Short Crimped Poems

silk
ribbons
fancy blouse
she’s slick and smooth
crimped flower petals
dyed to match shoes
ruffled
prom dress
silk...

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A rental car ought be comfy
  not crimped, cramped or bumpy

Oohs and Aahs ~ save them for pageants
  Roominess now mine; you keep the combatants...

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A coil
Bound and twisted
Crimped and bent
Unwound
A wound
At the center
The core
A sore
Rewire and twist
Make a coiled nest
Hide the mess
Today and tomorrow
And the counted days before
Pulling constantly to get it straight
Watching it coil back into place...

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That Night

The moonlight was
PEARLESCENT.
EVENTIDE had been
Long gone.
FERAL HOWLING 
Could be heard.
It was eerie!
And it CRIMPED 
my style!
There was a
TANG of 
Fear in my mouth!
The normal THRUM of a
Usually soothing
Was not!
It was all
PLUMB odd!


Date: 22-03-2021...

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your eyes
crimped and burnished
dance like butterfly wings
as I weave to plumb their magic
burning ...
that dark, deep abyss calls to me
thus I am now your thrall
crushed and bound to
ruin.






Written and submitted on May 9, 2020
For the "Let The Pens Flow - Butterfly Cinquain" Poetry Contest
Jenish Somadas, Sponsor....

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Listen to poem:

a page of my diary
penned in blues

crimped fold over fold
crafted into an origami boat
set afloat to drift free

dreams and aspirations
captured in yearning
poured out and launched

seafaring under a starry vault
desperate plea to the winds of fate



AP: 1st place 2020, Honorable Mention 2025

Submitted on May 13, 2020 to contest SHUTTER SPEED sponsored by KAI MICHAEL NEUMANN  -  RANKED 3RD...

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By creating brutish atmosphere
Blood thirsty villains
Even if, the blood dripped
To the ground, 
They will be crimped to defenceless
Without able to defy; 
By retaining the pain; 
Even if they were inclined to darkness, 
Were ripped one by one
Only when the soul is separated, 
They left the pure hearted, 
Thousands of innocent's dead bodies
Laid above others
Blood percolate from each 
Thus, it becomes bloody field....

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My head is howling, 
Hollowed feral eyes watching,
The harp of the moon a thrum in my chest.
Love run away, I can't bear for you to see.

The tang of blood against my teeth,
I swore that I'd never let you hurt me.
But your plumb fingers strum a heavenly tune,
And it's crimped my resistance into a jagged three.

Sharp pearlescent nails scratching into my skin,
You've already won, just let me in.
My brain is trapped within the endless night,
wishing for the eventide.

3/30/2021...

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