Short Clatters Poems

With the help of the wind
The tree leaves produce their song
While the range vent clatters along

Cile Beer
August 19, 2010...

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Flickering ember
against the darkness
angry rain clatters
the glass window pane
wild flowers a sigh
safe from a vexed sky. 

 © Harry J Horsman 2021...

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Against the autumn sky the moon is blue
                                   So is my disposition
                            Rustling of leaves clatters my peace
                          Into the lake I see my solace reflection...

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Rain clatters the window,
a cloudburst in his climax.
He listens to his body buck away
from a vertex.
He feels bruised by his orgasm
as if she had tricked him;
there had been a rock in her river.
Her cigarette smoke,
now swirls like a ghost in a raindrop....

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CLATTERS OF PAIN

Have you heard it?
Sufferings embroiled of clatters 
Clatters of misery in penury
I mean deafening clatters of pain
Not again! Again ! Not Again!
Enmass, we can stop this clatter
Turn it into clatters of revenge
Organize our fury for their funeral 
We then lit fire of freedom.  


Alayande Stephen T.
2.33am
14th October, 2007...

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Late fall, trees half dressed sway over glittering cast offs 
The reach for charcoal and white waiting canvas 
Pauses in now familiar hesitation 
The moment shimmers alive 
To dissipate in pink contrails 
Of yet another unfulfilled sunset 
Another thought train clatters into distance 
Whence came this single tear 
To well in unseeing eyes 
Fingers hunt and peck in vain 
to capture such a moment...

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Dark clouds hovered around
And no one was assured 
Of the next events

The striking lighting ensued
And thunder
Slapped two birds against each other
With frightening clatters
The stage was set

And the elements waited 
Like soldiers on guard
Then the silvery ropes cascaded down
With heavy patters
That turned the deserts
Into smiling savanna. 



Alayande Stephen T.
September 12th 2005
1.05pm...

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A nocturnal sorting machine
clatters inside a skull.
Images flit across closed eyes.

A blind man works there,
he is not the loopy one
he’s just a working man,
a projectionist, a time-puncher.

There are surfacing zip codes
that can lead you from
one dream world to the next.

Read the waves that reach your shore.
Follow the insomniac
that looks into his own burning theater.
Read with a crazy heart....

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Reality, like snowdrifts
Catching off guard, disregarding warm glow of sun.
Chilling through the bone.
Soul turns physical.
Pain,
Losing clarity, rational thought and peace of mind.

Snowdrifts, catching of guard
Showing unbearable clarity to reality that won't be changed.
Teeth chatter,
Soul clatters,
Pain,
No rain only snowdrifts.
Journey to the burning cold of hell on earth leaving innocence to suffer....

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From the heat of the light I retire
The mind eager, drops the clatters of the noon
For great is the dark’s breeze that cuddles the soul
Ah! Joy of haven the body dreams

But a betrayal, the soul to the body
That lifeless the mind wanders about
Lost in the midst of the past souls street
For hopeless the body is being left to lie

Yet the distant song from the cricket
Joined with the frog’s band music, silently and-
Cunningly lures the soul back to the body
Giving life to that that once wandered...

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