Short Devising Poems

A BUM FISHERMAN

A fisherman’s wife waiting for her man.
The slight finger she lifts, for waving fan.
Grilled bass and crappie,
a cure for flappy?
The bum’s been devising a diet plan.

3/14/2018...

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Has it occurred to you how much brain power's recorded
Each time I write this non-sensical stream of literary garbage 
Lot's I say, lots lots lots
Devising devious plots
To avoid losing mental power and deterioration as reported...

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Osama  bin Laden, vile hated man
cause of sheer terror and inhumane death,
as  payment for devising evil plan,
lost the right  his wicked life be saveth.
He had been judged too evil to have breath.
May no more monsters arise in his place.
There is no room for them in human race....

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she whispers to the bluebird
early every afternoon
whispers in its ear and
it listens as if it understands

she dreams of peace
and they talk for hours
probably devising machinations
to make this world a better place



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Posted on April 12, 2025...

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WE DO

we do
we doodle
we doodle dumb ideas
we doodle dumb ideas devising
we doodle dumb ideas devising
creativity

freeflowing
deepdiving
highflying
breezeblowing
windwhirling
mindhurling

we doodle dumb ideas devising
creativity
we do
don’t we?



© Kim van Breda—28 August 2015...

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Know this worlds future is guarded well
cloaked in beliefs, not someones spell

learnig may allow some to understand
what awaits those in the promised land

seeking knowledge of a future yet devised
Won't our childrens visions to be chastised

Instead of devising a plan for what's ahead
allow children to dream in a protected bed...

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I moan the departure 
of death,
which was sitting in the golden
throne after the vision.

It had been a waging
war between religion and sex.
You want to align with the
sect devising the bared gestures.

Was it a personal vendetta
of the god who led the thirsty
years of man ? It was a lidless
Hibiscus who will not stop crying.



Satish Verma...

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Sulphurous moments, shadowed
beneath natures natural defences 
Tenderly swaying, the coconut palm 
leaves transmute devising my fan blades
Refrigerant elegance appreciated greatly 
chilled iridescent cocktails assuage  
My acousma heightens as the waves lash 
such a lovely sound, to woolgather
To think about your next write, possibly 
let us face it, we all do it x...

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“A work of art which did not begin in emotion is not art.”
Paul Cézanne

Is starting with an idea;
the same as a persistent thought devising the way?

Extrapolating from an emotion;
riding the roughshod waves of cathartic wordplay

The end is the beginning;
The art of letting the subconscious have it's say

Bite Size Contest No.62 Poetry Contest
22nd April 2023
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier...

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A petite Midwestern raised child
Arrives at a Southern institution
And fears the labors of speaking
With the Southern children.

At first they appear favorable,
Then they taunt her
And call her “cracker.”

The Southern children
Disdained her, too,
Eventually.

She is a petite white girl
With an oval white face
And solid pink blouse.

Regarding this
Petite, fearful child
She might craft a story
Devising tomorrow....

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I've never had a perfect day
but I've always known it's on the horizon
There's forever a part of me
blind that there's hope in the sun rising
I'll never stare too closely
as I'll not see what each day is devising 
I've got to just wait for it
what I've not expected is most surprising
A tell tale sign I'm obvious
that I'm not seeing the day is disguising
If it's up to fate to decide
my perfect day includes it's own uprising...

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You Wishing

You
on the spring shore
where waves applaud on sand
where marram grass resists 
Here lives the coldest  wind
and no one else is there but you 
Staying to watch 
with arms braced 
watching a world 
drown then reborn
You
imagining
devising the improbable
you 
silent
wishing the impossible
you 
with cold fingers gracefully
cupping an orchid
in hope, in soft hope
silent words
falling from your lips...

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Somewhere lost the children are
One left looking for a car
Another one ran far away
Looking for a decent stay
 the little ones have a plan their devising
While chasing after a sun that's rising
 
A moment or two
And a glimpse from you
Then their wardens go berserk
Wondering why they will not work

Within a memory the children shall find
A different world that's still entwined
What right have they I wonder still
To trudge along that lonely hill...

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