Short Conspiring Poems

Why do I always
Feel like you're conspiring in
Making me feel worse?
Why do I always think that
You always have an excuse?...

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Beneath snow's mantle

Frozen earth with spring conspire

Spouting giggling seeds!






© Demetrios Trifiatis
     12 January 2017...

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I’ll ransack the caging golden towers,
Slip your hands from the twines of forlorn hours;   
Spirit you to fields ‘neath conspiring stars,     
Coif your hair with a headdress of flowers....

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Amazingly blue, conspiring dreams extrude fascinations. 
Grand slam hyacinths ignite joyous karma, lighting molds. 
Nature overshadows pulsating quickies, redefined,
Satisfied, triggers unique visions 
Woven XL 
Yang
 Zeal:...

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Thinking of war, engaged in Ukraine; now so sore
Remembering ww 2, Hitlers outfit brand Shiny new'
Well he had preped, the world then his target.' 
So would not putin?  of his attack no disputing
Have for world capture, not done exactly the same?...

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Bejeweled flyers
chatting away merrily
singing harmony to a silent sentient God
Maybe they're trapped in indigo agony
shaking our toxins from their beaks.
What do they think of the awkward rock 
beneath them...
Maybe they're conspiring
to murder me.

...

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WITH  DAYS.

With days long gone
But venom still strong
As if whole of universe
Conspiring against
The soul in grief all along.

Tell me not tale of unspeakable demise
Where have gone the beauteous dreams
The ending has annulled anything anew
 Mystery of wraths and teared streams....

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Tears of joy
are so much sweeter
than tears
and fears of sorrow

Yet no more resonantly
or less dissonantly
salty

Than EarthTribe's gift-giving womb
recreating
oceanic awe,

Deeply organic
whole 
open systemic sums
surfing
spiraling
conspiring
wandering tear-stained wonder....

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I hear them
Muttering, whispering, conspiring
Always there; creeping, sneering

Telling me
I'm useless, hopeless, incompetent
They hate me; despise me

I'm paranoid,
Gripping me, sucking my life and soul
Make me hateful; angry, suspicious

Losing it
Watching, plotting, spying
I'll get them; destroy them, end them...

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I look up to the heavens
and recognize the telltale signs conspiring
to cast my thoughts on back to you ~
the marvelment of heart-shaped clouds
in the flush of day
and startlement of shooting stars
in the shade of night



AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2025

Posted on April 20, 2025...

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Now that I'm old, 
though often told "You'll never 
be old," by admirers conspiring
to make me feel better by e-mail and letter,
my balance is not what it used to be.

I'm far too vain to use a cane, 
and though needing a boost 
to be loosed from my chair, I 
accept the dare to gird my loins 
and Youth-en backwards....

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Our wise God 
the Father, no facade.
He gives us choice in all we beguile.
Though our sinful ways are visited on our child,
our child has the same choice as we in sin reviled.
Angel of Darkness conspiring ill,
Satan, his realm to fill,
twists free will.

© May 21 2010 For Jared’s “Trois Par Huit” contest...

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It never rains
But it pours,
Is an old proverb 
That still endures.  

For: 
When you’ve a leak in your roof 
And your buckets for drips are ready, 
Why do the heavens always open 
And the rain never fall steady?  

A breakdown always happens 
At the very worst place and time, 
Nature and the elements conspiring 
To ensure we earn our place – 
At the finishing line....

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We must not rebuke the winds conspiring
Together in early spring to bring us mirth 
The songs of trembling leaves inspiring
We must not rebuke the winds conspiring
The oaks and sycamores rapidly attiring
Reminding us spring is the season of rebirth
We must not rebuke the winds conspiring
Together in early spring to bring us mirth. 

written April 25, 2022...

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To keep alive the Mind's Fire,
The heart has always burned its Desire.
Now I believe in the light of the Sky,
As it teaches me numerous ways to Fly.
This time I will not lose my Flight,
For the World keeps conspiring at Night.
I have the potential to conquer the World,
By keeping in mind the setback I Observed.
The Universe in granting my every Wish,
And I am as I have a lot to Cherish....

