Short Dampness Poems
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Green Trees to calm our nerves.
Fresh Air to sooth our lungs.
Dampness to cool our heads
and Comfort to fuel our tongues.
last dampness autumn
a while cunning birdie chirps
betrayed by weather
11/16/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
in autumn’s dampness
a moth of fervent purpose
becomes another's-
diamond lattice glinting
before a hunter’s moon
Sunlight filtering
on moss dampness that blankets
the silent forest.
~~~~~~~~~~~~ for Raul Moreno's contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gray thickness coats all
Cool dampness penetrates morn
Mocking Bird chatters
Soon sun will chase away fog
Cotton clouds float gingerly
Sun
Sometimes
Shines brightly
After the rain
Stops
Fog
Follows
The dampness
After the sun
Goes
3-3-19
Contest:Light Up The Page
Sponsor:Joseph May
STEPPING OUT
Stepped out this morning after many torrid days.
Stillness and dreeping dampness met my gaze.
Trees above thankful for the welcome swallow.
I too breathed deep a welcome here below.
Chrome meets sun;
a slick reflection
Salt and grit;
smooth surface;lined
Body scuffed;
marked;textured
Dampness green;
always forgiving of nature.
Hairs stand on end;
obscurity march
in procession
Feelings of the rain gone by,
The dampness in the ground,
The dust and dirt gone from the sky
And newness all around.
Then again wetness falls
Awakening the fact
These birds that sing are heralding
Summers final act.
Tanka 4 – Treasure of My Soul
dampness of your skin
wet hair dripping down your back
glancing toward me
one small laugh escapes your lips
a deep treasure of my soul
For Gail Angel Doyle’s “Treasures of your soul” contest
Menacing dark clouds
Sky covered in gray shawl
Sun peaks through then gone
Hope does not linger
Rain will continue
Mountain ridge of
Army tank green
Light soft beauty
Crown of dark clouds
Beheld gift
Of beauty
For moment
Dampness
Covers
Fog
Green Trees to calm our nerves.
Fresh Air to soothe our lungs.
Dampness to cool our heads
and Comfort to fuel our tongues.
Branches to free our notions
and storm clouds to feed our soul.
Black rain to fill us up again
and raped wind to make us whole.
Heavy frost, below freezing tempertures
Have denuded some trees
The pale pink running roses frozen sure
No longer the flutter or buzz of bees
Winter winds only thing to endure
Heavy over hanging clouds dampness
A lone buzzard flies
Irony spring buds adorn trees...
The creek rise rolled in mixed with fog
Dampness coats shrubs and trees
Morning Doves sing through it all
Yet no sound from the bees
The Creek's Rise(original)
Written:02-13-2019(Original writing)
Contest:Rithimus Divisa 6'
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
The fog settles over the snow
Icy rain falls, no-where to go
Everything is close, can’t see far
Shields of white and gray, set the bar
Of what to see, this winter day
But dampness cannot find a way
To reach the heart, that glows inside
Waiting for weather to subside
Heidi Sands
11/25/18
June
Marched in
With the bright, blazing sun
It takes away the cold
And slips in
The warmth
It tiptoes around
On the hot, burning ground
But it doesn't gallop away
It stays there
Till summer fades
Then it sneaks
Back in the cold, dampness
And limps around
In the snow
Till it melts
Away
Form:
Tough and unbound,
Unrestrained by the seasons,
At the call of duty,
Not slowed down by age and time.
Dust and dampness,
They’re its foes and assailants,
It brightens when polished,
Bringing back its sheen and shine.
November 16, 2025.
Nette Onclaud,
Texture of Minimalism Poetry Contest.
Arms wrap softly around her now
How long it has been since
She came to taste of the great love,
And of His love convinced
Cool morn's air coats both writer and
Chair, fog's dampness coats all
The gentle breeze pleasant as dew
It's cool presence enthrall
Written Sunday Morning at 7 A.M.
June 23, 2013
In dampness of night
Ghosts play in the candlelight
Their shrieks cloud the sky
They have translucent bodies
To move in and out of things
Ghosts stirring around
Carrying with them great fear
That moves them forward
Screaming with your heart inside
Laughing at your awesome fear
Russell Sivey
Wisps of clouds hang in the valley
Early morning dampness coats the air
As the morning sun dances in the trees
Barely above the skyline, greeting the day
Soothing rumble of an engine across the road
As the rider weaves among the curves, the
Land of rivers and Ozark Mountains
Shows its natural state of beauty
Streetlight buttercups
Cluster in the big city cloud.
Morning hungry bear, a great grey sloucher,
Frowning at the houses, scratches at the walls.
A plague of raindrops plunges down,
Cruel and malevolent, pecking at people and cars.
Out of the misty dampness, umbrellas grow quickly,
And small children float by.
the pier ghostly
as the fog rolls in---
weighing anchors
was it not here
we met the first time?
heavy mists
of memories
making steps---
timbers creak
yet, I find you not
this dampness
that rolls from my eyes---
tangible streaks
that exhale
the unforgettable you
© Debra Squyres
Tanka Trio 1/10/16
Condensed,
thin as this paper
between the hard tug
of time and gravity
and the moist weight
of my fears
A puddle, a mere,
a human life;
still breathing,
thinking, wanting,
muddling through
I fear now, I must wait
in shallow dampness
for a warm sun to
dry these tears,
then rise and
become a
cloud
Mud cookies
Swallowed,
Under
Punishing sun.
Cramp
Dampness
Termination,
New day has begun.
Perplexed
Deprived hunger,
I fritter away
Enclose fun.
Unbalanced
Ying
Yang
The Devil has won.
See me where
the palms scrape the skies,
where the exquisiteness of life
cannot be deprived of
Sense me between
the sheet s of dampness
Love & adore me in the
hot waves of
a midsummer gust
I want you around
I want you here & there
forever
meet me in an ecstasy
where we can
spend our time together
Saumya Aloysius