Short Deluged Poems
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Canyons of loss
emotional wastelands
Spires of hope
grasping for sky
Riverbeds bake
mountains are damming
Feelings once deluged
—barren and dry
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
In the heart of colorful autumn, skies were colored, too,
for flaming time was getting older, out in the hilly country.
Springtime's budding charm, lends a certain beauty to old age.
river
flows in slow strides,
kissing the rocky shores,
to unknown lands, in great wonder.
fetters that bind are broken asunder.
its heart is deluged with a song
waves lap merry along.
songs fill the air.
river
Strangers staring, father frowning
as the crickets chirp in the deluged duplex,
Sydney swims towards the stairs,
looks like no water wets here, she said,
father follows further,
where's little Linda? , he heard,
a barking bulldog runs down the slippery stairs.
FRAMELESS
materialised
from shadows
diluted
sonorities
evoke
a
muffled
montage
as
prelude
drifting
through a
world half-awake
on a
promenade
of reverie
images faded
turned
& relinquish
identity
in a flux
of folly
in memory in
deluged
apocalypse
of
multisensory
tsunami
of
spectacular
optimism
LATE SPRING
late spring
with now a few drops
half rain…half snow
late spring
garden path deluged
a scurry!…frisky fellow
late spring
on the garden path, old snow
tulip thrusts…like hello
late spring
rain clouds forever
late spring
same old crows
still raising hell
late spring
thinking…chewing on one finger
coffee stains
Strangers staring, father frowning
as the crickets chirp in the deluged duplex,
Sydney swims towards the stairs,
looks like no water wets here, she said,
father follows further,
where's little Linda? , he heard,
a barking bulldog runs down the slippery stairs.
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All Things Are Temporary
Written: by Tom Wright
4/8/2017
Sitting in the reticence of the moment,
I examine my real world.
While drowning in an ocean of thoughts;
My mind is deluged with but one;
That I am only here temporarily,
Walking through days of accomplishments,
And disappointments;
We’ve toiled to produce, and accumulate,
Warehousing things for the delight of others;
To the crux and cusp of Heaven's Hill,
I have staggered with burning feet
For 'tis Hell to take another pill,
But Divine to take a flying leap
My models in bottles, posing there
Glare at me with eyes in scorn
Do they not see my Soul's despair
That's haunted me since I was born?
It's quite obvious and plain to me,
Deluged in my ninety-proof
That I am blessed, unluckily
To have survived my Youth...
*written today, drunk on whisky
A sirocco greeted me
rushing past in heated blasts
my maps had ruined her weekend.
I sought the cool glare
of the new receptionist
only to be buffeted by
the nor’east gale
emanating from the office
of the station manager.
I gazed into the future
cast my lot with Wednesday
“warm, sunny, idle breezes”
Repeating it every hour
on the hour.
A flood of complaints
deluged the station.
I left the building
in an elevator
“partly rowdy
with no chance of shame”.
3/28/2022