Short Coal Black Poems
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Incinerating us
one coal black night
my lover lit a match.
The things he said
cannot be taken back.
In my heart are cinders' ash!
Twilight night empty night cold Black night dull and dark coal-black midnight twilight~
10/26/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
J-ust let Saturday sky
E-rase the coal black view;
N-ice beacon bathes your mind,
Y-our heart and soul
T-oo.
M-orn March twenty-fifth
A-ims to meet the dawn;
T-wilight and dusk disappear,
E-arly light is shining
O-n.
Coal black night
wrapped in bleached blanket
under the clear skies
stared eyes go dim and deadly
anaemic
Words go mute
off the cuff raised hand
to bid her farewell
stayed in dark softly as a
man in fog
Place: 1st
Some wildness runs in Artemis
As silver streaks in a jet of coal-black hair
This beauty wrought to tempt a man
Is by her lesbian air a beauty wasted
Her eyes to thine reflect a dream
Where senses numb and leave the lips untasted
Lullaby IV
I wish, one time, to ride
across the years to you
upon the back of the coal black mare
whose hooves are indigo hue
once there I’ll hang about your neck
hold you fast to me;
make you swear on our true love
you’ll ne’er return to the sea.
WHICH WAY TO SPRING
Confused by season’s regress,
flustered Northern birds flapping wings.
I shake off the polar snow,
my coal black boots where blizzard clings.
Dressed cozy warm like Christmas tree,
A fir keeps me warm in Spring.
4/16/2018
An ombré of coal black
zinnia red
across stygian sky
metamorphose
the stelliferous night
when sunrays tread
the dewy morn awakes
red as a rose!
Placed fifth
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25th July,2025
Ragged forlorn a burden being born
A pale face framed in coal black hair
longing for a soft caress
Suckling from a mother's breast
Salty tears wet his lips instead
No music fills his heart
Life a painful existence to be endured
Unloved the world has forgotten him.
C-olor the day with pink,
H-ue of gray is banned;
E-arly morn fifth of July, the occasion is grand.
C-olor the day with red,
A-way from forbidden dark;
N-ever be sad and blue,
E-agerly walk in the park.
T-inge of coal black is slowly fading away;
E-nhance the brightness, begin to color the day.
Winter snow is falling down.
The earth is covered in white.
Children rejoice all over town.
The adults laugh with all their might.
As they view the frosted ground.
Snow men in garb do astound.
Glowing in the moon's bright light
With coal black crown.
A more elaborate sight
On earth cannot be found.
Death rides a horse coal black-
Thee must know you shall not slack-
Run away, his red flame mane-
Unto all it is in vain-
For unto death, knows no laws-
Cannot tell, humanly flaws-
He rides in darkness every night-
Vain it is to run or fight-
Death rides a horse coal black-
Thee must know you shall not slack-
P-ouring rain and cold chill
A-re going to disappear;
U-nderneath the wide sky
L-ight dries away the tear.
C-louds coal black above
A-re going to be white;
S-hadows shall pass by
T-o set everything aright.
I-n sixteenth morn October,
L-onely dusk shall be gone;
L-ong night shall be over,
O-pen your eyes to dawn.
P-ink color of the day
I-s in sight or view;
N-o more coal black clouds,
K-ind weather pleases
Y-ou.
B-eacon meets the blue sky,
A-pril sixth early Thursday;
L-et all the white clouds
D-eny the dark and gray.
O-pen your heart to true love, as the anger fades away;
Z-ealously feel the warmth, pink color of the day.
J-ust when the rain falls
U-nder the coal black sky;
S-eptember twenty-eightth dawn
Y-earns to break so high.
M-orn has just broken,
A-iming to find a light;
E-vening shadows it leaves behind the dark of night.
P-leasure and thrill hunting
A-re still here to remain;
L-ooking for joy is alive
E-ven during the
R-ain.
A-nother dawn has broken,
R-ising you from slumber;
N-ew light in the morning
I-s so wonderful
E-ver.
R-ays from up above
A-re sharing the fine weather;
M-aking you enjoy the day
I-n twenty-fifth November.
R-ed beacon in the blue sky
E-rases the coal black cloud;
Z-enith meets the crimson, making you feel so proud.
M-orning sun fourth of April
E-liminates the night;
S-kyline's coal black clouds
H-ave all become white.
D-awn sun fourth of April aims to meet the Tuesday;
E-vening shadows disappear into the dark, blue, and gray.
P-ure warmth of the beacon
E-rases the cold windchill;
D-ay breaks to welcome
R-ising sun fourth
O-f April.
R-ise of the sun begins,
A-fter the Tuesday night;
U-nderneath the blue sky,
L-ight sets things aright.
Y-our birthday has come,
S-hadows have faded away;
A-bove the coal black clouds
G-et white early Wednesday.
U-nless the raindrops fall, the morn will be beautiful;
N-ew dawn eleventh January opens the court for basketball.
I-n the coal black sky
Z-enith seems so blue;
Z-ones of life's loneliness
A-re spread all over you.
T-ry to smile at the dark,
R-ealize the night won't stay;
I-t will instead turn into morn,
N-ew dawn denying the gray.
I-n thirty-first October,
D-on't ever think of the past;
A-llow the pain to fade,
D-on't let loneliness last.
Soaring above the bushfire's flames,
astounded crows, blacker than charred
tree trunks, flap spectral wings.
Numb with loss, no caws drone out.
Wind rushes in updrafts from
the smoky heat: to rise as a vengeful spirit,
to hammer at fleeing pinions,
to witness aimless circles above coal black trees,
now absent of rough stick nests.
Suzanne Delaney
A-fter the falling rain,
U-nder the coal black sky;
D-arkness shall disappear,
R-ays reflect from up high.
I-n the eye of the storm, you see the nature's wrath;
E-cosystem seems unstable, typhoon has crossed its path.
M-orning sun September ninth
U-ses not the hurricane;
J-ust wait for the burning beacon,
A-fter the falling
R-ain.
I look up to find him looking at me with his coal black eyes, hi blue/black plumage
shimmering in the morning light, is he calling my number for me? Is he calling his maker to
come reap me? Will he perch upon a branch and watch them dig a hole for me? Will he sit
upon my head stone and sing his sweet melody for me? And will he wing me to heavens
gate?
Form:
A-n early morning glory
N-ever brings rugged wind;
N-or it carries coal black clouds,
I-t instead lets the raindrops
E-nd.
O-ne early morning glory
G-ives gladness to your heart;
A-pril fifth warm Wednesday,
R-apture won't fall apart.
T-wilight and dusk disappear, sunrise is a fine sight to see;
E-vening chill has turned into an early morning glory.
J-oyful birthday affair
O-pens your heart to thrill;
Y-our mind is filled with mirth, forgetting the night cold chill.
B-irthday affair is joyful,
I-n spite of the coal black sky;
S-eptember nineteenth morn,
U-ses the sun rising high.
E-arly light warms the lane,
N-ew dawn takes the dark away;
I-t's an eventful occasion,
A-ffair of joyful birthday.
restless heavens strike
sky pregnant with tsunami ---
coal black gloomy clouds
thunderbolt assaults
gleam daylight cleaves into dusk ---
waves of cosmos break
rainbow pacifies
winds wash their face in drizzles ---
sun in day dream blinks
21 September 2022
A Haiku Collection of Three - Nature Themed Poetry Contest
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