Short Discloses Poems
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framing of window
with external quietude
bright sound and verbose
figment of interloper
who discloses fancied facts
Life discloses a dream bag,
For souls who start to sag,
A world of global goals,
With hi-tech shadows,
History was made immutable,
Our futures to shape, variable,
Our personal aims,
For Earth's long term gains,
Lighten up, souls that sag,
Life will bring your own dream bag!
Darling Afghan grandmother, your weary hands narrates a somber tale
Your bowed head discloses your day by day yearning ail
You have masked your happiness deep under your time-honored veil
Oblivious-- that your offspring’s will follow your footprints-- and abide by this wretched
trail.
Anosha Zereh
A pant-less lady
liked to go places
she was rather bawdy
and liked to loosen her laces
she was spied by a grandee
he pulled up his braces
then gave her lots of brandy
alas he could not undo his breeches
A pant-less lady
liked to go places
one has to admit she is barmy
as her wares she discloses
Love is simple,love is plain.
Will love ever come again?
Life is joy and life is woe.
Through its pains all humans go.
Love enlightens and discloses
Thoughts as sweet as summer roses.
Take me back to Northern hills
Where my fraught soul with honey's filled.
All I want is to be there,
With you ,my love,now grown so dear.
Oh,love is kind and love is rare.
We'll not discover better fare.
Feed me with such love again,
And I shall be a most blessed one
The Harvest of Roses
by Michael R. Burch
I have not come for the harvest of roses—
the poets' mad visions,
their railing at rhyme ...
for I have discerned what their writing discloses:
weak words wanting meaning,
beat torsioning time.
Nor have I come for the reaping of gossamer—
images weak,
too forced not to fail;
gathered by poets who worship their luster,
they shimmer, impendent,
resplendently pale.
Originally published by The Raintown Review
The rustling words reverberate
when lovers touch the night,
the briefest glances secernate
the stain of heart's delight.
In passion's embrace you found me
among our velvet dreams
where none have power to see
our love now brightly gleams.
My words want to tell you my heart,
of love and red roses,
my precious feelings so impart
as our love discloses.
In a honeysuckle embrace
how sweet the scent above
where fluent kisses trace
the words whispered in love.
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