Short Dampens Poems

Spring rain falls
Dampens clothes
Not spirits....

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Dry wit
dampens the past
water under my bridge...

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The morning mist
Dampens
The face of
The sleepy
Lake...

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Tanka 12
	
	
	dark skies fuel  
	my melancholy mood 
	winter’s cold rain  
	dampens down my writing mind
	deadens my ways with words...

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Early at the post-box collecting the news
trailing sleep
morning mist dampens my cheeks
a little chill
sneaks up my legs and into my shorts....

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Lightning blinds minds eyes.
Thunder defens my lone heart
Static charged my pride.
Pouring rain drenched my sorrow
Cold dark winter dampens love....

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It is as old as time.
Yet not even age could
Dampens its destructive
Powers. Like the molten
Lava of an erupted volcano,
Every facet of our lives
It touches incinerates
To cinders...

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In the place of the rising sun
Where fasts break on sushi
And the sumo's size a delight

The earth wriggles – wets our kimonos
Took stuffs up to origami
And dampens muses for haiku

As the sunrise 
We are in Nippon 
Together!...

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The sky's slate gray
   It's rained all day
Though children can't go out
   They don't sit around and pout

Kids paint, they draw
   They learn to cook
Curl up with their favorite book

So, if ever rain dampens your grown-up mood
   Activate the child in you ~ Don't sit and brood...

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This mountain's Rocky top
Catching clouds
Like fingers through the air
Dampens rhododendron blooms
And muddies paths we follow up
Always, going up

Daylight peirces smokie haze
Striking peaks 
A Golden warmth across our face
Just enough to set for night
And sends us shelters way
Together, another day...

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Penny
Pennies
Into pounds
Cost of living 
Breaking down 


Digging 
Chipping 
Gritty climb 
I'll come out on top 
I'll work 
I'll grind 



Sometimes short
But never without
Thirsty commitment 
 dampens  this  drought

Drip by drip
Collect the flow 
Cup almost full
But don't let them know .
...

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Friends
Are silent angels
They pray silently  for you.

Sons and daughters 
Are formidable angels
They rescue you from loneliness.

Grandkids 
Are sweet angels
They brighten the dining room.

Special needs child
Is  innocent angel
His smile dampens burdens.

Everdearest
You are my fearless, loving angel!...

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Completely overtaken
Like stars shining bright
Expanding endlessly
Shimmering splendidly
Mesmerizing my mind
Hypnotizing me into a dance
Spinning
Surrounding
Enveloping me in his grace
Enticing me to follow his lead
Blades of grass slip between my toes
Dew dampens my skirt
As we step and twirl and glide
As one...

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Boston
city snow
falls gently on the Common
drifts lazily across the Charles
slows the Red Line flight
of late commuters
dampens the bedding
of the homeless
muffles the distant tone
of well fed preachers
welcoming all
to empty churches
throws a pristine blanket
of cold beauty
on a sunless daybreak

John G. Lawless
12/21/2020...

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across tree-lined yards
leaves dance in colorful frocks --
distant school bell chimes

through open windows
the scent of pumpkin spice drifts --
an orange moon rises 

under charcoal skies 
rain dampens mouldering leaves --
a lone snowflake falls


By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, August 29, 2012
for Autumn Splendor Contest (Russell Sivey)...

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Within toxic seas
nonchalant eye sees
venom spread outcome
that makes our heart numb.

Slow strangulation
dampens elation,
though bliss strobes remind
us, we should not mind.

The role we enact
requires love and tact,
as our life's learning,
'twixt pain barbs churning.

With feet on firm ground, 
bliss on the rebound
banishes our pain
and cleanses heart's stain.

25-October-2022...

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Veiled by a misty shawl of raindrops
a shy sun fails to show its face.
And colored leaves fade fast
for trampled underground
they morph into mold
as scarecrows sag,
abandoned
at their
posts.
~
Rain
dampens
tinder hopes
setting a mood
oft fueled by gloom,
summoning depression.
And as Winter approaches
a melancholy grey sky weeps 
for Fall, as it bleeds into the soil.


(Double Nonet)


12-14-2020...

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There is a season for sadness
rain darkens and dampens
the mood. Darkness hushes gladness
~
There is a season for new birth
rain feeds thirsty gardens
flowers spring up from peaty earth
~
There is a season for warm sun
rain feels nice to dance in
holding hands with your special one
~
There is a season all is stilled
rains splash on dying leaves
The weary soul rests, and is filled



Written 24 Oct 2020...

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the past recedes and what
was once a tsunami
of energy, exaltation and intent
or a depression of sadness and despair
play out into waves and troughs
of remembrance,
to ripples of recognition,
to a becalmed sea.
So too,
your resolve to remember always,
that awesome victory,
or deathly loss,
dampens down,
to the day you find that
you haven't thought of it
for years,
and now the details are
caricatures and cartoons that
you feel guilty and petty
for even mentioning....

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When  sudden rainfall gushes here
A wharf’s landing dampens its  floor…
Outside,  inky cloudscapes appear
Like horse shadows crashing  the shore.
Greater the pour as debris  floats ,
Adrift through mist and teeming spray
While  voyagers in painted boats--
Consider moorings a dismay.
Until gale considers to leave
As sunshine pours a hued beam
Enhancing the glitter of eve
As pilgrims land safely, upstream.



Robert Haigh’s Challenge—
3/11/2018...

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Blonde in the summer’s sun
Like golden dreams swaying in a sea
With each breath of wind
Dancing rhythmically

Thunder and pounding rains
Burden blades with sweet teas
That dampens the veins
And brings strength to the leaves

Glistening silver edges under the moon
Gives texture to the night
With dreamlike images
That spark blue moods to light

Ancient times bore the prairie lands
And blessed it with the Buffalo Grass
That seeds more than life
With seeds from the past...

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There'll be no rain the forecast said
til January's wounded pride
erupts upon the bloomless beds
and weeps a pewter morning tide.

There'll be no rain for many weeks,
just plenitudes of overcast
that burn away as daylight peaks,
when noon's anemic sun is cast.

There'll be no rain, no wet respite
to irrigate depleted earth,
just flaxen grass in withered plight
that dampens all my yuletide mirth.

There'll be no rain this Christmas Day,
just arid hillsides' umber splay....

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