Short Covertly Poems
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Oh, he is a most wonderful cat
Who somehow grew covertly fat
Surprised by the mew
As no litter was due
And HE once again not so fat
10/20/2022
Engaging a young fellow's dream,
Covertly by small flashlight beam,
With quick-moving spoon
He found out quite soon,
The meaning of too much ice cream.
Once ravaged, souls salvaged
haunt savaged:
nostalgic for magic
in tragic
dreams psychotic, script agnostic
by despotic
lies chivalrous (shed fibrous
force frivolous)
to begin, my chagrin.
Our coffin
tailspin
plans covertly
to pervert
or convert.
The stars are striving to keep the moon afloat,
The sound of silent darkness playing its game.
The owls and bats are out on a hunting spree,
the world covertly rendered light free.
A flickering lantern striving to be the sun,
Baffled how night has turned it into one!
Plethora of life
In every shape and form
A vibrancy interconnected
Orchestrated covertly
Mystifying and mysterious
Wondrously grandiose
The enigmatic cosmos
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on December 18, 2019 for contest STRAND SPECIAL 5 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - HONORABLE MENTION
unwanted, he covertly creeps into my thoughts
lest, to his disdain, unwitting smiles might escape
hope’s thief demands his own satisfaction
abandons me to wither in vain love’s desert
mock him I do when rising spirit permits happiness
control’s power victoriously beats within
February 10, 2019
Prudence rode her neon lime green bike down to the corner
Right up to the library
Entrance, she wore her bleach blond hair spiky short
Talking too loudly and popping her Bazooka Joe
Every time the librarian glared at her
Next to the magazine rack she
Covertly studied the science section hoping no one noticed her focused
Eyes
The shadows were creeping like golden summer,
Upon arising covertly, from crimson dawn mists,
And they shrank at noon to a realm just under,
Then idly resumed, their daring sunshine risks,
'Til plum twilight, and a kingdom they'd missed!
Written on August 11, 2021
For: A BRIAN STRAND 4 or 5 line Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Befallen slave,
la ractera,
the child of night,
corrupt.
Upon whip's handle,
laceration,
feeds the shelves,
the cradle starved.
Cyphera encountus,
abacus is nay appalled
...with corpse's heart;
lest the starving wallet beat.
St. Valentine's anniversary
covertly taints it's favorite treat.
- Is this poem too cryptic??
Form:
Impel discourse upon one and another,
the unseen veracity of ennui and weariness causes me to covertly smother. Appreciation and fascination moderately transpire,
humanity led solicitous to retire.
A bond have infrequently on any account been achieved,
unassertive alongside what intend to be believed.
Loneliness forge such enchantment
conflicted with despondency.
To Be Seen of Others
Written: by Tom Wright
January 2015
If we’re only doing things
For a pat on the back,
Then likely, that becomes,
Our earthly reward;
While being seen by others
Might garner us a plaque,
Matters done in secret,
In Paradise, are stored.
Some of life’s preeminent moments
Have been the outcome of things done covertly
Tom
leisurely
peoplewatching
at a bus stop
covertly stealth
casually intruding
penetrating
their bubbles
crossing boundaries
the daydreamer
the tired mother
the grumpy old man
the sleepy student
making assumptions
filling in the blanks
serendipitous
moments in time
taken randomly
out of context
Submitted on June 11, 2020 for contest BRIAN'S SELECT D sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
When stratus is strung
with artist's lattice
and letters are spun
as cotton cumulus
I bend in awe of
resounding matter
expressing substance
beyond human dressings
Stilled in silvered
lines of sanity
hanging covertly
for all to survey
Wisdom proclaimed
displayed openly
for viewing;
pursuing
should perception's
glance be longer
than a split second
Imagine what
awaits
a discerning eye
if only?
They were the talk of the meadow, these bunnies, these two.
They were so in love, others could not remain sad or blue.
We watched them frolic and hop with so much joyfulness.
We spied on them covertly, most did not make a fuss.
They are cuteness personified, said the garden gnome.
We should write them up in a song, melody or poem.
As you can see I totally agreed with this idea he had.
I have written it up, and I feel grateful and glad.
Sometimes you can neglect your neutral play
When you are in a traumatised community
While many people appreciate your work secretly
And continue learning from you covertly.
Neutrality is opposite of rivalry
But it can turn to be casualty
When the role seems perplexity
In the eyes of few people who identify
That neutrality is voluntary charity without faulty
But they standing to complicate things calculatingly.
July 31/2023
If,
I was not afraid of,
the thing, but the signature
strike of a copycat
in the art of dismantling.
You,
try to pull down brick
by brick, the
jeopardy. A dead premises
becoming alive.
How,
will you,numb with pain,
explain the poetry of victim’s trail,
becoming a Buddha ?
Can you find a bo tree for me ?
The,
grape hyacinth, I still
carry your globular blue
eyes, chasing my
kisses. Why in the evening ?
Satish Verma