Short Congeal Poems

Days melt into memory,
and congeal into nostalgic fluff,
which comforts us,
as they are carried away on the late winds of life,
when we do not have enough.....

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A sigh of sound
sweet batting of eyes
there is no end
to worrisome

our defence is to gather
round the fireside
where the spirit
fails to congeal



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A ray of sound
sweet batting of eyelids
there is no end
to worrying
its got to stop

our defence is to gather
round the fireside
where the spirit
fails to congeal



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A mass of string like
Objects, spun around in clumps
Colors washed through each worn piece
Dyed to match other
Parts that congeal together
Not meaning to be something

Russell Sivey...

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Some people say I'm outstanding in my field
It's bloody cold and snowy, it's never appealed
Oh you mean I'm clever
That's the sweetest ever
So gonna put on a parka, don't want to congeal...

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LIEBESLEID

Love’s sorrow
Not like a dagger thrust
Blood will congeal
The cut will heal

A loss of love    though?
Injures the very soul
Mortal mind may forget
Liebesleid eternally says    “not yet”...

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His memories congeal and
crucify him to the wall

So he fashions wooden wings,
carving bone from his shoulder blades

soaring hollow through her fingertips.










*Written in exactly 25 words*...

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Late into the night,
  the characters become real

And the words that I’ve written
  cement and congeal

Late into the night,
  they take over my soul

My reality transformed,
—my emptiness whole

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)...

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Late into the night,
  the characters become real

As the words that I’ve written,
  cement and congeal

Late into the night,
  they take over my soul

My reality transformed
  —my emptiness whole

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)...

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Who out of word wet set himself as image model here
What prompted him, to so congeal his absolute sphere
When we were nothing, redeeming the cup's full despair
Where was never asked of him, the absolute everywhere:
Why would such a thing change a deity, nothing dare?...

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Torn from an illusion,
 Lovers denied happiness

 Rebirth to spiritual planes
 Uniting soul mates again

 The powerless now powerful
 Depth of love, once misunderstood

 Blossoms eternally in light
 Where darkness once stood

 Souls bound together
 Congeal becoming one...

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Do you have that place,
  that place where you hide

So tranquil and peaceful,
  and hidden from eyes

Do you have that place,
  looming close but concealed

Where your essence rests freely
  —where your soul can congeal

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)...

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Ah!  This rusted brain!
(I lost the instructions too.)
Now, the whir and spin
of cognitive, liquid thoughts,
just grind cogs to snaps of smoke.

Ah! I can't complain!
(Lack of use is true to blame)
TV thoughts do rust
Advertisments do congeal
'till once, what spun, is silent....

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Tempers trashing,
ideas clashing,
families fuming,
kinship cooling.

Camaraderie collapsing,
communication lapsing,
schisms scission,
harmony ebbs away,


Fuddy-duddy , so unreal
is the petulant cry;
ungrateful child,the sighing reply,
then stances coagulate and congeal.

Familiar familial !...

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Congeal means to solidify or coagulate, 
especially by cooling.

Congeal, appeal, heal, feel

Will Appeal After You Heal

There are many ways  how you can heal,
That you find comforting and will appeal;
Can be done,
With much fun;
Then feel so satisfied after it can congeal.

Jim Horn

Congeal is part of the answer to modern
politics....

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Huddle in a corner of an opened boxcar
rolling through meadows and golden  crops
In the melting gloom sits a vagabond 
who's clothes are caked in congeal, odour, filth.

A wandering existence
a choice of rootless alienation
waves goodbye, goodbye to
smoldering embers of outrage.

9/24/2017


Form V - Verse Me A Poem
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Theme - 1.  Vagabond...

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How often
has it been
since i

built a spaceship
in my inward thoughts.

With simplest words
i constructed
an imaginary rocket
within chambers
where the scribes  abide.

words from hyper-space,
as letters dip congeal
into constellations
of milky galaxies

and i alone
fly a silver sparrow
of steam and clockwork gears

where the dust
of  long gone civilizations
crumble into the shine
of supernovas....

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Maybe the old toad was right,
There really is nothing to be said
As a magpie picks its way along
Crumbling bricks which do little to conceal
Barracks demolished without a fight.
What once was alive is now dead,
Memories echoing like the last chord of a song
Beautiful resonance before they congeal
Revealing the uncomfortable truth that
One day it will be us.
Every moment, proud or painful
Will be forgotten in time....

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One golden eye glowers, proud Poseidon deigns lift
the scored shards of malice where mere mortals sift.
Becalm unnerved waters, cleanse steel gray to green
before sanity shatters with one glimpse of this scene.
Surge forth healing rivers, bathe stunned souls to heal
Sweep clean filthy flotsam, let no grim grime congeal.
Stout salt of forbearance, restore what had once been
Sure embrace, stalwart prince, lest it happen again....

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The missive sealed and now en route
will never settle their dispute;
to others it may seem minute,
it leaves us cold and destitute.

As they congeal in dark collusion,
others flee in stark confusion,
like poppies hide behind delusion,
the mystics kneel in tense seclusion.

The forests know they will endure,
the mountains, also, rest assured,
the waters of the Earth run pure,
Mankind is the non sequitur.


©Danielle White...

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Lone heart
of chilled passion                                   
turns to winter wasteland,
vestiges of wrecked emotions     
congeal.

Ice melts
in dulcet dawn,
tepid spring’s scarlet sun
rises with tender warmth of your
embrace.

I feel
your flashing charm
melt mist of arctic times,
as I plunge in the inferno                
of love.

Engulfed,
my craving burns.
In wild wind of fervor
embers scale your sky on wings of       
desire.
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Mild August temps bring about to mind,
Memories of summer that have gone behind;
Fleeting days that lead to autumn are here at last,
Summer's solace has left, weeping in the grass;
Few girls care to show their smooth toned midriffs,
Gorgeous eyes reappear, out from dark sunglasses;
The autumnal, brisk winds that have a chilling feel,
Makes you want to slow down and begin to congeal;
The bleakness and gloom of winter follow suit,
Rendering the sun's heat moot.

8-25-13...

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Cliche beach

Standing upon cliche beach 
With waves of banality 
Beating at my feet
 I scribble 
Crimson skies
 Rising over sparkling seas
 I rip I tear 
Fumbling grumbling 
I kick into touch 
English is great language
 For selling chickenshit to strangers 
But not for elusive phantoms 
Who lurk beneath
 The fallacy of daily ritual 
I have no crown of thorns 
No existential pain 
Only words crawling in my brain
 Who fail to congeal to any useful being...

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darkness into darkness forms,
atoms swirl, congeal, and swarm,
the dark gets darker, blacker still,
folds in upon itself at will

a fluid, liquid, shifting shape,
a mass upon which shadows drape,
the black gets denser by degrees,
straining eyes attempt to see

deep, instinctive, primal fear
comprehends that evil's near,
slightly canine, haunches low,
it glides the way quicksilver flows

foundations cracked, beliefs erased,
just emptiness to take its place...

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Is beauty connected,
  or to a vacuum condemned

Is truth then required,
  for it to enter within

Can beauty be measured,
  by the heart or the mind

Can it chase, or displace, or replace
  what it finds

If beauty is truth,
  let all reason be shown

Why judgment and logic,
  to our hearts stay unknown

As semantics untangle,
  and the linguists all kneel

The question stays formless
   —to astound and congeal

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)...

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