Short Clear The Air Poems

April Foolish Rain,
Water my roses, 
Clear the air with 
A washing wet....

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stifling hot can’t breath

pray for storm to clear the air

thunder ~ are you there


Written 14th August 2020
after another hot and humid night as I am unable to sleep...

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Saddled with this task
burden
beast
of razor colour scheme
years of crumbled paint
the dust in lungs
a poisoned dream
still clinging
holding breath
to clear the air
between the stitches of a seam...

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Clearly conveyed
My passion for you,
Still subject me
To an acid test,
Love is not
Something can 
be proved,

It undoubtedly
Can only be felt,
Have the spirit,
Have the flavour,
Must is trust,
Clear the air,
Just because 
I said
I do !!...

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M-arch sixteenth day
I-s so beautiful and fair; 
R-ain has just disappeared, 
A-fter the clouds clear the  air.

C-old chill has turned warm, 
R-ays of the sun are shining; 
U-nder the bright sky above, 
Z-ealous light is burning....

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Nobody sat in Archie Bunker's chair

   From which he bloviated with a flair!

      He drove Meat Head up the wall,

         With unmitigated gall!

            Hapless Edith umpired to clear the air!

Entry for Joseph May's "Limerick 4" Contest
(1 February 2019)...

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sometimes,
everything that can be shaken will be
it all rattles around in my brain

sometimes,
it's best to clear the air
sometimes, it is not

sometimes,
what you see and what you feel
are not the same 

always,
the things you thought you were sure of
will fool you every time...

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I need to breathe
Clear country air
Manhattan sky
For I have known
For quite some time
On Him, rely
I need to think
What's up ahead
What was the past
Make sure I'm on
A steady path
that it will last
God knows the need
To search our lives
And find the key
It is with Him
I find the power
To stand, not flee...

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The full moon caresses 
the starry night sky,
moving in slow motion 
across the expanse.
No street lights,
no head lights, 
just the moon 
in her full glory.
As I ponder upwards 
toward the light,
breathing in the cool, fresh, 
clear night air,
the stars seem to write my name
across the sky,
and that’s when I know...

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They can stink up the joint,
Those falsehoods you flaunt
fooling no one but yourself,
There is little point in it,
You stupid bag of sh__,
Time to come clean,
you know what I mean,
clear the air of bull,
maybe then you'll....
know how truth may hurt
but if only  of lies you are full
it's far more worse
than the devil's curse...

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R-ise of the sun has started, 
O-ne dawn begins to shine; 
S-ky above is wide and blue, 
E-arly morn is fair and fine.

S-hadows has just turned
I-nto a clear open air; 
M-ist and fog fade away
B-irth of you is one big affair.
L-ights are burning bright
A-pril seventh break of day; 
N-ew warmth is now felt, 
T-o soothe the heart in
E-very way....

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The noises are so loud sometimes,
I think I'll go insane.
Anxiety levels rising,
I could probably spit some flames.
Anger is not an option here,
although it would be great.
I take a deep breath and hold it in,
or try to count to ten.
Laugh out loud to clear the air.
I think I'll be ok.
Then I'll see a couple of smiling faces,
That takes it all away....

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Those scoffers 
    who do not 
believe 
         utopia is
possible 
      are dead wrong 
One day we will see shining lights 
and golden sparkling cities 
   Clear, beautiful air 
     and sweet songs in the air 
    which will cut deep 
     into the heart 
          Perhaps, just perhaps 
you can feel this in your heart 
     if you let go of your darkest fears 
and turn your eyes onto the future...

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Follow me down the honey trail 
Where the flowers always bloom
With a golden  pink moon 
 and  beautiful rainbows 

Follow me down to the honey trail
Where the sweetest scents
Clear your air.

Follow me down to the honey trail 
Where there's never a kiss of farewell.
Walk softly upon your feet

Like angels tipping toes.
Listen to the song in your soul
As you walk upon the path of gold....

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Used to think that happiness 
Was contingent upon striving
If only we can obtain ______
Then we’ll really start thriving

Leads us to chasing our tail
Continually stuck in high gear
Yet there's a path to clear the air
To make the grasping disappear

Take stock of what we have now
Notice the pieces are already in place
To invite happiness to our doorstep
If we embrace today and end the chase...

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It is practical to use all you possess
To want to keep your happiness
To provide comfort and care
At times you need to clear the air
In the room you are stranger who came from nowhere
The people you love no longer know who you are
You've given up on catching that falling star
Things get bad and sometimes worse
Bad luck will follow like a curse
You try to grow flowers, but you inherent weeds
Life never allows you to forget the nature of the beast...

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In the clear winter air, Robin sings
Perched on branch in hawthorn tree
Sweet melody such happiness brings
Feeling the song is just for me.

Sharpe eyed aware eyes so bright
Curious friend shows me no fear
Red-breasted robin joyful sight
Garden constant throughout the year.

Pleasure gained is my reward
Sight of winter tranquility
Hawthorn tree does daily afford
Moments of nature's simplicity.



Pixabay image by Vinsky2002...

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There is no critical mass for ambiguity.
At this time, we are a little aside of ourselves
so we must constantly check our watches,
pause whatever we are doing in order to catch up.
Ambiguous margins have shifted
and that which was once out of sight
is now almost here, we see it
either as a rushing loco of craziness
rolling down mind-tracks,
or as a sublimity of yet more obscure forms.
This inexplicable need
to scribble off-kilter poetry on the clear-eyed air....

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We had a storm this morning
Effervescence light above the roof
Big fat raindrops coming
On my shoulders if I ventured too close

Sometimes refreshing to clear the air
Other times the wind slams shut the door
I never know which it will be
Until it ends and the turbulence calms

There could be a storm coming again soon
I have to wait and see which way
Will she be ready to right past hysteria
Or blame the lightening for the rain


6-20-2020...

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I’m there because she’s there
Though the secret of love
My eyes declare
When they not only watch
But begin to stare
Oh how I wish I could 
Clear the air
And show her with which
My heart would swear
Make plain with words
What my soul would bare
Come to terms with my conscious 
And make it square
Incurable shyness and 
Inexplicit scare
Oh how I wish I could show
My care 
And make my wanting
Realy clear
Yet tell her I would not dare
The fear of rejection
Keeps me there
...

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I find it funny
bordering absurd
to hear people ramble on
and spill their beans

they must be all delusional
thinking they are entitled

do they really
not hear themselves

I’m absolutely delighted
to send them on their quirky
and eccentric way

I shake my head 
clear the air and try hard to pretend
they were never here nor there



Submitted on March 26, 2022 for contest A BRIAN STRAND 1097 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

Originally posted on February 15, 2020...

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