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WITH  DAYS.

With days long gone
But venom still strong
As if core of universe
Conspiring against itself
Ensouled grief all along.

Tell me tales not of demise
Ended in clay the beauteous forms
As if had annulled everything anew
 Scenes of wrath into teared storms.

Let us go past dreaded dreams
With outrage to devise anew
Life’s stumbling gait to rectify
Flying across saline streams....

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Pardon me, I am aspiring
to some day be retiring,
but first I must be acquiring
a position. Though I’m not keen on perspiring
I admit I have been admiring
your benefits and employees’ attiring,
and since a salary I’m requiring,
and I trust you aren’t frequently firing,
and I promise not to be with unions conspiring,
I thought I’d simply go about inquiring
if perhaps you were hiring?


3/16/2021...

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Earth life will test us again and again 
until lessons are assimilated
and our tremulous heart, cleansed from erst stain,
so shed off despair and be elated,
as bliss magnetism is activated.
If we be receptive, ascent is swift,
as we mindfully, lower cravings sift
and so conspiring with the universe,
in timeless time, divine currents will lift
our soul to heavens, to sing its own verse.

31-May-2023...

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Confusion, anger, helplessness.
Where is it?
What did I do with it?
Did someone take it?

Denial
That doctor is crazy.
There's nothing wrong with me.
Everyone forgets things now and then.

They're trying to get rid of me.
Conspiring against me.
They want what I have acquired.
No one cares what happens to me.

My only friend is the dog.
The only one who still loves me.
He is at their mercy too....

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In the heart’s tunnel
lurks a murderer*
conspiring as friend
with human nature 
enraged by hatred…

midst bitterness
covetous angst
and greedy wrath
the slayer prowls...

devouring
smiting foe----
killer screams…

“guilty---
I am…

Lord!”

*Mark 7:21 For from within, out of the heart of men, proceed evil thoughts, adulteries, fornications, murders.

February 1, 2021...

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Bliss enlivened stillness, poised in the void,
holds still love animated attention,
with innate vibrancy, thus overjoyed,
cognisant of enlivened elation,
feeling and distilling each vibration,
infusing therein souls lucid intent,
to imbibe and amplify the current,
becoming thus, a beacon of pure light,
with universe conspiring in consent,
teleporting presence to zenith height.

14-September-2021...

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Walls invade privacy of badmouths!
Walls articulate,
Wandering how they articulate?
Echoes! Echoes! Echoes! Ears! Ears! Ears!
Walls have exuberance of ears.
Walls are deleterious,
Even though they’re stunted and dead like nails on doors.
Thee! Can’t even fight walls
Because, of their fortitude!
Trust walls not, when conspiring,
Walls! Have exuberance of ears!
Walls defray to whispers

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Never spent signs painted hue 
Conspiring challenges never proved 
Aloft the addicts spreading 2x4 beams 
Clouded streams broken dreams 
High ceiling roofs attire 
Shingled hay and wire clay dirt 
In the window pane
 a threshold mange panes
 we both shingles that closes the eyes 
Views of the painted skies 
Blue white smoke gray hues yet remain
A muffled haze



12/14/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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The Seeker

Wither goest thou
without thyself?
Braving the far
or exploring the near 
while the past 
colors and clouds
what you know
colliding and conspiring
with wherever you go.
When you returned
what had you learned?
Things there were not the same.
Much had but another name.
They take their way of life
for granted
the way you do
where you were planted.
You surely knew when returned
that just another page of life
had turned....

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Her letters, lemon scented, sweetly handwritten
     were always eagerly awaited
They spoke of young love
     A portrait of tender emotion

Her letters, lemon scented, whispered affection
     my insecurities abated
The innocent words, an unbridled heart
     Conspiring a life long devotion

Her letters, lemon scented, tied up in ribbons
     For me, no longer fated
But beautiful memories they will remain
     of a cherished, sentimental notion...

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