Short Coast Is Clear Poems

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Premium Member Misty Kiss

In the cloudy mist the coast is clear I can't resist it's moisten  kiss~


1/3/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021
Form: Monoku


The Glory Ahead

The coast is clear
We can march on withour fear.

Many mighties have fallen
They yielded not the warning.

The road,full of horrors
That inflict pain all raws.

We hold out as a team
Fighting mosters, as they teem.

Seeing now the glory ahead
Our hope revived, once dead.
Form: Couplet

Grave Yard

Trees shed their leaves to take a bow at night,
Where silence reigns like a king without throne,
Birds perch on the cross on grave from twilight,
Eyes scary and waiting...~they are alone,
Waiting...for the next one to be brought here,
Darkness playing tunes that the coast is clear.

9-29-2019
Form: Rhyme

Dear Victim

dear (i am not a) victim,
i am an orphan, fear
is an endorphin
(easy release)
morph into beast
-i hate you- to
say the least-
to say the most,
i love you (are
toast) buttered up
moist & tempting-
dear victim, you are
a fling, i got (too
excited, broke a wing)
something to quench
your thirst- bubble
burst, the worst is
near & i'll stay until
the coast is clear

Premium Member She Beckons Me

If home is where the heart is
  My home lies far away
Though I may live in Illinois
  Returning home's my goal some day

For now I bide my time and wait
  Until the coast is clear and bright
And on that day I'll sail away
  To live a life that's pure, upright

In her embrace, deep in my soul
  She takes me home to grassy knoll
And beckons me with soft refrains
  Come back again, your love remains
Form: Rhyme


Disguised

Disguised
 
 
chameleon skin
 
      If my sea weed is greener,
 
        the coast is clear for your sheep's.
 
      Your lions faces are meaner,
 
         than my innocence of friendship.
 
Rebellion being
 
       Destroy my child's placenta.
 
          As you wish,if it makes you lighter.
 
      In all,homeless are you in "mans" agenda.
 
          At the abyss of the "cordis",am left none but happier.

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