Short Dense Poems
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Behind mine
the creek's ripple
Front
hern nymph came
bearing
pink flowers
tap
To reach the earth surface
Being filtered through dense groove
Only a few rays win
Often not enough at ground but
Lives grow without it too.
Puffs of white fog which hung there like frozen cabbage —Donald McCaig
A dense peasouper
blurs her face in midwinter
coarse grass left standing.
the sun lit on the
flower bud torrent heat dried
plant up blazingly
8/18/26
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
Dense fog
Sunrise hidden
Cold penetrates
Three golden pears still hang
Waiting their time of ripeness
The owl hoots
Vignette
a dense fog
followed the rain
like the billowing steam
of a locomotive train
yet the fog never left me
just denser, insane
The Supreme Court unites but Trump bites
How dare that Court grant Hispanics rights?
Mariachi bands
Will ruin Trump's plans
That 4th of July bash for White Knights!
Tim is so dense he never understands
Little wife Rosemary's hint of pretense
He cuddles her tender boobs
with sneak attacks on pubis
Oblivious to her sense of defense.
If I were to take a sledgehammer
Grip it tender but tight
So its iron skull may send
A scathing speech to your sternum
Would bricks take flight,
Or are you truly that dense?
Silence Seemed So Intense and Dense
Had found myself overcome by silence,
And not only had it seemed so intense,
Candle bright;
Deep dark night,
Did become deliberate and also dense.
Jim Horn
Light
a match
let it spark
red, white, and blue.
Each hue’s so distinct.
Three, but truly we’re one.
Devour pain now and free peace,
consume the flame become fireworks.
A clear mind stems from understanding
dense differences build United States.
A room filled with tension
It’s like you can taste some particles
that is combined to pressurize the atmosphere.
Smelling like a room locked up for ages on no end
But the last of tears still occupies the
vividly colored space.
The lost forbidden room.
Dense Fog
By Tom
1-1-2020
Day and year is turning,
Even my face is burning,
Nothing past is returning,
So my thoughts are churning,
Either way it’s concerning
For peace now I’m yearning,
Others today are spurning,
God is all discerning.
Form:
Thank you Lord for night's good cool rain
And the fog of the morn
The coolness in the air; relief
from summer's heat well-worn
The dense fog coats trees, creek, and hill
Dark clouds shroud sky-blue sky
Not a cricket chirps few birds sing
Quiet as mouse sits I
Saturday July 28, 2012
My ground is pretty solid
My statement is really worth
I many inadequacies foiled
I really respect force
I am mightly explicit weapon
The credit of AF defense
My engines your brain boil
I am drone that distills essence
My electronics prone to tectonics
My sensors a lot sense
Use power of sonics
The diligent phonies
Physics of cyber dense
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"um
you wan'it
do you
look
do you do you
hmmm
(((what's that)))"
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whut
Days are slow nights so peaceful
The hate is leaving not quite as vengeful
The hurt remains as scars always do
Ur image fades the longer I go without seeing you
The apprehension of speaking what I use to feel
Is fading for you no longer seem real
Your love was smoke in space and time
Was never true and contained too much grime
Your lies altho they stung gave way to a lesson
That love so dense when gone is a blessing