Short Daunted Poems
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A cup of hot chocolate was all he wanted
Dropped cocoa; it flew in the air, he stood daunted
For L. Milton contest couplet
Written: 12/03/2021
the
ubiquitous
reflective
eyes
scanning
throughout
the
Serengeti Plains
of
the
wild spotted
hyena
laughing
giggling
chuckling
while
feasting
and
crushing
the
bones
of
the
daunted
prey
Overwhelmed, as I was
Today has dawned
My pain, has lessened
And the loneliness, subsided
A new time, is here
My loss is in the history books
Now, I must not be daunted
Be brave, against whatever comes
Form:
Hopeless thoughts daunted with
Boundless irrefutable feelings
Rip and tear at heart strings.
Stinging eyes and swollen lips
Cry out longing for what they
Can’t and never will have….
A love worth fighting for.
Sleep
To wait
for a dream
wonderous scenes
of piquant parfaits
with a blended relish
of creamy fruit and almonds
savoring and ready to eat
daunted by an ogre's appearance
who gobbles it down and awakens you
Contest March 26, 2014
Dusk
Till dawn
As tawny
Night and moon wanes
Darkest dark; bats fly
Ghosts, ugly witches bliss.
Daunted and stark under lit
Streetlamps large black feline tail rise
On bittersweet brisk nocturnal stroll.
Prowling it yearns on spooky Halloween.
Fluidly intack colors flow
initiates an attack
surrounded by black
Rainbow gathering
Orange Reds yellows
Do occupy The Meadows
Surrounding by lilacs
Daunted by the Mountain Shadows
Surrounded by black
10/25/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2019
This un-daunted Dr, is making a stand against ill-liberal intentions for Canada
Now planned.? Common stupidity it
Must be.' Or wilfull destruction if human
Liberty, and its not only the good Doctor
Who knows the score.' Of a dystopian
Agenda, of which no clear thinking person
Could want more.'
Flowers followed me home today.
They were in full bloom wanting to play.
Why did you pick yourself? I asked.
Don’t you realize now you will easily pass?
Cut flowers are always sad to me.
I want them in the ground, where they need to be
Flowers, is it too late for you to be replanted?
I am sad beyond sad, my attitude daunted.
Dour ferris wheel, are you haunted?
Dark a place to sit peacefully,
enjoy a spell if you’re lonely;
Disguised cloaked in what I wanted,
my insecurities flaunted;
False eyes like you understood me;
Dour ferris wheel
everything inside you taunted;
Needling me repeatedly
low lights glow spectacularly;
Your gloom never left me daunted,
Dour ferris wheel.
Whenever you strive to arrive at
What you're asked or tasked to do
You should yearn to learn perfection
Or you'll have a hasty stew
Concentration application
Assures you aren't bereft
It's most unwanted to be daunted
For what's right by what is left
Don't worry about the clock
Just revise and then regroup
Turn your pasty hasty stew into
A delightful poetry soup!
The homeless man feels unwanted,
Sitting there with his little dog.
In company, he is daunted...
The homeless man feels unwanted,
But avoids charity, flaunted.
It's winter soon, with harmful fog.
The homeless man feels unwanted,
Sitting there with his little dog.
11/2/2015
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Contest - Triolet, Old or New
Sponsor - Joseph May
3rd Place Win
Toxic State
Endless endeavors embryonic embrace
Finite forever’s in a platonic place
Silently searching with afflicted affections
Of love’s misguided daunted deflections
You can not penetrate this superman soul
Love can pour out but not fill the hungry hole
Isolated illusions dismantled desires
Terminal toxins within flameless fires.
Dec.03.2016
Toxic State - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: FJ Thomas
friend’s bet…
a threat
d r e a r y
e e r i e
haunted
daunted
gate creaks
fear speaks
alone
no phone
old house -
ghosts rouse?
unlatch
strike match
dark throws
shadows
a dame
in frame
eyes dart!
my heart…
loud wail
i bail!
back off
bets off
rafter -
laughter
3/17/2022
Witches fly on their broomsticks so very rough
Flying past the full moon that is bright tonight
Over the haunted house that’s daunted and tough
Where a great jack-o-lantern lies bringing fright
Lit to dishearten those who look on its soul
Making life harder, letting tears take their toll
Witch swiftly swoops down cackling with gloomy glee
Taking all by surprise, her they didn’t see
Russell Sivey
Faceless reflection once fair as a flower
is all the eye can see
now ghostly hollow
we choked then swallowed
the darkness we can be
Daunted we are driven still
to find a defining face
forming familiarity’s found
to follow humanity’s trace
Through glassy eyes of tears like rain
our character lines have faded
Let our colors emerge
from our darkest hour
Let us not stay shaded!
Jeannie Cronin
August 31, 2020
I’ll scrape this mud off of my heels -
That’s caked from years of trudging.
And soak these wounds in orange peels -
To persuade scabs into budging.
This bar of soap, my sword of choice -
Will slay bruises that have haunted.
Replacing aches with citrus’ voice -
Who soothingly tunes the daunted.
This plunge of water, warm and welled -
Will calm my anxious weather.
And put to rest thoughts that rebelled -
As I bathe in crystal summer.
When love came, it came so fast.
Was I mature enough to decide?
I hadn’t annals from my past.
Friends said my time I should bide.
I believed I knew what I wanted.
I wanted to be your bride.
By their doubts I was daunted.
How could they know much better than I?
By my doubts I was haunted.
What to do, I voiced a sigh.
Follow my true heart was the reply.
I couldn’t bear to say goodbye.
After all these years I can say
I have no regrets of my choice that day.
I see you there,
Across from me,
In a corner people's eyes seldom reach,
Two jaundice yellow globes part a matted sheet,
A patchwork tapestry of deception and despair,
Woven from a lonely soul,
I walk to you,
Driven by your fearless smile,
Yet daunted by your hollow stare,
"Spare some change for the train Sir?"
The train I fear follows a different line,
As the tracks run up his bony arms,
Pity sets in with the sound of falling coins,
On a cracked concrete floor
Intrepid damsel,
a heroine unsung.
A willing martyr
with courage
unrivalled.
Unransomed captive
with a ransom
infinite.
She gladly faces
death with eternity
in view.
Like her lover before her,
she chooses to be
a sacrificial lamb
to the slaughter.
Leah Sharibu,
the heroine unsung.
She that chooses to mortify
her passions
for timeless paradise.
Hardly daunted by
Kalashnikovs and
thunderous explosives,
she inherits a world
deemed abstract by
unfaithful adherents.
His agonized inhabited mind haunted
by peaceless imaginative thought,
extremely distressed, his spirit daunted
with severe revelations of supernatural
phenomenon, so distorted caricatural
features indescribable by the untaught,
exorcism perceived as emotional relief
for his tormented mind created by him,
comforted by his faith and strong belief
miraculous event now urgently desired
penance to alleviate his guilt required,
tormented by ghostly sight of his victim.
4/1/2018