Short Crusted Poems
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Pheasant egg in celery sauce
Pamesan custard
Suet crusted lamb pudding
Herby sage rosti
Apple and cider
Jelly tart
Smart !
Roast pheasant in cider sauce
Wood pigeon salad
Parmesan crusted chicken
with Baked chicory
Sweet apple brulee
Bon-bons and
Beer!
vivid is the reflection
of my self-infection
dusted and crusted
pathetic and rusted
sole and heart
we are now apart
forever, never
more
join me now my friend,
as we swim through the crusted sand
let us study our sanity,
the retardation of being "different"
in this profound planet.
KEEP OUT
Sad years lay hidden in the crusted ochre bloodstains of rusted tears.
11/8/2016
submitted to – The Rusted Gate – Poetry Contest
Vines cling to rusted rails
Glider, in crusted red
Sometimes there are loose nails
Faded and worn by time
Only hearts can accept
How destiny travails
The
gift
of
life
is
a
loaf
of
love
Wrapped
in
the
warmth
of
its
sharing
And
its
supreme
nourishment
is
the
crusted
peace
of
each
shared
slice:-
Winds of pain
traverse my damaged being
oh River of tears
carry mine sorrow away
crusted Earthen cave of darkness
seal away my soul
Sea of Flame
burn away my hart
Steel of my blade
take mine mind away
Sitting with someone, a warm, open fire.
Someone else adds a fresh log or two.
I watch sparks climbing fire's golden spire,
more lovely when once I watched with you.
Star-crusted sky, moon a silken sphere;
tears fill my eyes...I wish you were here
My thoughts all whirl, a whoosh, and wash;
through synapses a flame.
Held within this crusted case,
a cage, a crown, a brain.
My thoughts, it seems
form verse not dream
and so, I seldom rest;
a snap, a swirl, on I whirl,
yet never leave the nest.
I’ve often heard it said
elders have empty heads
where cobwebs
encrust each corner
and memories sit
gathering dust
But….
If you take the time
to sit and listen well
those crusted corners
with memory jewels
will glean for you
wisdom’s lust
It’s cold
It snowed
I shivered
I shoveled
A Solstice sun
Silently smirked
Iridescent icicles
Licked their lips
A crunch of crusted snow
Battled the scritch of shovels
Headless snowmen
Wandered in wonder
I shoveled
I shivered
It snowed
It’s cold
Crusted Stones
They rest in the empty silence
silence attending midnight songs
songs whispering to lovers tears
tears long dried upon crusted stones
visual #3
John G. Lawless
submitted to – Four Lines Only – poetry contest
6/7/2015
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Shadows Densely Cast
David J Walker
How soon the night begins to call
Fall is falling fast
Shadows thinly passing all
Daylight dwindles past
A crusted moon
a ragged ball
auric emblems last
Hold your breath
against a death
shadows densely cast
These polish bones
Once brightest gold
Now aged worn
Tarnished Bronze
Morrow age crusted
Spirit soul Heaven bound Intrusted
Fly spirit fly
Onward towards heavens skies
As my truest self so rise
5/27/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Mass body rotten stinky crusted fat tissue issue molding fetish rotten masses worms crawling maggots rotten is my consumed my true self is it not called My soul and Spirit rises out of my chest all I have left is a figure abated mess
11/21/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
salt crusted fish bone
caught within tangled seaweed...
high tide offering
hermit crab scuttles
erratically on sand...
waving eyes on stalks
opened mouthed seashells
coated with wind driven sand...
change in the weather
22 September 2022
syllable counter... poetry soup
Empty Mirrors
Who stole the colored beads
from this kaleidoscope world?
Spinning around seeing no color,
relections of empty spaces,
seem to be the new order
Are they simply tarnished
crusted over from life given?
A mirrored world with no view,
lonliness the new axis,
where life has lost its hue
eating ourselves alive
gnawing on our own cold skin
ripping and tearing it away
throwing our arms in the air
pleading to take my life away
gouge out my eyes
no longer seeing myself
not seeing the lies
blood red stains crusted on my hands
hair clenched in each fist
bald spots on my bleeding skull
Form:
A bleak fear
busted black no one to sack
Roaming, just deranged
The fleeting fire rearranged
Every situation crusted
The manic display
Losing control soaking
These mental police barking boundaries
Fleeting this moment to live
Striving to regain balance, regain love
To float above, to enjoy the work
open door; icewall
crusted as a rabid eye
all the change of skin in frost
a bedouin of snow
consider the end ;
white room; stiff starch
the soft slide of slippers
along linoleum
winter`s partner; a slower cold
hot crusted bread speaking truths
labouring backs bent over ovens
cows chewing cherrywood cuds cosy
what could be more knowing
as Nature spreads tranquility tacit ?
____________________________
GOLD PLACEMENT WINNER POEM
Contest : Brevity Poem : Allpoetry August 26
5 words x 5 lines
Prompt: Dispersion
Marvel at the tiny seed,
The power It is granted
Crusted by wide heavens
protected by the cloud
falls hard
goes deep
Underground.
It awaits in the dark
feeding on the the rain
that comes from above.
Spreading its roots,
holds on to its source
Till that second, that moment,
it bursts out through the ceiling
out in the open light.
Blossom of baby's breath,soft white
Dusted my shoes in the morning light;
Brushing gorse,crusted yellow
Over the stream with weeping willow;
Into the wood of rush patterned lace
Across a meadow at a slower pace;
Along the cowslip filled track
Under clouds,edged blue-black;
A storm erupted on the scene
Shadowing the pastures a pastel green.
Through the atypicalities of due process
I wrench my ever-rusted ribcage off it's
Hinges-
Sunlit paradigms,
Dust crusted smiles;
A gaping canyon, I cast toward you
A lightless cavity,
A nothing-prison of brittled bones
Which, caked with dried blood from when
My Heart imploded,
Roll and click against eachother like marbles
In the wicked mouth of fiction