Short Diverting Poems
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masking waters overflow diverting
over deserts mountains plains
--Lavender sunset skies
12/10/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
I did love and worship
Rejecting in hardship
All diverting things
In honor all divine things
I kept
O how I felt
On these days when I slept
Less yearning for the jest
In hearts
Unthankful is that radiance
Unless humbly I raise
My confessions to bless
My oft sinful soul
DIVERSION
distraction abides
digression paints winds of change
departure conveys impending schedules
disclaimer as others watch their flowers grow
diverting fear from life’s ebb and flow
deterrents will come and go
disputing certain
DIVERSION
© Kim van Breda—13 January 2015
Diverting his eyes from that last final hour,
denying death its due
His conscience and awareness tight in his grip,
ownership unrenewed
Both arms around life, he’s forever rejected,
blinded as time starts to bleed
Meeting the end in a loss of control
—damned by what he won’t concede
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
Fast flowing rivers in spring
Diverting, shooting around rocks
Eroding banks along the shore line
Water moves, furious and icy cold
Rushing along at a hurried pace
Budding trees, cling to surrounding banks
Once barren, new life has sprung
New sprinkling of color among shades of green
Regrowth, regeneration, a new season arrives.
4/4/13
The News has shown us only bad;
never what is good.
Their people saying who they hate
never what they should.
Ignoring what the people do
to criticize their faults.
Diverting all their stories
to the one's that anger salts.
And hoping we believe
that our good has gone away.
When it's true what we have left
is the News that's gone astray.
Agony of a crestfallen heart,
Seems magical the way it heals,
Extracting pieces of broken trust,
Still entrenched in it.
Trusting one's perception,
Looking forward to entertain
The upcoming moments,
Like ointment on bruises.
Cannot erase trivial impressions,
But, compassionate emotions
For the acquaintances around,
Act like the spells, diverting grief.
You ran roughshod over my sandcastle
Without a flicker of commotion
diverting the starboard
and finding ourselves
at a yawning beach
Did you see yourself
as a seashell
Did you cast an enchanted look
There's always a sea song
for a remedy overdue
Shake off the foam
and clear your head
Did you see yourself as a crab
yet noted the World didn't care enough
Our gossipy lips
Have a shutting zip:
The flying words we quip
We can their wings clip
And the speeches we hasten
On some muteness fasten …
Come the killing desire to gossip
Find some diverting juice to sip
Or restraining wisdom grip,
So that our tongues wouldn’t slip.
Our lips Gossips richly moisten,
As listeners’ eyes fully glisten:
But victims empower to raise hell
By hundred times A Warning Bell.
Please be a critic of mine,
So that i could tweak me and could
Become a better one,
Heart cherishes to become pious and gentle,
Desires diverting me from the purpose of life,
Desires are like Vaughan's trees,
Vangaugh said:"Trees are desires of earth,
would like to grow and kiss the moon",
Desires of mine are also like that
Seeking impossible ,leaving me in utter darkness,
Please be a critic of mine,
I would like to grow further.
i wanted to beg you to hold me.
i laid on my back, trying to catch my breath,
but you wouldn't have noticed.
you wouldn't have wanted to understand my yearning for any emotional connection.
you wonder where my voice has gone as my tongue gags me in attempts to hold back
three ferocious words...
i focus on slowing my heartbeat and try not to notice your eyes diverting mine.
fool me once, shame on you.
fool me twice, shame on the both of us.
My aching frame feels like breaking
Shattered glass shards scattered
I'm quaking, totally shaking
Battered weak bones smattered
My paining form's fully draining
Crumbling bits come tumbling
This straining strength slowly waning
Grumbling parts go stumbling
This hurting is disconcerting
Fractured frailty captured
Exerting flesh is diverting
Ruptured decline structured
05.01.2021
For Charlotte's "Open Poetry 4" contest
"Dry Throat at the Water Cooler"
Particle after particle,
Riding out the sandy dunes
Wanting so much to nibble
on the grapevine
My wind pipes crack, from dry wit and gossip
All the witty remarks are scarce
Snatched up by others flushing out
fabrications Diverting attention
from themselves Drowning in their own
Egos
Arid of thought for fifteen minutes
It is hardly a break at all
So dry of talking coworker factoids
Will I have to swallow their moist
Derision.
Tattooed scar of colourful ink
No patience for your fade
Diverting the truth of what they think
Diverting all your aid
When you first hid behind the mask
You were bothered by an itch
Like the time you got that eager urge
To pull out every stitch
Complimented on the pain
You suffered for your art
A cut so deep
Down in the flesh
You camouflage your heart
Underneath your radiance
You feel the real dull pain
But the scar that shows them who you are
Is beauty all the same