Short Cleaved Poems

we are told
that we are
cleaved souls
ascending up
each others
stairs...

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Bones poorly covered
stretched out long, cleaved by tight skin.
People can be mean....

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both
our
souls
cleaved into
the
coral blue ocean reefs
that
we
both know
and believe...

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autumn young
you are
so bright and warm
cleaved her soul
unto the
brightest fields of
pumpkin orange and
tint of skyblue...

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this soul
i own and
i shall not grow tired of it
i cleaved
almost half of it but
still i split
the difference with this world...

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the essence of the soul
you can feel it 
in the air 
that we breathe
the sweet taste of morning
cleaved in our 
precious prayers
oh lord...

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One day a wolf sat,
Awaiting a tasty cat.
Then he spotted a beaver;
His teeth, they cleaved her;
He’s in heaven now…bear attacked!
...

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       love it | setting seeds
a fertile mind | nurtures nature
   producing | tasty fruit. . . 


For those not aware cleaved poetry must read as three stand-alone poems....

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Steely-eyed
tight-lipped
she mouthed the words
'It's over'
twice,
so they'd sink in all the way
no tear in her eye
nor gulp in her throat
guarding her pounding heart
as she cleaved his
in two...

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from emerald woods
cascades’ blue bursts through cleaved rocks…
wet glaze hues rubble

May 1, 2020
Syllable count : 5/7/5
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : Waterfalls
Sponsor : Raul Moreno...

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One day, a wolf sat,
By a babbling brook,
Awaiting a tasty snack.
He spotted a beaver,
His teeth, they cleaved her
Then by hungry bear, he was attacked;
Now he’s in Heaven without his pack....

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-
-be-
-calm - head--
-not a breath - a trophy-------
--------dead - stag---------
--gunshot wounds -  culled for what---
-frogs floating - for pleasure--.
-tree-
-of life-
-still-
-growing-
--------------------------------...

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In the vee of his legs the mud-thing sat
he patted it round then he patted it flat
leaning back with arms out straight
he gave serious thought to the mud-thing’s fate
swinging his arm straight past his head
he cleaved it in two and declared it dead....

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Seasoned daylight ascends
dominion happening 
upon the bends of merriment
for every venue she sojourns
the fruit of her existence
blooms with each slanted petal
as they settle among the squares
cleaved within the terrain
a beauteous quadrant affirmed
????...

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 our light, cleaved from the bosom of God
now eternal and complete, as is He
albeit in a stage of infancy 
occupies a body
God creates
and thus in truth
ego is but an interface
for us to navigate this earth life
to ingrain in Self, love, wisdom and power  ...

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~ For Mom ~


how …

to lay course
this treacherous journey
life …
when your true north
has been cleaved
from the …

heavens?







* this is a form I created called “Bookend Free Verse - I hope you enjoyed it *

Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, September 1, 2023...

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Melancholic drivel, gravitating stammer
Mosaic affinity, reticent clammer

Gushing droplets and whimpered dawn
Hindering clarity, vanquished, withdrawn

Trembling masquerade, deserted palm
A cleaved cradle, posing qualm

Seeping sorrow, hoping consider
Bequeathing dainty, wishing deliver....

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Speckled black 
Against a shiny redness;
Once cleaved to old and tattered,
Inspiring me to cleave it to -
A new found insignificance.

An extension of what really matters
Hidden somewhere past your focus;
Underneath the wood and glue,
Such a little thing as this -
A faint memory of you....

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He took apart
his soldier of tin
to see for himself
what lay within
expecting honour, strength
valour and pride
he eagerly toiled
to get inside
with soldier now 
cleaved in two
he saw what he thought 
could not be true
half of his warrior 
now cupped in each hand
he gazed at an emptiness 
he could not understand....

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   white breath of lilac | white lilac blooms            
I walk into native rain | dancing on my naked skin
 under a broken sky | sunbeams escaping       

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A Yasmin Khan and Mick Talbot collaboration.
For those not aware cleaved poetry must read as three stand-alone poems....

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We played a lot of games,
the stars dancing of their loud laughs.

They seemed cluster of angels
surrounded me with their songs too.

I wanted to close my eyelids,
to listen their innocent voices.

Their sadness was still very lucid,
like hanging thistledown in space.

And their midnight painful pules,
cleaved and grinded me unceasingly....

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I weave rhapsodies   |  words dance before you
     Enshrining words on paper  |  obelisks of enlightenment
       Heartbeats quicken pulse  |  hark metered rhythm
   As i map stars with my quill  |  Ursa Major could guide me
    To rendezvous with cosmos  |   perhaps map a planet ‘B’

A cleaved tank duo can be read as one poem or 2 stand-alone tankas. This was a collaboration between Yasmin Khan, and myself. Yasmin is responsible for the tanka on the left....

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Undertone 
 

Whispering breeze 
From the smile of her 
Divine blossom 
Cleaved the solidity 
Of my melancholy life
And allayed my ache
That captured my heart
By mesmerizing the devil of 
My Achilles' heel 
My unknown myself 
And transformed me 
As a hedonic to ramble  
In the garden of joy; 
Then, I kissed on her cheeks
And whispered into her eyes
To not to leave me, ever,
And to live with me forever;



R K Chowdary Jasti
@all copyrights reserved 
22.02.2013@8.59pm...

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dot mockers
freelance me
oh look to me
oh look to me
medusa my hair
dread locks dreaded
climbing my stereo type
boot marks on the face
of
death
intrusions made upon peace
the cleaved disfigures clung
swallowing thumb tack thoughts
provoked beyond the reasoning in sanity
howled moons shadow stars guidance
here they are guiding rings to me
sorting through halo rainbows
my night
of
slaughtered day
what talkers
all we seen
was
dot mockers
?...

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I Want For Your Sweet Tyranny

I Want  For Your Sweet Tyranny,
Close to Me Forever Cleaved.
Wanting You to Want the Deepest, Darkest and Lightest Parts of Me,
This Immortal Warden Allows No Merciful, Humane Reprieve.

Shallow Graves Do Poorly Cover,
The Sins Of Our Bodies Desire.
My Soul Does Vibrantly Hover,
As My Heart Longs to Expire.

I Want For Your Sweet Tyranny,
To Dominate My Very Being.
Praying, Praying, No Sun To See,
As I Cast Away My Mortal Being....

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