Short Crisscross Poems
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Ate a sandwich with tomato sauce
my shirt left stained with a crisscross;
Noticed it after the fact
no way to put on an act;
Sloppy girls gorge food like a boss.
The Rolling Stones
Gather no moss
Not with Mick Jagger
Their peripatetic boss
They travel first-class
Partake of the sauce
As the globe they crisscross
Sipping the finest liquers
~ Discarding the dross
Aloft in once pure blue,
form strings of yellow hue -
pollutant see-o-two.
Man's abuse going on.
Dumping fossil carbon.
More filthy pollution.
Six miles up it is seen.
The sky a crisscross scene
from tax free kerosene.
crisscross clouds
leave unseen tracks
warm sands
ruffle velvet shoals
ocean sprays
release salty tears
fine pebbles
squeeze wrinkled soles
sapphire waves
grind sparkling glass
supple limbs
explore hazy shores
by Michael J Falotico
wiggling toes touch..
ankles crisscross and hug tight..
thighs cover and melt..
I watch the
ribbons of
the silver birds
crisscross the sky
as raindrops
from my soul
roll gently
down my cheeks
I gave you
all the love
I had to
give and yet
like silver birds
in sky above
you flew away
March 30, 2019
Chances were taken
In your loss I've lost myself
I still choke on your regret
Crisscross not straightened
Stop hiding under my shelf
You carried so much neglect
~Written By: Laura Loo~
~Date Written: February 9, 2016~
Life
the journey of dream,
mixed of illusion and reality
truth- a delusional power!
in love
the life is
flying to
goalless destination
Wonderfulness
is standing
by the side of all crossing
Welcome
to the crisscross
weaved breathing
-05/11/19 Ctg, BD
Nature looks weary abut the boom gate
Like a faithful prostitute dun for her pay
With hand on cheek, the other wave way
By ageless sky con beloving gaze
And Sam to Delilah, a giant betrayed
In boneless bliss, made Achilles to heel
What fate the peep to me had brought?
When time..., yet permits me to decide
To crisscross between heaven and earth.
©Yusuf, A.O.?
Sunday evening stretches and yawns
drowsy as a tender fawn
Who frolics and plays throughout the day
then curls up midst leaves to lay
While sleep overspreads her dewy head
constellations crisscross above her head
How sweetly angels sing in her soft ears
a moonstruck smile o'er her lips appears
~ Sweet dreams, everyone! ~
Gershon Wolf, Oct. 03, 2021
kept apart by pure polarity
you inspire my solidarity
I can't touch you lest I die
still you're living in my eye
oh dear nearly child of mine
how I find you
more than fine
reaching out to crisscross
stars
to gather gumdrops
and guitars
as the turning world grows
older I feel you standing
on my shoulder
watch the bright parade
go by
and share your view
with my mind's eye
words lay eggs on paper.
in time,
they break their prison shells,
crawl out,
eat and fatten
but may sneak out like hermits
meditate
in the hard crusts
of silence
at the end of Metamorphosis,
they flit round
like butterflies
moving in crisscross patterns
before our
perceptive eyes!
No one knows the higher heights to which their love had climbed
Or how their simultaneous thoughts, fluidly flow
Required replies to queries crisscross from minds in sync
And countless compliments and sweet gentle gestures, he lays upon her heart
Popular redundant rhetoric, now unnecessary is made extinct by…unspeakable love
~*~
For: Adeleke's "Unspeakable Love" Contest
neath the tree sat a norn
one of three, shears in hand
crowned in nature’s floral fare
and wisps of ancient silvered hair
she has no care of god or man
no interest in some scriptured plan
bad and good have equal weight
when measured in the hands of fate
haggard with majestic grace
timeless lines crisscross her face
she’ll give no clue, no reason why
just cut your line when time to die
Sea Minuet
Prima donna restless surf
Dance on shoreline turf
Crash to augmented beat
Trip light fantastical fleet
Pirouette high and low
Gracefully curtsy, as you go
Effervescent tutu foam
Crisscross silt return home
Sea of melodious minuet
Garner stars in silhouette
Highest regards to deep blue
Keen tis moon to ensue
Reflections of stars on glass
Shimmer at ballerina pass
Chaotic tis waters rebuff
Beauty tis never enough
I stand here with every step of my life etched in crisscross lines beneath these
well worn feet.
Well worn feet that have carried me for seven decades and three years more
through pain and pleasure, joy and sorrow, on a path of adversity that couldn't conquer me.
I stand here today...a tenacious and contented soul with my mission nearly complete... close to the end of the road where earth and heaven meet.
Author: Elaine Cecelia George of Canada