Short Demarcation Poems
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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...
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
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
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.
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
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
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.