Short Comings Poems
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In this capricious
age of comings and goings
of the other side
I am blessed
for I can submerge into
your aegis, your undermind.
Whither,
O willow,
weeping so free-
shading the stream unto
the
sea.
Hither,
O willow,
whisper to me-
the comings and goings
you see.
Whither,
O willow,
weeping so free-
shading the stream unto
the
sea.
Hither,
O willow,
whisper to me-
the comings and goings
you see.
Form:Cinqku sequence
whither
O willow,
weeping so free-
shading the stream unto
the sea;
hither
O willow,
whisper to me-
the comings and goings
you sea.
Brian Strand June 1 stream contest
Trapped in a
ditch
on the highway
of life
Comings
were going
all motion
had gone
Till fates
saving whisper
in the ear
of tomorrow
Granted me
traction
in search
— of the dawn
(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)
Tick Tock
Like the ocean tide you are constant and unchanging
A secret observer as you look down on us with your face of two hands
Marking the comings and goings of all who enter this place
Sad times, happy times you have seen them all
Your presence always indifferent
Tick Tock
Yesterday it was
me in the dust-
while you in the
peanacle
How u loughed
at me,
But today a
different story
I choose not to
lough for i know
tommorow the
opposite might
be truth for me
So i will pray
for your up-
comings-while i
fight to keep my
position
Those of the broken heart
Sit alone and feel so far apart
From life and it’s comings and goings
Not caring and not knowing
Can they be made whole again
To be part of life and to blend
Leaving broken behind so courageously
To stand tall again gracefully.
© Paul Warren Poetry
There is a stark unfairness in the fabric of our comings and goings.
It stings us like an immortal hornet,
Buzzing about with its pain and anguish,
Convincing us that Jesus is dead and soon we will join him.
There is a stark unfairness in the fabric of our comings and goings.
Oh Lord, come get me soon.
as the silent witness
to all comings and goings
vibrancy in staid nonchalance
epitomises our orientation
in mode embrace and release
with attention fixated within
in reverberations of bliss
enabling consciousness shift
from duality to singularity
at will thus breath by breath
in a time dissolved continuum
Ripe strawberries are intensely red,
And blazing full-blown roses are too,
And pompadours in a leafy homestead,
Or the heart love has rendered blue.
So ruby the sun's comings and goings-
And beds of scarlet beauty unknowing.
Written on 7/14/2021
For: Bite Size Poem no12 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
for reawakening daze
for purpose and time
I lack what I cannot find
light gazers bottled my intent
waves blended in shrines
for jumping and screams
for rediscovery
He has yet to pin
short comings and long walks
combining my flowers
for another day
for another breath
each day is just another
all just like the rest
Whither O willow weeping so free, do whisper to me
the comings and goings of this flowing river we see;
Hither O willow weeping so free, do whisper to me
of hidden eddys and pools where freshwater life runs free,
speak of your memories ,o beautiful and bless-ed tree.
For Rick P's River line form contest (5 lines of 14 syllables)
I am King of the north
and west I am near the
tread of the holy tragic
sea I sea a nation of Blood
a nation whom makes war a grand war a war
to command all wars
I see it Clearly
This Grand nation shall come forth from a passive
comings and will still fully challenge every nation of power and shall bring them
to their knees
Lmg3
Busy shopping mall parking lots
Car doors opening and closing
Words flashing on digital billboards
A screech, a honk, some belligerent
Cursing bastard, a car alarm blaring
The noisy comings and goings
Of folks numb to the chaos
Rows upon rows of pollutants
Oil-stained pavement
Loose change on the dashboard
Keys left in the ignition
The engine still idling
Me, in the driver’s seat pondering it all
Snow has spread a canvas
over the forest floor,
and I see how alive
the woods are:
tracks tell the comings and goings
of furry and feathered things.
The foxes have walked on the ridge,
their trail straight with purpose –
unlike the squirrels’ Brownian motion.
The pheasants have printed arrows;
perhaps
I shall follow
their directions -
who knows to what treasure
they may lead?
December 26, 2017
. for public domain
Inner Wisdom
We need not attend outward images only;
a recessed feeling of joy may do,
viewing subtler yellows of sunflower petals.
We need not shackle ourselves to metals.
Cold hard steel, rusty cobalt blue,
chain outward senses from inner glory.
We are made to live more than the physical story.
We need to address inner feelings askew.
Their comings and goings fulfill some of us too.
I woke up a morning
I have seen miseries burning
I have seen good booming
I neither lose hope of becoming
nor depressed by stress in doings
life has good meanings
I got myself believing
To God, my Lord am turning
my faith to He, Ya Rabal Alamin..
I revived my life by surviving
yesterday had gone and I pray our rest to rest...
bless unto mums and dads am seek for
solemnly I; pray for peace in our forth comings
Decades wearing at his trunk
His branches sorrowfully drooping
Standing by and watching
As society is stooping
An overlooked eyewitness
To all that comes to pass
Every kind remark
And every ridiculing sass
Bearing the comings and goings
Adapting to each new scene
Minding his own business
Trying not to intervene
Sitting in tranquility
Counting the hours till his end
An onlooker of destruction
A bystander without a friend
Form:
There is a chill in the air as the erie fog moves swiftly...
intertwining through the branches and leaves.
Twigs and debris are swiftly uprooted from there place of rest...
Many different shapes and sizes swirl around in a rainbow of red and yellow..
Fall has come.
The comings and going's are ever present but there is a delight of color.
The warmth is gone...but just for a time, to be replaced with the cold that is...
yet come.
Fear is an appealing danger
With all logic to withhold your full capability
It lives in heart's manger
The heart attached itself to duality
Where one see its own detriment
And his grace cum chances
But live in fun-filled trances
Than going for a hard moment
Moments define our shortcomings
Responsibility is key to get stronger
Fear derails our bearings comings
Yet everyone isn't getting younger
#Itsfearfulsometimes
But be ye bold!
Listen to poem:
The Looney Toon August Moon
David J Walker
Blame it on the moon
The monthly insanities
The nightly vanities
The comings
The going
the longings
In lonely mornings
The Moon is to blame
For all of the insane
Things I can name and
It is as plain as day that
The night might
Or might not sway things
Another way
In the light
Of a harvest moon
Setting south of August
The sweet scent of
Cooler air
Is on its way
This is the place where dreams are spoken,
Where hopes are written,
And where maturity and self acceptance grow,
It is a map of my life on paper,
My accomplishments and my short comings,
My loves and losses,
My innocence lost and my coming of age found,
The person that I truly am inside,
And though the ink may fade,
And the paper may yellow,
The memories never will fade,
The experiences never tarnish,
And the lessons learned will never be forgotten,
Form:
COMINGS AND GOINGS IN
THE DAYS OF OUR LIVES
In all life’s seasons,
Each day has its three
To be: yesterday, today,
And its tomorrow:-
Today was yesterday’s
Tomorrow, and will become
Tomorrow’s yesterday,
Which will become a today:-
No matter the day or
The season, give God the praise
For today, which was yesterday’s
Prayed for tomorrow:-
Thus, be the blessed days
That are bestowed upon us
In travelling and overcoming
Life’s trials and tribulations:-
A person you can run to when in need
that forgives your short comings when you plead.
Grievances and hatred she does not harbor,
which makes many to speak in her favor.
She's much caring,gracious and full of passion
making her traits to be the normal fashion,,.
Gossiping and back stabbing are not in her books
Snow white teeth and bright eyes are in her looks,
She's frank,and ready to speak the truth always,
"We must strive hard to build a vibrant city",she says.