Short Denouement Poems

Serial killers: the last words of a cliff hanger...

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One born to greatness is oft ill-fated
    His swift denouement unanticipated

  All the advantages repudiated
    ~ by his own dagger eviscerated...

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The sun awakes each early morn
Bright sky glows its colors adorn

Nothing but jeans tattered and torn
Wit unraveling and voilà... a poem born
	


AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on January 30, 2020...

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As a societal pariah,
am I not deserving a grand denouement?
When my tale reaches zenith,
will I be shackled,
by the abhorrent atrocities,
your accursed kind has wrought,
upon my tempestuous form?
Light my pyre,
I need a tan....

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At night I sleep
Its start, I know not
But, will I ever know?

Now so long, still,
eyes close and open
Can I control, ever?

Someday these eyes,
finally, will close
How and when, can I know?

Someday like sleep,
they will so open
Where will they open?...

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Deliberation is functionable, actable or actionable task.
Denouement is defendable, chargeable or restrictable mask.
Delicacy is cureable, correctable or subjectable bask,
Demonstration is testable, referable or retractable ask,
Driftwood is adoptable, retreatable or careable Rask....

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PRELUDE
wet brush
sigh…hush

ACT I
hued dip
and drip

ACT II
small dots
sea spots

INTERMISSION
light flash
waves crash

ACT III
wet stones
oak bones

ACT IV
night rouse
lighthouse

DENOUEMENT
art’s grim
a hymn...

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DIVISIONS
sharply
   vivid
 practical
sceptical
   emphatic
remains
   hidden
by
  temperament
in
  abstraction

  dramatic
progressions
  fragment
 evolving
in
sensibilities
of
conceptions
glimpsed
in
denouement
with
  unusual
suspense
of
questioned
unified
in
synthesis...

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A moment in the blink of eye,
When angel statues fall from grace
Flaming from the steel blue sky.
A moment in the blink of eye
The trailing embers wail and sigh;
Draw a portal that will efface.
A moment in the blink of eye
When angel statues fall from grace.



Denouement, Nayda Ivette Negron Contest
Aug 23 2016...

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Is free will a variable?
Or rather something which you should always come above, 
When you just accept circumstances, 
If you can’t determine your outcome. 

The denouement of a play reveals all sometimes, 
When you don’t know which way it will go, 
Explains that less significant acquaintances, 
Can shape your shopping trip....

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Whoevers flesh you caress tonight,
I hope it leaves you cold.
Go ahead, let her burn,
Your quickend breaths chill my soul.

I can feel her nails in my back,
Your betrayal I can taste.
My heart is in my throat,
The blood dripping shows my hate.

I try to hold back my tears,
The pain is just to strong.
Tomorrow when you wake up next to her,
Her spirit will be singing you a dejected Good-Bye song....

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Now audible, the ticking to that;
Infinite and complete 'Complete absorption'
-Unwillingness to concede overtakes.

What I have known all my life;
The only true denouement of all
stories,The only true destination of all
journeys - Yet I deny

The mind is smart enough to realize,But
the heart provides solace to that,
startled mind; And convinces it of it's
inability to know
the time...

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Demons dwell in darkness
          with souls lost
               cold and heartless.

     Alone and in such pain
          with loves lost,
               only tragedy left to gain.

     Bereft of faith's light
          with hopes lost,
               when the denouement of dastardliness delights
     Demons dwell...

     
     Denouement Contest
     Sponsored By Nayda Ivette Negron
     08/16/2016...

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Sifting through shadows of lost innocence
heaviness weighs chill eroding hope's gilt
skeletons wrought of protracted suspense
whisper pierce dissonant symphony's lilt
lifting vague reminders of dreams unbuilt
on shores of sanity.  Love lesson learns
over broad spans tumultuous yearning burns
deep rumbling blunt warns solemnly heeded
quite sensibly calm maturity earns
tender strength soul protection when needed....

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The Play’s The Thing


Every day
the same play.
The moment I rise, 

the first act begins,
the same plot
all over again.

Only the actors,
only the scenery,
vary. Act after act,

no intermission,
no denouement,
it never ends.

Every night,
in the front row,
the same lady 

in a plumed hat
shouts, “Author, Author!”
I smile, I bow,

what else can I do?
Finally, I pull the curtain 
and turn in.  


Donal Mahoney...

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denouement

warm honey flows
through beeswax veins
and pools upon cloth
of azure blue

glow of sun filtered
filigree through leaves
an open window invitation
to Sunday just across the sill

a hawkers sing song cry
from the cobbles below
berries, sweeet strawberries
come   buy my lovely berries

sudden feather gusts of morning breeze 
bring scents of fruit and jasmine
to my bed

but I am too lazy to move
to disturb the honey flow....

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The tale of us is at an end
and now all that is left
Is a sad, slow denouement
the dance of love bereft.
All the crises have been resolved
the plot, once thick, has thinned.
Our sets dismantled, stage empty,
because we’ve reached the end.
Our love was but a fantasy
of rainbows and moonbeams,
A dream rent by reality;
loves’ seldom what it seems.
The curtain on our play has closed,
now we play other parts;
Picking up the bits and pieces
left of our shattered hearts....

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A wine glass was left on the piano keys 
After the masterly perfomance of the
Pianist  that ran behind his mistress
The hidden affair was discovered
Unwrapping a dark secret of years

By the deceived wife who found 
A love letter, perfumed with a rose scent
The pianist decided to leave the town
After his mistress reffused to continue 
Cladenstine romance and the wife 
Decided to start a new life alone




Example For Denouement Poetry Contest
8-13-2016...

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The weight of the world
gently pressed against
slates of ivory
plated on an ebony tomb
sheered in jet black polish
as it hums minor seventh arpeggios –
the melodic malady of a refugee
exploring a cyanide denouement

Phyrgian staccato strikes
percussively stabbing the oasis
Lucifer's cello delivers
from the basal epidermis
skin deep sacrilege
surfacing as scars
blitzed blisters
tarnishing the portrait we seek,
as it hides behind
panels of bulletproof glass...

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No longer squinting 
I contemplate
the yellow-red ball
on the blue horizon
It dips toward its denouement
shedding a ray of light
a degree of warmth
between ticks of the clock...

Its ghost sends up 
brilliant pink flares ~ 
O, ache, my heart!
Like them, my hopes
fade into the dusk


                            
                            April 25, 2020
       Slipping Soul Sunsets into the Sea Poetry Contest
                   Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke...

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God, I've known you
Since I was a little girl.
You've always been apart of me
but never my whole world.

You've always been a character
in the plays I've produced
but instead of being the protagonist
you've been a character I could lose.

I'm tired of being the playwright
and having empty theater chairs.
Lord take over the directing
Lord hear my broken prayers.

I'm tired of producing nothing
I'm ready to let go.
Lord take over everything
I've reached my plateau....

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Seeing, what others want us to see,
Invigorate ‘them’, by subduing our plea.
Tears inside, still continuing with a glee,
Temporal affiance, desisting us to be free.
If this is life then what are we?
Condign figurine, maneuver by thee.
Even if we wish to, cannot flee,
Hypocrisy insinuates a denouement spree.
This world! A forlorn tree,
Subtle roots, nix flowers to be.
Living in the jungle of heartless “HE”
Don’t snatch my heart, I prithee,
In the name of God, let me---------- be ME....

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