Short Colonies Poems

Marine Colonies,

Fortification of reefs:

Aquatic kingdom....

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queens in dilemma
bees find newer colonies ---
empty honeycombs
...

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an English prince  married a girl from the colonies - all quite royal...

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Colonies on Mars in view
Oceanic Atlantis déjà vu
heart yet immutable clause...

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Colonies in America rebelled -
British, French Haiti, why the latter quelled?...

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On this day the… 


thirteen colonies
broke away from British Crown~
forming USA
...

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Haiku 

anthills in the fields 
super colonies built by 
thousands of workers; 

Ramakrishna Chowdary Jasti
03Aug2014...

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Nudist colonies
residents always wear clothes
at their dance events!


"Get your Senryu on" contest by Judy Konos...

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I’ve been a pirate on black seas,
Explorer where the oceans freeze,
A monarch on an opaled throne,
An islander with rings of bone—
Inside the “British Colonies” thick section
Of my boyhood stamp collection....

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aging darken
dead ember wood 
creaking left bare
eating termites 

in colonies
hard destructive
winged eating bugs
hollow out trees


9/1/2019


Poetry Contest: Charlie-Quadku 
Sponsored by: Charles Messina...

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The
first of
July marks
Canada Day,
as we celebrate
the unity of three
former British colonies
to create one single nation.
July first eighteen sixty-seven
Canada affirmed its independence....

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Ant Hill
nest mound built by 
ants, kneading, gathering, stack
Unit’s colonies eusocial
colonies of nesting






5/19/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Pensee Poetry Type...

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Birds disperse in colonies caressing the surface of the sky in rhythmic patterns,
stretching refreshed
in response to the scent and arrival of the morning glory's dew and essence
that appear designing the template with silhouette background........

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Part a
An English summer the climate norm
three fine days&a thunderstorm*

Part b
Plus ca change Plus c'est la meme
Net Zero remains a 'woke' political  scheme

* Attributed to King George II circa 1700-( grandfather of the King who lost the American colonies)
...

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The dollar bill has lots of thirteens.
Referring to the original thirteen colonies.
Pyramid steps – thirteen
String of pearls – thirteen.
Stars – thirteen.
Stripes – thirteen.
Eagle’s arrows – thirteen.
Shield – thirteen.
Olive branch leaves – thirteen
Olives  - take a wild guess....

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We cling to rocks in the oceans
like ants aboard a rotting corpse;
feeding off a decaying heart;
oblivious to its demise.
Warring over choice carrion,
contriving bigger colonies
on the disintegrating flesh;
slowly consuming the life raft.
Soon, all that will remain is sea;
blue sphere in an ocean of stars....

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Are we not already
an Alien Species

only 10% human

home and host to
many foreign colonies?

Yet we thrive
ignoring differences
under a microscope
quite complex and
astounding

To my point
appearance, space and time
are the more and less of 
body and mind~ the factual
but not the actual, experience
more truth than any of our physical
fictions...

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I wonder, as we near the 4th of July,
If the British take note, with a sonorous sigh,
Regretting the fact of the colonies lost
All those long years ago at a terrible cost.

In light of political forces today,
I think it’s more likely that what they would say
Is, “Whew! We were lucky we cut off those ties
And we thought that their accents were all to despise!”...

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Leprosy  

Foolhardy blight that languishes in a musosal drop
Transmitted to the genetically predisposed
That causes dermal cells to mutate
With its tubercle relative to sympathize
Slow surface lesions manifest
And the host begins to realize
Its ancient punishment from the gods
Singled out to be excluded
In colonies for those alike
As microbacterium leprae proceeds to colonize...

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Much like the feline ferals who occupy my street,
I am quite comfortable living among people, but I do not trust anybody.
Trust has to be earned within the feral community,
which I have gained many times among my local cat colonies.
I also encounter people I grow to trust, but sadly, 
very rarely.
If you fit the above profile, more or less accurately,
then allow me to welcome you to The Feral Community....

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The fox gnaws flaking muscle
From speechless rabbit, cold
In mind and body. Men shiver
As bodies dry, spat from river.

Rings of globes circle hands
Of the thoughtless, so beaten
From paths to be told of Him, 
Waiting until eyes grow dim.

Walking among us is plague,
Standing above us is but love,
These winds will claw our youth
While faith entraps this truth.

Winter comes but we survive,
Breath and bones, colonies thrive....

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I fear my sleep.
For my mind unshackled 
Runs rampant
Visiting colonies of forgotten thoughts
And unwanted memories.

It bypasses the chains 
And the padlocks
Paying no heed 
To their reason for being.

I feel overwhelmed 
As past emotions overthrow my dreams
And invades my head
And I am consumed!
The avalanche has begun.

I feel weak
For a  fortnight of insomnia
Is the price I willingly pay
As I stay awake to forget...

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The magnificent perianths
Of the Day Lilies with their six
Spreading bright orange arms (funnel-formed)
Fixed in their clustered colonies
Absent of any luring scent
Still attracts the bees
And the poets aesthetic eyes.
Oblique, penetrating sunrays
Shine through the high canopied trees
Directly onto their blossoms
Seemingly glowing like embers
In a campers dying campfire;
And not unlike the fire, remain
Briefly beautiful and then die....

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Men came with their ship.
Armstrong on the moon.
Dust stirred in a sigh.
Rising it covered
the false skin of man.

Sharp, angular
cold dust abrades
charged and clinging
like gunpowder

deal killer
magnetic
lunar dust

hazard
warning

moon

Dust

asset
wonder

arrival
man on moon
colonies

life expanding
a gateway orb
platform to stars
microwaved glass

Moon dust the dream ash
a hydrogen source
an oxygen source
the remnants of stars
histories first scent...

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Gone are the summer wildflowers
those many, subtle scented breaths
that once allured nectar seekers
and me to their wild colonies.
But now those lifeless peduncles
that once bore inflorescent blooms
decay amidst a grand graveyard
of myriad, deciduous dead.
Gone are the summertime players:
the honeybees and bumblebees,
butterflies and dragon flies
mulberries and elderberries;
brief were the roles each had played
in their own, spectacular way....

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