Short Churned Poems

Milk is churned to 
Produce butter, anger churned
Leads to strife, hardness


(Think about it.)...

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what happened just now
is what I had dreamt about
it was déjà rêvé
my brain churned through memories
to predict perchance fated...

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something grabs my leg

                          plastic bag churned by the tide

                                 ocean clings for life...

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Butterfly, gem of grace
Beauty's churned quintessence
Blend of rainbow colors
Bouncing on filmy wings
Blooms beckon their buddy
Brief, but blissful, its life!...

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A mind flowing through creativity,
Opening senses to conductivity,
Pour every internal notion,
Every churned emotion,
To the craft,
Til final draft,
It is incomplete,
Until art is obsolete....

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I remember Mama's bread
fresh from the oven,
slathered with new churned butter,
topped with grape jelly
and dripping with love,
greedily 
gulped!



Inspired by Laura's "Sweet Treat" contest...

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Plagued by gas attacks was Willy Weasel
  His tummy churned from frequent upheaval ~
     Then Willy got a hot tip
     Try this stuff, just take a sip ~
  Willy learned weasels can't stomach diesel...

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Ambrosia

Black tulip Shrek 

Green envy demonstrative

Butter wouldn't melt whence churned

Into something other than itself

With chicken arms and pigeon chest

Which inside to hide

The ashes of a loved one

Departed...

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Mayday tomorrow, 
but the pole has been toppled,
the good earth churned by munitions,
and then seeded with Claymore mines.

There will be no dancing on rubble ruins,
as we bury desecrated corpses, 
this year’s harvest will be lean....

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Roses blood painted petals shine.
Thorns defending savage ripping hands.
Gloves are cheating!
Go pick on something your own size!
Tulips won't bite, but they take revenge.
They flourish in fresh churned soil, 
generously fertilized
by bodies deeply buried....

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His life spinning inward,
  to its center returned

A whirlwind of intent,
 —through the maelstrom it churned

His end was beginning,
  as the last became first

All time banished outward,
 —evil Gargouille dispersed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)...

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GOD’S     SPARKLE



When you turn your boat’s bow
To the morning sun
And the mizzen now is shaded
By yellow sails
Your face is to the rising tide
And into the breeze
Scattering the churned waves
And God’s sparkle surrounds you




15  December  2019...

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Nary a word was said
    as they tumbled onto the bed

  Passions in overdrive churned
    what were the lessons they learned... 

  Nary a word is said
    as they fall into bed half-dead

  In separate bedlams a-snoring
    escape from a lifetime of warring...

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I Move Through The Shadows Of The Night
Because You Leave Me Feeling Like Your Shining Knight
Dont Let My Hand Go
For It Will Be My Last Show

For Lifes Turns Have Churned Me This Way
I Have So Many Words I Feel To Say
But You Leave Me To Ingest Them
I Wish To Tell You, But When?...

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it was a Valencian love
hot and heated
the warm breeze blew 
I was not cheated
sweat dripped onto the sheets
as the fan slowly churned overhead 
it was not enough to keep things cool
it was not enough to follow the rules
there were no rules
only passion
I found his one true gift
was beneath his accent...

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Those drunken nights and barroom fights
  now seed my fallowed ground

Where women spurned and lovers churned
  rule memory’s lost and found

Those wasted days and sleepless years
  like wine have aged within

Fermenting each unwritten page
  —reharvesting my sins

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)...

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Earth still stained by man
  churned into barren lands.

Blood thirsty for resources
  leaving most little choices.

Their greed and deceit
  these conflicts repeat.

They continue to dominate
  using many others as bait.

They don't understand humanity's concern
  but a thermonuclear war from shall learn....

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The other day I was lucky
enough, to see you; 

you made my blush 
you made me cry 
you churned the sky 
with every color 
known to man; 

God adjusted the lens 
I looked again, sure enough 
you streaked the sky 

with crayon shades on cue; 

Your repertoire of color
surpasses every dream. 
    

Oct. 24, 2018...

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The clearness and the song of stream is gone
When merges in the river
With a load of churned earth

Look at the rivers how they run like life
Through wood and mead, shade and sun, 
Sometimes swift, sometimes slow,

                   +++++++
May 29, 2014
Form: Kimo  (Syllable count 23+23= 46)
Contest:Let's try a little Kimo by Amy Green...

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Memories are all I have,
Intense and suffocating.
Churned out emotions needing salves
Healed, yet unrelenting

Abject surrender to your wiles
Embittered by time
Looming reminiscence of your smiles
Sealed in my mind

Anguishing on a future lost
Grieving over what once was, 
Agonizing at what it has cost
Remembering mem'ries of a distant past...

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I marched the roads of the Western Front
To stem the tide of the Germans brunt
And stayed in the mud and blood churned ground
Of No Man’s Land and won to our victory bound

Australia lost 60,000 daughters and sons
Until the Armistice was signed and done
On battlefields there is silence now
And I Rest In Peace unbowed.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Imperial pasta
Elbows on the floor
Scattered
Amid an obgobly of sorts
The custom designed
Clothing creators
Churned
Quickly making one
This or another
This was where
I knew
I mean for certain
Dead on 
Full immersion
I have been
Alive before
It wasn’t an inkling
But rather something certain
I have lived, will live
And shall live again...

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I hate it when my head is lost in the dark place,
When my feelings get churned up, and I'm cold,
Maybe it's just the fact I'm getting older,
Or is it the dark place getting more bold,
In the dark place I tend to be outspoken,
Speak my mind, not caring what it cost,
Is there someone out there that understands me?
Or am I the only one thats feeling lost?...

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I'm two years from here
alone with the echo of the hills.
You were made of stone --
piece by careful piece they built you.
I watched as you churned to life.
You see, I come with my ancestor's traitor heart
and his black hair.
Two years gone, I wake to the sound of your voice,
heavy as railroad ties,
and walk, abandoned,
until the morning sun remembers me....

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Back In Time
Staring back
they are.
Wondering 
about the
Ancients
they do.
Wondering about
those who
came before.
Deep history 
exploring.
Digital 
archeology,
searching 
for the
Genesis planet.
Ancestor programs 
churned by 
quantum simulators
looking.
Looking 
for probable 
origin 
scenarios.
We who 
are here,
now.
Lived 
long
 long 
ago!...

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