Short Composure Poems
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Poetry or Prose
its hand reaches outward
A fist or a backslap
—composure or blood
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Grimacing faces
With teary-eyed composure
Look out together
At their capped and gowned daughter,
Happy, yet sad, both know why.
We drove crime and it made us mean
But now we appear more serene
Without exposure
Global composure
Improved with lead free gasoline
My whole being is like a drain,
Feelings drip in and out again,
Though my composure I maintain,
It's hard to stand such painless pain.
Longing
crippled heart
composure broken self
dark deep empty life
desire
Longing
loves desire
startled frozen pawn
raked by silent needs
dreams
Melancholy melody of mania and madness.
Ceaseless Swan song a symphony of sadness.
Counter to composure comes cacophony of chorus.
Oscillating operatic overture of Opus.
Psychedelic scenery
Elicit blithe resolutions
Television
Brilliant channels
Procreate felicity
Evolution
Crescendos
Ameliorate composure
Termination
Are we not all
The night sky for our atoms,
A brilliant display for our elements,
A grace for our composure?
All are vivid; All are rich,
But as with any star,
Dimmer with distance.
For its composure of mind
One's at peace state
Of all quiets most felt
Angel-wrapped in.
Hang, as in your memory
Whose image of.
Life unto death's staunchest
Anxious-warding.
Like Mozart’s Cherubino, I know nothing of love
but I am waiting on the runway, idling like a jet
I am burning my composure
I am inviting trouble
I have hidden gifts
and a steely will
stockpile
within the
storehouse
of the mind
of emotional
supplies
a range of
tricks used
as a reserve
for when things
go a stray in order
to keep composure
in tacked
Bill Haley sang Rock Around The Clock
In gay abandon back and forth kids did rock
Some lost their composure
Showed too much exposure
Gendarmes made them put on their socks
My heart doth flutter, my loins they do quiver
At the thought of massaging your melodious zither
Must take a break
For goodness sake
Losing composure, naughties flow with much vigor
Heard it said, “beauty's in the eye of the beholder”
My eyes see much beauty, sometimes lose composure
Get all wiggly
It's a conspiracy
To trap us guys, it easily causes overexposure
Seems reality has set in and summer's finally over
The leaves are a-splendor with stunning composure
Fall has fallen
The time is solemn
But spring is getting ready to pop up the clover
now sunless days on automatic pilot
skies from greys to blues to violet
feigning composure while on edge
he dances nonchalantly on a ledge
extract from my poem ABYSMAL CLOWN
AP: 3rd place 2020
When canoers grow old, do they become canolders
Now that's downright silly, my brain does smolder
But let's not panic
Forget these silly antics
We must always maintain our adult composure
Heard it said, “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”
My eyes see much beauty, start to lose my composure
Go all wiggly
It's a conspiracy
To trap us guys, it easily can cause overexposure
Reckless desire midst the lack of composure in words
I'm lost in an infinitely vernacular coloristic state of bliss
Where words are seen only in the primaries
As I see you in you in colors that don't exist
Form:
Virginal composure sits judgment on life
Introspective awareness dispenses advice
Righteous and lawful, all wording concise
Grounded and centred declining all vice
Objective perspective but still very nice.
Bill Haley sang Rock Around The Clock
In gay abandon back and forth kids did rock
Some lost their composure
Showed too much exposure
Gendarmes made them put on their socks
© Jack Ellison 2013
In the still of the night I see images galore
Of scantily clad ladies doing everyday chores
Bending over, oh what joy!
With ASSets deployed!
My helper went bananas till my composure was restored
Can anyone say Uranus without grinning
Regaining composure, restart from the beginning
Don't know what's so funny
It's a planet, you dummies
True, it reminds us of one's bum and need for singing
dead stop
got of track
got tripped up
forgot what
was the reason
for it all
was not able to
regain composure
all was for not
the momentum
was lost
standing here in a
constant state of
confusion
Used to enjoy making love when company came over
Really exciting, adds a thrill to a roll in the clover
Even more of a thrill
When guests join at will
Offering advice while maintaining their composure