Short Curtal Sonnet Poems
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appreciation, bridal shower,
is a false saying.
is a correct saying.
Look at your Mother,
Just like a Bird' feather.
Even she is a girl,
In the form of a living Pearl....
Footsteps To Ruin
betrayal, birthday, kiss,
Footsteps to Ruin
This spring makes my heart beat faster
went for a walk saw a verdant field sprinkled
with xanthous flowers nodding
in the mild zephyr
I must take a photo.
Walked onto the field to find the prettiest ones
looked behind me, my heavy boots
had ruined lesser beauties...
My First Kill
Ok, My first kill
He did deserve it
It was well deserved
They said "Do it" I said "I Will"
He begged for me to quit
Wrapped him in plastic, To stay preserved
Marked with a pile of stone
Buried shallow, Not even deep
I don't care if you find it
I peeled his flesh from the bone
Till his screams went to weep
Don't feel bad a bit...
Always the God Poet
The Lord has always
in his own way replaced
What the evil one has stolen from me.
The Lord has always
been with me
when no one else was
God is good and God is
God is all their is !!!
Peace be with U
He gave me friendships
He gave me rainbows
He gave me Love
He gave me intimacy
He gave me everything
Give Me That Rush
age, anxiety, deep, kiss,
Kiss my forehead
My face is flushed.
Caress my hair
Give me a long stare.
Hold me, take my hands
Direct my stare and hands
I am blind, help me see
Hold my hands and show
me the map of your body.
Kiss my hands
My face is flushed
Caress my face, give me
Take it off and place it
there. Take my hands and place
cry, deep, feelings, humanity, identity, introspection, longing,
We're all parched to belong to one another—
In this very race. But the pace
Is just how we meet—
We’re locking throats together,
Rather than open the drought in our face,
To the song of our hearts’ beat.
We all come alone—
You have no crimes to trace.
We’re just lying with the street;
A lamp is shone—
In bottles in our hands, we gather need....
The Precipice of the Unknown
10th grade, 11th grade, 9th grade, anxiety,
Throughout history, Man's feared the unknown,
all beyond the horizon was taboo.
And yet, curiosity led the way
past village walls, into that phantom zone,
"where there be dragons," waiting to eat you,
Found at the precipice of the unknown;
fear tries to take fleeting moments away.
But life's not a line; you're not in a queue,
new possibilities are widely sown
A snatch of sound is carried by the wind,
a delicate and solitary note.
There at the end, the pitch just slightly bends;
it rises for an instance as it floats.
So lovely, it is over far too soon -
and then, a second, similar delight!
The chorus brings a lump within the throat.
Then, there! Two darkened shadows block the moon,
seen rising from the lake in tandem flight:
a pair of loons....
A Monarch In Flight
Not easily followed, a monarch’s flight
Delicate and dainty in so many ways.
Jealous of course is Mr. Worker Bee
She is lithe and lovely, pretty and light.
Wondering if she will last ‘til end of days.
She flutters past both my shoulder and knee.
She is amazingly easy to love
But will she return for all of my Mays?
Surely this will be revealed to me
All I know is she was sent from above....
A Winter Evening Commute
business, home, moon, planet, sleep, star, work,
The winter darkness falls before the day
Has run its course, long ere the eyes of those
Who labor seek surcease from weariness.
The home-bound traffic winds its halting way
Beneath the moon-bound Evening Star and slows—
And so I sit with promises to keep,
Ensnarled within a concrete wilderness
As news and music streams from radios.
At last the exit home—to eat, to sleep,
emotions, feelings, poetry, writing,
Finding happiness I become weightless;
A giggle? I’m ready for anything,
even a swan dive off a creaky plank;
An idea with a smile’s limitless,
that intense energy’s levitating;
Whatever inspires me I turn that crank
like fireworks my poetry will deploy;
Floating on daisies in a riverbank
arms behind my neck I’m lighter than air,
nearby a paper plane called ‘No Joy.’
If We Were a Movie
emotions, fantasy, feelings, romance,
Once upon happily ever after,
it’s the power that the storyline has;
Khaki pants red shirts selling novelty,
brown hair a montage passes in a blur
ending in a field of wildflower grass;
Every scene filled with possibility;
You believe that anything can happen,
two lovers meeting on an overpass;
Copper sunsets if we were a movie,
Chocolate moments melt into forgotten
Curvaceous beauty, she knows not her strength
Offsets gentleman to edge of his brink.
Then she captures soul with her sweet smile.
Our hero stretches to his tallest length.
Heroine’s face flushes a pretty pink.
Their love can be seen a country mile.
She pledges her love forever more.
As she cannot resist our hero fair.
Who can throw pink roses down the aisle?
