Short Deluges Poems

destructive despair 
calls in deluges of tear drops...
love’s sluice gate opens.

© Harry J Horsman  2012...

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Muse on the loose





Boundless rumination ..
is like 
meandering abyssal,
as plethora 
of thoughts deluges,
Unable to 
find direction,
Diving endlessly,
Till a poem 
born at last 
merely by default.




Written Sept 8th, 2016
For contest "Muse on the loose" by John lawless...

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Dragon gnarling gaze
The fire mouthed beast gurgling
Deluges of flood

And creation cringe
Before the broiling fire, razed
All things with desire

Toppled thrones, doomed kings
Mangled and twisted in wrath
Shambles to the bone

Melting citadels
Smoke choked lungs screams sin's silence
We crumbled to ash...

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Look at that blue, clear and open sky
Take me there mother, teach me to fly
Can't help myself from wanting to soar high
Take me there mother, just teach me to fly
Dark clouds why I see in your blue eyes
Tell me why can't you let me fly high
Are you afraid of me burning my wings
Or is it your mind deluges with terror of brutal beings
But we can't quit flying for the fear to die
Let us fly mother, just teach me to fly...

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seasonal silliness

late winter whimsy
 sneaky downpours hit then run ~
  season of rainbows

sun and storms play tag
 unexpected rain showers ~
  frisky thunder storms

clouds play peek-a-boo
 drizzles turn to deluges ~
  time to plant tulips

wind tickles new leaves
 giggles leave dewdrop buttons ~
  no more frost freeze tag

raindrops play chopsticks
 in rhythmic syncopations ~
  equinox mischief

3-6-23...

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A two edged knife that deluges us 
With both the midlife and afterlife
Like a tempest, 
It sways us to ruination and obscurity 
Then hoists us to reclamation and lucidity
The circle of life!

It steers us through despair and hope
And leaves us in a state of mélange 
Where the failure to reset  once more
Becomes the anchor of our setback
And the attempt to reignite dead flames
Births the strength to thrive!

(C) PoeticLord...

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I love how wè live faraway
From the noise and voices
Echoing like dominoes falling
fast and faster into the abyss
Of destruction.

I love how we live safely,
We think, as long as the world
Stays confined within electronic
Devices like caged birds, wings
Beating breezes into deluges.

I love how we live unmolested 
By the sharp edges of violence,
The softness of sun when it rises
And when it sets buttresses our fortress
Of blindness.
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