Short Dams Poems

Gaps in character  
Miles of despair, challanges
Grow strong as Dams...

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milk tea water drops 
fill the ponds, lakes, and dams ---
brim-filling with life
...

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dams of sky broken
wombs of streams bulging, aching
weak cowardice banks

27 July 2021...

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New England River
Industrious beavers
Building their dams
Making sancturary
For the spawning
Young salmon...

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pregnant dams scream 
green-gown-clad earth maiden smiles ---
Indira* in moods



*Indira is considered to be the god of rain in Hindu mythology...

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I am no longer the shoreline
swept up in crashing waves of time 
where memories reside,
and dire dams of water
collide within a tender mind. 
I am the moon pulling the tide.



Written 5/24/20...

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Worthy Warrior Wigwagged
Warrants expired well
Worse is turned more well
We can say it "it is well to dwell"
Welcome the timid dams and mad well
Warrior is a warrior and a wiggle
Wiccans winning the wonderful battle behind living....

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Weeping under wild sky
Wander down mountain paths
Watery wealth flowing through
Washing over, anew
Wordlessly fill rivers
Walls of  dams pressing hard
Weighing down heavy tears!

10.5.2021
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Contest: Pleiades W....

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A dim a dozen
A determined day dominator
As a dim dark dominance by lights
A dozen dooms domestically 
A dodged fountain the cry of dogs
A denounce to announce a drum dance
As dams develop damps the duck
A duckling's life already dead....

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The pond is brackish
a smear of lichen,
a low haze.

Water birds dabble in their sleep.
Soon the sun
will dash across a drop of dew
to burst dams of light.

Wings will shake off
dwindling shadows,
slap the wet air
until the water awakes....

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take a look at nature
watch how everything
learns from another

a plant learns to quench it's thirst
from soil so it survives
a newborn goat latches to it's mother
a family of beavers surround themselves in water
building dams as their home and protection...

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These days away from all I know
Do well to feed my wailing woe,
For all the dams for my despair
The weight of worry cannot bear,
And break my banks of bravery,
But I know who is saving me;
Each time they swim me to the shore,
I stand up stronger than before....

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Oceans of blue green waves
Occlude seashell strewn coasts
Oysters pockmark footprint 
On the carrageen moss
One pearly dream moonlight 
Over tidal burst dams
Ovulate pools of thought

Date posted : 6 th April 2021

    Contest  : ‘Pleiades O’ Poetry Contest...

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The pond is brackish
a smear of lichen,
a low shaded haze.

Water birds dabble in their sleep.
Soon the sun
will dash across a drop of dew
bursting dams of light.

Wings will shake off
the dwindling shadows
slap the pond and call
until the water awakes....

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No water

The land is thirsty in Portugal.
Dams are like wadies 
despair and dust 
not yet noticed by city dwellers.
Flush their loos with enthusiasm
buy potable water
At the supermarket
More expensive than wine.
Meanwhile, tourists
Love Portugal
Naturally, they didn’t come
For rain....

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Dams

I’ve worked to build dams,
Gravity and stability
From heel and toe to crest,
From bedrock to top;
From abutment to abutment,
The obstacle looms:
Earth dams and concrete dams,
And dams I built with feet and hands
To flood the landscape
And prevent the water from flowing
Its natural course....

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I’ve heard it said life’s a river
With bends, rocky shallows and dams,
And love not gifts but the giver,
Don’t be a lion, but a lamb.

An apple a day is the cure,
And happiness comes from within.
Of one thing I’m totally sure
I much prefer vodka to gin!

8x8 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: PS Awtry
November 10, 2018...

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Dandelion Wine


Sun swept potions brave the night chill-
Faintly foaming dry epitaphs, meant to
Disrupt the local elections…all the while-
Laughter spills from hidden crevices, where
False promises flow like water set free from dams,
Broken by the truth-
…. a dry finish.... a shooting star.



3:41 am
06/25/10...

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Beaver Management
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

All beavers create dams,
Erecting, flooding gates
Havoc ineptly, jets
Keeping lauds minimized.
Not one public query.
Rivers support then use.
Vivaciously winding.
Xylophory yearning 
Zealots.


Note:  Hurray, I FINALLY finished an ABC poem.  Finding an x word wasn't easy!...

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When I tell you to build dams over rivers and seas,
To build bridges betwixt beings and make existence ease;
You laugh at me and politicize each one of my fights,
I don't quit; I don't accept failures; I am at my heights;
I am Gandhi, Nehru, Mandela, Luther, Lincoln, oh!
Who, on the paths of Jesus, Allah, and Ram always go..!!!...

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  Who would do that?
  Lamps, shades, and floors,
  But nothing more!
  Do the Dam Dusters have a union?
  Or are they hired by the slice?
  Since filling in between is part of their life.
  In fact, the Dam Dusters are well known,
  Around the dams in our home.
  Whatever they do,
  Seems to work.
  No leaks today,
  Not even a squirt!...

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Into the funneling drains,
go the lesser drains,
as they flow or seep.

Culverts coalesce,
the rain keeps moving,
the flushed keep swimming
through their own
momentum.

Is there an end to the flowing,
the passing through?

The highest dams,
the longest levee or dike
cannot hold back,
not a single drop
                  of sky or earth....

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 When the rains come down
And the dark clouds fill the sky
The old men go walkabout
 When the rains come down
And the earth no longer dry
The old women praise the Lord

When the rains come down 
And dams are overflowing
The young men learn the secrets
When the rains come down 
And fertile fields start growing
The young women long for love...

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Bygone days

Climbing trees 
Paper boats
Scabby knees
Duffle coats
Pick n mix
Runny nose
Thrupenny bits
Scruffy clothes 
Flying kites
Desperate Dan 
Conquer fights
Tins of spam
Spots n pimples
Teachers cane
Hunting thimbles
Bronco lane
Skimming stones
Hopscotch
Nit combs
Chicken pox
Kicking cans
Running wild
Building dams
Fifties child...

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The pond is brackish
a smear of lichen,
a low shaded haze.

Water birds dabble in their sleep.
Soon the sun
will dash across a drop of dew
bursting dams of light.

Feathers will shake off
dwindling shadows,
wings slap the ponds surface
until the water awakes.

By then 
my eyes will shine like silver moons;
I will write a poem
but not this one....

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