That is what dainty flower girls are for....
emotions, feelings, love, thanksgiving,
Thankful for kindness in every handclasp,
letting me know you are happy I’m near;
Pizza in a warm preheated oven
anticipating cheese so hot you gasp;
No need for a feast as long as you’re here;
A movie and a bit of your lovin’
I’m so incoherent happy with you,
this special evening I want to savor;
As spices permeate the atmosphere
your love is a gift too good to be true
Lullaby For a Daydreamer
dream, emotions, feelings,
We are made to make it up as we go
extracting wild ideas from our minds;
Dancing to music no one else can hear
yet graceful every motion seems to flow;
Buried moments turn into hidden finds
once uncovered they never disappear;
The strongest cravings you can satisfy
just escape reality shut those blinds;
Fall asleep wander without any fear,
listen to a daydreamer’s lullaby
9th grade, death,
It is as fast as lightning,
And you never know when or where it is occurring.
You are told about it, what a bore,
But soon you'll be at it's door.
You might bawl,
But it comes for us all.
You should not fret,
Because I would bet,
That it will not hurt,
And it will be curt.
So don't you worry,
There's no need to hurry
Someday the world will stop,
But don't stop, you haven't reached the top...
emotions, guitar, music,
Spider webs woven into that guitar,
soft music will echo and hang around;
The audience an unsuspecting fly
tries to wiggle held tight by a grimoire;
Souls become lost and can never be found;
It will not fail over time they comply,
something in the air sedates what is shrill;
Quiet now it’s not so bad being bound;
Your submission you can now justify
any other move has become futile
With All My Soul
body, heart, heaven, soulmate, visionary,
I reach for you..... With my eyes into the heavens
I reach for you.... With my hand to feel your peace
I reach for you. .. With a heavy heart then blessed with your love
I reach for you.... With all my fears never afraid when you envelope my spirit
I reach for you ...To guide my days in the warmth of the sun I partake in your love
I reach for you...With All My Soul. ..To Give Thanks. ..for Your Blessing...
A Summer Breeze
dream, emotions, summer,
A Summer breeze captures gallant spirits
they add a bit of a charge to the air;
The taste of strawberries and lemonade
bring about a season with benefits;
Drenched in aloe you are beyond compare;
Maybe it’s just a coconut charade
that’s got me seeing all of these visions;
Heart interrupted by a solar flare
I lay in the bed that casual made;
Still I pray that none of these illusions
An Ordinary Day
grandchild, nature, work,
An ordinary day upon the trail:
a walk with Missy, cutting vines and trees.
That spoon of sugar goes a long, long way
in finding joy in what the work entails.
Imagine then how much that I was pleased
to hear young voices singing loud and gay,
come running at me in a wild stampede,
wrap arms around my leg and tightly squeeze.
Because this happens often, I can say
extraordinary, true, but yes indeed,
an ordinary day....
emotions, feelings, romance, sea,
Starry midnight blue handwritten love notes
white caps a message for a metaphor;
Every ounce of my self control just quits,
waning with sweet nothings and gentle quotes;
Oh my siren, you I cannot ignore
awakening my soul with a french kiss;
Shipwrecked now by your heady aroma
all I really want is you nothing more;
Your eyes electrifying my abyss
a sweet message for a moment by the
emotions, feelings, humanity,
It may not seem like very much at all
but what a result from a small action;
With one simple step we all can ascend;
Revolution. Evolve and heed the call;
Your ideas will slowly gain traction;
Never born to follow we set the trend,
I’m drooling over imaginations;
A message can catch with a small faction
the future that we need quietly penned;
Every single one of growth’s foundations
Smile On My Heart
emotions, feelings, happiness,
In my eyes a canopy of sunshine,
melancholy days can make it glisten;
Above the darkness crazy as it sounds,
the choice to be buoyant is always mine;
Even when I feel I need permission,
do not imprison yourself with no grounds;
Let every ounce of that self doubt dissolve
put negative thoughts into submission;
A serotonin type high knows no bounds,
with a smile on my heart I rise above
A Never Ending Cruise
emotions, feelings, love, romance, sea,
Everyday is a never ending cruise;
Adventure lurks as we land at each port
traveling the world with you beside me;
Honey, with you there I simply can’t lose,
perfect ship and luxurious resort;
Wearing a smile like lights on a marquee
beckoning me softly to come aboard;
Exploring with the gift of a passport
you turned my dreams into reality;
Tilted my face from the shadows toward
Silly Toys and Sillier Boys
abortion, best friend, betrayal, boy, break up,
I looked at the toys and thought how silly
And what if I called him mr. Billy
He stroked my face and said it looked sweet
I knew he was the man I wanted to meet
I thought to myself how delicious
It would be if I made myself Nutritious
He gave me a lick
So I gave him a kick
Yet I am a boy and you are a toy
So forever alone we are
With our tiny baby feet
Oh how I love the silly little pinky toe...