Short Compounding Poems
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Our real investment is love
Is it compounding?
Or losing?
10/26/11
Dalila G Agtani
Entered in Dr Mehta's Contest
Quinzain form 7/5/3
There spelt some say so badly
acceptance might be taken sadly
but
Why should accuracy matter
writing talking of delusion
thereby compounding a fault
Love’s compounding
Enumeration
Of inner interest
The summation of our hearts
Affection
Is appreciation
Serving desire
Through our end…together
Beleif
There spelt some say so badly
acceptance taken sadly
or maybe not !
Why should accuracy matter
writing talking of delusion
just compounding fault !
Beleif
Oh have I spelled it incorrectly
Does it matter maybe it does
Or maybe not
Why should accuracy matter
When writing of delusion
Compounding fault
Form:
There spelt some say so badly
acceptance might be taken sadly
Or maybe not
Why should accuracy matter
writing and talking of delusion
thereby just compounding a fault
There spelt some say so badly
acceptance might be taken sadly
Or maybe not
Why should accuracy matter
writing and talking of delusion
thereby just compounding a fault
Deposit after deposit, memory is stored,
interest compounding anew
To transfer its balance of riches and gains
—avarice must first bid adieu
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
Dying invested
dividend high
Selling tomorrow
presence to buy
Feelings compounding
destiny’s rate
One final moment
— blessed in His Grace
(1st Book Of Prayers: August, 2024)
Deposit after deposit, memory is stored,
interest compounding anew
To transfer its balance of riches and gains,
—avarice must first bid adieu
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
("Dark Pool Nebula", 2011, original oil)
Burdened By What Has Been
Each moment
The addition of a trillion bits of information
Like compounding interest
On the rest of eternity
(8/15/24)
Just a Beleif
There spelt some say so badly
acceptance might be taken sadly
Or maybe not
Why should accuracy of the matter matter
writing and talking of the delusion delusional
compounding the fault like a fool
Just a Belief
Apology
not good enough
Intention
still to blame
The road to hell
left burning red
its deviance
in flames
Excuses
rolling off the tongue
with lie
compounding lie
A higher power
judgment bound
the devil
— in denial
(Bryn Mawr College: July, 2024)
In Each Endeavor
Scientists are excellent in each endeavor;
Constantly compounding things and clever;
Study much;
Stay in touch;
Do remain responsible always and forever.
Am currently reading "Undeniable,"
2015 by Bill Nye the Science Guy.
James Thomas Horn
Pressure compounding on the center of my chest
One weight that I cannot lift
Physically strong but emotionally out of shape
The cool breeze of the night air kisses my neck,
The spec of hope during the hard times
Silver lining in the Raider's Jacket
Minimal but powerful imagery
Let us think not only
of instrument and music
though a poem sort
of a dance
let is think not only
of voice and cadence
though a poem also
a trance
let us not think
let us not think
for mind has an echo
compounding the same
I adhere to conduit mystery
taking no credit nor blame --
Exponentially excited amalgamation
The ownership of my strength
Geometrically wielding my radius boundary
Compounding circles sharing equivalently
In the thirsting power of my vortex
Bending sheer influence of my vertical sovereign wind
Unleashing aftermath of my restructured points chosen
One after another-
I fail to fast an egg for another-
one after another...
I ready reasons-
corroding all of the studded,
I claim to be beamed-
compounding my bummers,
shouting to withstand,
or reprimand my shudder,
ending in the rudder,
rotating a lover,
loading of the stowaways hover.
Oh spiracle sight-
will you drop me and break me
lest I ingest of an oxygen taste?
Everything now is indulged ultraviolet
Compounding eyes, allegorical face
Liquid from apples returned to the ground
Nectar envisioned it brings
Breathe me, receive me
It's chemically easy
as spiracle siblings attached on the wings.
Star strung
like Bette Davis Sundays
marathon watching
and sitting in tears
Wrestling emotions
which calm and confuse us
Confound us and move us
beyond golden years
Broken
like black and white vision
fuzzy and stationed
with grey rabbit ears
Lost in commotion
which break and betray us
which bullet gun lays us
compounding our fears.
Sitting here, blanketed, the night is so dark
I look through my window and up at the stars
But something is missing, my heart sends a cue
That something is someone, that someone is you
All that you are I'm just waiting to know
But what I know so far I hold in escrow
With compounding interest I've yet to realize
The fact that you're priceless I do recognize
In the mist of the strom
The eye of uncertain feelings come
Asking the questions who, what, when where
Then why so long
Silent partner called on
Waiting in sureness
Enjoying the right out look
Dressing up in spirit
Forming and focusing the God step
To remain at this time
Hard pressed to find
Strength holding of love
Situations compounding
Moved with arousing
Faith lasting
There spelt some say so badly
acceptance might be taken sadly
Why should accuracy matter
writing talking of delusion
thereby compounding fault
Or maybe not
let them slice each others throats
Both writing such rubbish poetry about religion
hate their minds all addled just so much indecision
All drinking coke drooling dreaming of relaxed blondes
Hate in their minds trapped by parents tied in their bonds
Punctuated by the virtual fifth degree,
he placed his neck on the line,
the sucking, pinching tidal wave to slip away from the soft comforts and relapsed boredom.
The new, energized voices, never spelling the conventional way,
the pages of books he'd read, once or twice, erased and reread, compounding and retreating back to proto-motion.
The motion that is now, clear to him, a cog in a single machine.
The burst soapsuds dissipate.
Six doves outside my window
Enjoy their meal, congregate.
Wings whirr, head to the gingko
Baby phoebes see surroundings.
With wide mouths expose tastebuds
Hunger each day compounding!
I look, then see burst soapsuds
So much happening outside my kitchen window view that I forget the dishwater is getting cold and chores going undone.
June 20, 2023