Short Discolor Poems

Poetry is terminal, incurable-
it manifest words around the heart, mine and soul
hopefully it won’t discolor the skin but; 
for around the eyes....

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Flurries of fall fling fabulous colors,
Drifting silent in dreamy discolor.
Marvelous, mellowed, midday, matinee,
Plummy and peaceful as red songbirds play!
Isolated, intriguing, gold, immense,
In fields of faded blooms beyond a fence.
Real beauty ripens in seasons of sun!


Written on 3/29/2021...

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Salix Discolor had escaped my view
Living in south that would be nothing new
How I could enjoy your beauty in spring
When only one Weeping Willow see through

Gray-haired bloom so distintive against red
Beauty like fur coat of cat that's purebred
Salix Discolor stands still while wind's wing
Transports young where no other foot has tread

Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest:*****willow or Daffodil
Written: Today February 28, 2012...

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The years pass
but the soul doesn't
accept...
The body
undergoes changes,
that heart
rejects...
the legs creak
as if they were
teeth, and the
teeth fall out
as if they were
drunk...
The body ages,
but not the soul
of child...
The skin, the fur,
the hair if
discolor, but
the spirit if
maintain it fixed
at the age that
it suits us:
we all stay
in thirty or
forty, because
we all desire
reach hundred but
not now... reach
hundred...!...

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the cry of one shall fade
among the masses
consumed
by wailing tongues
of ululation

the heart of one shall shrivel
denied
connection
to its roots
discolor
in its death

the eyes of one shall stare
blank hope
scanning
the darkened crust
of time

the hands of one shall cling
to an endless
emptiness
caressing that
which is no more

the voice of one shall curse
the will of men
laid dormant
at the feet
of their gods

John G. Lawless
©6/6/2018...

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