Short Demarcation Poems

The difference between

    denotation and detonation

      ~ one of nuclear demarcation...

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Green patches
of lawn
surrounded by
flurries of leaves
demarcation lines
peace zones
Occasional puffs of wind
light, easy, unhurried
scatter a few stragglers --
swept along
a couple or three meters
then still
at rest again
they await last rites......

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On the peaks of the snow-covered mountains of age

Just under the demarcation of eternity’s line, I stand

Hoping, some snowflakes of wisdom still to harvest

Before starting my crossing, into the immortals’ land!



© Demetrios Trifiatis
    31 AUGUST 2014...

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Now that,

Under age's snow-covered summit 

I stand,

Just 

Under eternity's demarcation line,

I still hope, 

A few snowflakes of wisdom to harvest

Before 

The moment, my soul's soaring comes,

Obeying

To the Lord's celestial command!




(C) Demetrios Trifiatis
   05 October 2015...

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The color black grits its teeth
in cracks under closets and
between slats in vertical vents
and seems to be involved in acts
of malfeasance. I distrust
its stealth, avoid its line of 
demarcation, refuse to hold a pen
sporting the color black,
even when revealing this poem.

I'd rather the ink were my own
blood, than India Black....

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Assaulted by man and machine,
Intertwining branches of pristine woods
Form a brave barrier.

A paved path,
Line of demarcation,
Divides Nature from civilization.

The truce is uneasy;
The detritus of man
Encroaches upon the boundary.

Thus man defiles the very sanctuary
He spiritually needs,
Diminishing himself in the eyes of the gods....

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wade across this dammed up stream
bring across your love for me
erase the lines of demarcation
invisible walls of separation

step across, circle back
feel the breeze, regulate tack
how do you know unless you do
feed the heart, hungry for you

lay me down and cover me
with your heart, blanket me
here, amongst the flowers strewn
wrap me in your love cocoon...

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Advancing purlieu dawns on growing up;
the outskirts of our lives will change o'er time. 
Unwanted confines normalize our lives
as we accept each demarcation line.

September 19, 2019
QQQ-003

a four-line stanza from a longer poem of mine, Drawing Boundaries.
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/drawing_boundaries_575208

contest:  Arbitrium Divisa 4
host: Gregory R Barden...

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On the surface the town appears
Like any town, perhaps your own;
It has its share of low-cost homes
Segregated from the splendid
Houses by an invisible
Well defined demarcation line.
The inferior homeowners
Dine out when they can afford to
At fast food places like Wendy’s;
Whereas the well-to-do- frequent
Eateries with French sounding names;
You can distinguish these people
From the rest of us by their dogs:
They’re the prissy pooches with bows....

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