Short Downy Poems
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Fine dust slumbering under earth and wood
aroused by morning dew,
he awakens from beneath downy moss
to become my tiny mushroom.
snowflakes floating down
downy feathers caught in breeze ~
helplessly adrift
Written November 4, 2022
A gaggle of eight
swimming in a row. Below
upturned eyes watching
the downy offspring parade.
A splash! now there are seven.
Love flows as summer winds blow
drift along on current's breeze ...
Downy flakes rescue memories
in quilted blankets' reveries
The soft downy snow
Forms a blanket over me
I am strangely warm.
the ugly duckling
down changed to pure brilliant white
transformed totally
syllable count 5,7,5
Feathers The Haiku Contest – Skat
07~13~15
Calm downy the wind stepped,
Halved yet was the Moon,
Rain lacily traced mid-distant,
Sunset rays interacted
While gliding forms silhouette backdrops
As ideas place the play.
From the blue, blue sky
a feather turns on the breeze
Flightless memories
Turning down the sheets
I sink into feathered bed
On downy swan clouds
© Brenda V Northeast 23 Jan. 2012
mud daubing swallow
nesting on ceiling fan blade....
electrical switch
baby swallows hatch
hatchlings' downy feathers soft....
kitchen window soiled
Raindrops
Tapdance across
Rooftops
Small loft
Downy pillows
Plump soft
Crochet
Birdsong mellow
Sunday
4/12/20
For 'Finding Your Musette' contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
In starless night to-
think of you, watching the
moon dying away.
Downy mildew on lips,
like the secret killing
without a sword.
Libidinous
encounter with a spark
for honey-bee.
Satish Verma
Downy carpet hill,
Yellowed from the sunlight daze,
Rosy-shafted beams
Drifting off to sea
begin another day,
Waspy tailed whips of clouds
seemingly write
Onto the newly wet earth.
A downy clay near
fingertips. I ascend light
to meet darkness.
An ambush memory.
Remember your name ?
No, I don’t know me.
Gambler raises
the stakes to win his dirt
from golden nails.
Satish Verma
I love my tabby kitty's tummy dots.
all those swirly, soft, downy lovely spots;
she likes to jump, spin and leap,
sometime, behind me will creep . . .
I wake each morn with kitty in my thoughts !
hoped for
white down
but it's
saran wrap
settling dust
soak staining
weathered wood
laquering streets
warming bars
and hearts
gray wool
hugging the earth
softly
snuggling me
on this
see-your-breath
morning
Fledglings
downy puffballs
of yellow-white feathers
sporting beaks of orange-yellow
discover the joy of liquid raindrops
cascading down from trees to leaves
mastering their art fast
precious offspring
fledglings
They
were in
their twenties
when their future
brutally ended.
On this chilly morning,
the snow had put downy wreaths
on the white crosses. I never
tried to count them. There are too many,
and it is not a large cemetery.
Soft, pure white feathers
Cover their grey downy heads
Giving protection.
Threatening talons
Or poachers cannot come close
When she spreads her wings.
‘Neath her warm shadow
Cygnets so safe and secure
Snuggle together.
Soft, pure white feathers
Cover their grey downy heads
Giving protection.
Threatening talons
Or poachers cannot come close
When she spreads her wings.
‘Neath her warm shadow
Cygnets so safe and secure
Snuggle together.
We both reach
for a camera,
but forget
as the moment takes wing.
Tangerine buds bloom
into a sherbet fountain.
An orange and black dartle
of downy sunshine.
Hearts abeyant,
our perception hangs
from each ribbon of light.
Ethereal, swaying
With their delicacy,
Swinging as the downy
Breeze tenderly chants hymns,
Echoing on mountain tops…
Reared by the golden drops,
That cascade down sapphire
Skies, blooming,
Looming with beauty
In all genuine eyes…
All the streetlights
yellow glow
Reflections from
the fallen snow
Like downy blankets
warm embrace
Winters warmth
beguiles with grace
01/26/14
Hauling up
the debris of your life
in failing light.
*
Bending like grass.
Standing like a solid rock-
where did you reach ?
*
The fatal night-
to remove the downy velvet
from your sharp antlers.
Satish Verma
Drifting downy clouds
Rumbling roars from sky
Florescent flashes
A graphic design,
Nature's portrait on
Celestial canvas
Tableau 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Picture chosen: 6
Syllable Count: PS
Date: 28-03-2021
Place : 2nd
The muted tones of yesterday...
Soft pastels of kids at play--
Lovers on a summer's day,
Charcoals of a moonlit May.
But watercolors fade away--
So too, the moonbeam's downy ray.
Some paintings seem to change that way...
How fleet, the hues of yesterday!
~Mel