
It bears tales: breathing new life to landscapes.
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~LANGUAGE OF WATER - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud~
__Olive Eloisa Guillermo__
4:23 pm, December 07, 2015
Tells a haunting darkness
To the graves & the boughs,
To relate mystic tales
To a night-wind that ploughs.
Tales which carry secrets
Now buried in the yard,
In tombs & mausoleums
Where shadows stand as guard.
Lest the dead tell mortals
Of such chronicles old,
And share this deep wisdom
Measured in terms of gold.
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Precious Gertrude...
Began waving mildly her little wings
Then wildly while wishing
But yet to fly; baby's blinking
Black pearl eyes and so very lovely
These priceless tiny cries; curls atop
Her furry fuzzy crown; lying down a rest
She this beauty stirring within, her dreams....
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...."The Princess Chronicles" *
Form:
A little man for such a big title.
Rosy cheeks flushing the blue of his eyes like birds from a bush;
Charisma came to mind as his eyes met mine.
He was the big guy I could tell
By the stiffness of everyone else
In the straight faced entourage
Seeing right through me.
His Holiness...
Or humbleness
Perhaps gave this guy his clout.
2/6/2020
Precious Gertrude....
Began waving mildly her little wings
Then wildly while wishing
But yet to fly; baby's blinking
Black pearl eyes and so very lovely
These priceless tiny cries; curls atop
Her furry fuzzy crown; lying down a rest
She this beauty stirring within, her dreams....
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...."The Princess Chronicles" *
Form:
I give thanks to the father my eyeball God my father who gives me life a friend give thanks Praises too my Lord Jesus Christ for he is good always and my God and his son Jesus loves endures forever and everyone so I give thanks to the Lord for he is good always his love endures forever
2/6/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2o23
1st Chronicles 16:34
Thsee poems are my chronicles of madness
In the journey of healing from psychopathy
So when my head gets screwed back on straight
I have this to look back apon and say, oh hell no
I'm not going through this again
I know it's going to feel insane for awhile
That there will be a better tomorrow
Right now I'm holding on tightly
For the ache of my soul to fly free