Short Concluding Poems
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Humility is not Inferiority
concluding, 'Woe is me!'
Open your heart's eye wide to see
What can I do ~ Where is my opportunity
Eternity
Never-ending
It goes on and on and on
Never stopping
A promise made for an eternity
Never not broken
Because eternity is a long, long time
Never concluding
Eternity
the stands are full, one man kicks the ball
fifteen men pursue, it becomes a maul
referee blow his whistle
concluding the tussle
a try is scored over goal line he crawl
Contest: My Favorite Sport
9th Place
There once was a poor man from Kent
So many "ladies" used his coin when He spent
Though not in the way of a true mans intent
more like the speed of the seed that He sent
So quickly He came to a concluding dismay
it was barely a coital event
A canary sojourned my garden
the hunger whispering from its eyes
greeting my palm with
affectionate nibbles of gratitude
whilst circling the symmetries
of my palm
it sprang forth in merriment
a concluding chirp transpired
and away it flew
Tranquil, is the early autumn rain
One where the heavy clouds blanket the ground
Unlocking summer's spell without a sound
Concluding in a panoramic stain
How soothing to the soul, nature's refrain.
June 26 2017
by Daniel Turner
TWENTY-FOUR HOURS
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daybreak
arising, dawning
originating, illuminating, exhilarating
dawn, illumination, darkness, nightfall
slumbering, dreaming, concluding
shadowy, placid,
nightfall
One day, a dark tunnel
will ask, what was your
being, survival mode ?
*
On a mission, concluding
the life, I am changing
the view of the world.
*
Back and forth ,you
lived days, months, years.
Seeking eternity in moments.
Satish Verma
Never tired, work!
When tired, rest!
When over tired, sleep!
Never working, work!
Cumbersome work, rest!
And after concluding the task, sleep!
I love it when it's not in any form
I like the way the sky is now.
...Merriment under pill!
Form:
The plum blossom and snow don’t give up in competing for the early spring,
In judgmental dilemma, poets have to put down their pen without concluding.
The plum blossom is not so sparkling and white as the snow radiance,
Whereas the snow loses to the plum blossom in the delicate fragrance.
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FASCINATIONS
monumental
variations
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passions
&explore
provoking
interesting
parallels
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share
imply
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suggest
detailed
contextual
displays
of
intriguing
coincidences
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complex
explicit
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concluding
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distinctive
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Welsh poet Thomas better known for his amusing masterpiece 'Milkwood' play than as a major 20th century poet presents in four rhymed tristich & a concluding quatrain(abcc) his most famous & popular poesy ,a delight for those old enough to recall his live recitation thereof on national TV(sadly an unlikely event in the modern era despite the proliferation of available channels)
slaves of love in darkness
On curious views
In robes of patience
Feeding on fear
Running in tears
Seeking a leader Braver than Man
Day breakers summoned
By outcomes of yesterday
Pregnant with life
On a journey to an endless tomorrows
Surrounded by joy and sin
Under force of mortality
Faith was dethroned
Knowing seized concluding
Witnessing was a mouthful
In age of miracles
In this (an appropriate PS choice for a Sunday morning)abba sonneteerJohn Donne (1572 – March 31, 1631 Jacobean poet, satirist, lawyer and preacher/cleric in the Church of Englan considered the founding figure of the so-called metaphysical poetry movement dwells on this most significant rite of passage with his 'concluding couplet' a paraphrased evangelical 'revelation' quotation on this topic.
I pray for peace.
Ain't no love in these streets,
People crying, children dying
Now the world is on a leash.
Scared to go out,
and Living in fear with doubt.
People concluding,
The media always intruding,
A lot of people are stuck in confusion.
Love & Peace,
Not war.
So open your soul to what is in sight.
Be thankful for your blessings, never judge
and Always do what is right.
Colours of the concluding day now shine
The wind blows free through the pine
Now the road ahead tells the next tale
What lies behind is movie reel of trails,
Once tread upon by old troubled minds
Another wrinkle appears in the leaves
As they drift with the gentle breeze
Only to kiss the sea with memories
Though it may rot in time, they remain vividly
Intact inside the stem of a thousand experiences.
Bloods dripping down my face, im a disgrace
A fool for thinking I could ever win this race.
I’ve solicited my life to be replaced,
All my possessions, sanity, and sociality erased.
Though it seems that change and development have been taken away,
My mind plays around with possibilities of future arrays.
Instead of concluding my story with misery and decay,
I’ve decided to be grateful and live fully each day.
Herfordshire born Cowper(pronounced Cooper) poet & of evangelical 'Olney hymnal' fame (with a fragile mental history) produces a very recitable cadenced eleven six lined verses in which the concluding couplets ten&eleven identify his overiding but underlying self--concern theme.Each stanza has a (abab )quatrain for the narrative with a (cc) couplet providing a running observation throughout revealing Cowper's elegaic state of mind
I'm lost deep and loose losing soul,
my center rapt worry frown and iced
set and waiting for the sun to skip
through warping as melt hope revive,
alone as if blue grey turn white,
thickening concluding folly,
stuck cannot, maybe never again
moved deeply in silent surrounds.
Everything will turn spreading,
what came before will become passed,
Everything laughable, discovering
life for what it is,
folly,
mainstream
escape.
See circusy topic show start through an end
Flamboyances color by number with pen
Utensils swirl-shade as lead subjects decide
Outsparkle in arc-flash or well to subside
Resharpened perceptions concluding attend
Straight forwardly semblance curves back trope betide
Choice obvious reasons sound minded lines time
Due melioration emended pends then
Omega friends alpha preferences blend
Explosively visions seam clown shoes provide
I watched a lone frill -
flitter 'neath a crescent moon.
A chasse quite brief;
a waltz concluding too soon.
Dusk's nocturnal breath
whirls a foliferous heart.
A ron de jame leap
reinvents classical art.
The plume flits and floats
beyond a stilled rivulet -
one rebel osprey
escaping Swan Lake's ballet.
Tchaikovsky's cygni
are enchanted and enrapt;
as a chaste quill sleeps
'pon the brim of vesper's cap.
Long time in my mind,
lost things I can not find.
Of yesterdays, being once here,
of things, I once held, so dear.
Wondering if I ever, ever again,
reclaiming the time of way back when.
The essences held true to my very heart,
keeping me, from completely, falling apart.
Knowing what is past, is forever past,
what use to be, doesn't really last.
Hurting for what is gone, is already gone,
concluding life, no matter, what goes on.
C onstruction of causes often concluding at an undesirable end
O menous clouds hover over head
N oticing some circumstantial happenstance not consistently NEGATIVE
S ystematically obligated to change results
E effect becomes the antidote
Q uickly questioning motives
U nderlining reasons
E existing in riddles
N othing is ignored when the end is near
C ontinuous uncontrolled events
E very action has them
S tate of mind, similar occurrences down the line
Insidious harmony
inadequacy and impotence; infection of valet
destruction annihilates the human spirit
ballroom choreography reveals deficiency
stamina illuminated by revitalized behavior
impending fortitude seeks out the seeker
soaring ambitions will fertilize emergence
robust tenacity breeds dominating disposition
committing deportment flavors the hunger
concluding interlude contribute the means
seldom encountered but forever introduced
3/21/2021
Although it matters not anywhere else my heart crushes for what it knows better to have...
I am overreacting and incapable of concluding the ordeal inside myself...
I know how vain and futile such an allowance of mind into obsession is...
Indeed a desperate man void of inspiration leaches on any hope...
This inspires the fire within...
Long a go the fire warmed my soul now so cold...
A stove of ash and coal...
How long shall I dwell within this fantasy so real?