Short Day After Day Poems
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Day after day the tally
good or bad ~ doing what we can
strike a balance for peace
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A friendly boxer up in Green Bay
counsels townsfolk day after day
A sagacious old dog
with a website and blog
He advises: Less work and more play!
Flowers, trees, the clouds above
Symbols of nature, symbols of love
Day after day
It's nature's ballet
When shown the image of a dove
There once was a Martian from Phobos
When he spoke he was really verbose
He chattered away
Yes, day after day
Till, he drove the whole moon comatose!
How long is this going to take
day after day I sit and wait
while your content I just ache
I guess for you things are great
I put up a wall filled with hate
I'm going crazy
without you here
I see you around
I feel you near
day after day
year after year
I wait for you to come
and take away my fears.
Jessica
Too stubborn to confess
giving away small hints
In an desperate attempt
You will notice
Day after day
Over and over
Showcasing my subtle
Vulnerabilities.
You torment me day after day
Typing programs never goes my way
You drive me quite insane
lost my mind and your to blame
Web and net are not my games to play.
5/23/12
affirmations repeated birth desire ~
but in truth, there is nothing to acquire
we’re lost in the wilderness of thought streams ~
day after day, we thus renew our dreams
it was 20 years this coming May
it was chilly cold
it was starving being fed
seemed a long day
with no moon
sun after sun
day after day
it was 20 years this coming May
limited knowing, affirmed with conviction
there is of course no harm in this per say
wherefrom arises the creative urge of soul
compelling it to act this way, day after day
Sitting on our butts day after day is not enjoyable; it is a living hell with pure soreness.
Disappointed because we don’t stand.
Curse to the cubicle islands.
Marx was right.
Moving in small spaces
day after day
the same turns
from up here
you seem to spin and spin
clean shiny gears
Just this last one and I'm done for today
Look forward to this challenge day after day
It's why I rise
Talk with youse guys
To continue for a few more years I pray
Spring is but a week away,
Been waiting for it day after day.
Blues skies then rain
Blue skies again.
Bloom bloomin' everywhere,
Bees be buzzin'
Birds be nestin'
At this time of year,
Just this last one and I'm done for today
Look forward to this challenge day after day
It's why I arise
Greet the sun and youse guys
To continue for many more years I pray
A lim'rick a day keeps head doctors away
It's therapy for the brain, quite needless to say
That surely is true
Don't know about you
But it's how I stay afloat, day after day
multitude of forms
go about their routine
day after day in trance
driven by cravings of ego
save but a few none pause
in the void of cessation
where the soul is free
is it not a tragedy
she lived on the hill and kept to herself
and everyday came and went
with me wondering if i should go knock at her door
not today
not today
maybe tomorrow
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
She ventured forth now
Holding onto no heart true
Where hers still broken
Still lasting day after day
In lumbering feelings threw
Entrant into Suzette Crous's "TANKA - THE PIVOT" contest
10/10/2012
The cold dripping silence,
day after day…
Washes the future,
past floating away
Drop by drop,
filling up with regret
Drowning the moment
—caught in its net
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)
Holland is the flower capital of the world
Amazing multi-color fields send my mind in a whirl
Roses go on forever
Nine billion treasures
Day after day they send our minds in a swirl
Day-after-day the widow
"listens out for the ordinary"
and hears only susurrant voices
until deafness overcomes her
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
April 21, 2012
Inspired by Jan Oskar Hansen's "To Be Alone"
Her denial is her armour and she wears it brazenly,
She hides in silence just behind your smile,
She ebbs away day after day until there’s nothing left,
Then you realise that your mind has been defiled.
wM
with sterling pen in hand and splintered heart
the poems flow day after day
beneath the old white birch
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted for CONTEST NO.380 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - December 25, 2017