Short Displaces Poems
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Chanukah is here
special time of year
her bright message so clear ~
A tiny flame displaces
much darkness and fear
Ornament glosses the meaning
Metaphor displaces by dreaming
Emblems contain,then extend hereabout
So now,go figure it out.
spirit gentle calm
displaces each everyone
with quiet blessings
11/5/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
you cover me like
eiderdown when
the rain comes
You lock the shutters on
menace that
displaces rationale
I can close my eyes and
know you
will stay
RABBIT STEW
white rabbit simmers
crunching on orange carrot
“what’s up doc?” he says
jelly bean panorama
cartoon displaces water
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
*cartoon favorite – Bugs Bunny
They say the Scientist has a cold gaze
but that is not so.
He doesn't have a gaze.
All he has is an observation.
He doesn't look with his eyes or even his glasses.
He takes delight in filtered structural compositions
devoid of uncertainty.
He pauses the shockwave and expands the fireball.
He displaces the atoms within.
The darkness shrouds me
It's loving embrace
Holds me in place
Here, I feel free
It comes to surround me
An emotionless state
Here, I create
Balance eternity
Darkness brings liberty
Dries tears from face
A pitstop in the race
Displaces or maintains sanity
Dispose of tragedy
To quickly replace
Clean slate, erased
Darkness sets me free
Causes that become effects
Whispers that suppress all shouts
Question that answers all questions
Destination that ends all journeys
Tranquility that dismisses all thoughts
Acceptance that transforms all fear
Bliss that displaces all desire
Confusion that unravels all doubt
Actions that revert to words
Words to thoughts
Thoughts to silence
Silence that silences all silence
At dropping of night comes the wind,
bringing sweet dreams filled with magic,
until I awake with the morning.
The bright light of morning
displaces the wind;
all dreams disappear, and the magic.
Why does loss of that magic
give such grief in the morning?
Oh, return sweet night with the wind.
How sweet is that wind at night with the magic;
Sisters, please unweave the morning.
She built a bridge with her violin,
suddenly erasing differences;
Goosebumps raised along their skin;
Division a good song always displaces
creating an unbreakable bond;
The mile walk becomes a few paces;
Crossing genres, generations, and beyond
contagious rhythm laying new ground;
Left with only one way to respond;
A shy healer turned everything around,
her peace a universal sound.
Twinkling stars come out at night,
as silent as rising cream.
And I float above the clouds,
tucked snugly into a dream.
Outside of reality,
solitude liberates me.
And approaching the heavens,
my fledgling spirit soars free.
The calm of tranquility
displaces anxiety.
And my conscience speaks to me
unshackled from piety.
Obscured by a veil of hope,
truth is nowhere to be seen.
For within fantasy dreams,
imagination's Queen.