Short Droops Poems
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Flower hidden under the sunny sky
Scent of garden under the moonlight spy
Droops and wilt when thirsty and dramatic
Scoops and tilt when garden is romantic
Shadows lengthen; increasingly
Is cast in doubt.
Hangs, with dying man's hope about
Whilst time runs out.
As the droops set in, with eve's chill
Eyes, reflecting
Eddies at sea's confusion, in
All headings spin.
Not of one, but the many
Not this hour, but all times
A head droops. And nor cutely.
As in sweet bloomed fashion.
For what of life, care-shouldered
As much for weighs one down
The world o'er is ever in
Despair's rainy season.
in a slender vase
on the bare bedside table
a faded rose droops...
my love, drained and time consumed
succumbs to fragility
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Contest: One of Three~Tanka
Sponsor: Laura Loo
© 25th June 2017
His head droops
listless mid-day
Waves of heat
Collar damp
shirt clings
Seconds drag
Minutes, eternities
Knees rain perspiration
Rivulets of sweat
in between the lines
His pen, heavy
ink drains
eyelids heavy
slumber stalks him
Pale flower, tuber of the mother,
Unfathered but by stony hard ungiving,
Every petal leaf down droops with rain,
Not quite living.
Frail power, yet each of three
By two is bound,
Unable to forgive the others' pain
Unable to be forgiven.
On moss covered log I sit to rest; a yellow robin shows no fear,
there's continual rippling water, a ground thrush feeding near.
Maidenhair droops down the weathered bank; a currawong mournfully cries …
for this one afternoon I feel - I'm lost in paradise.
sienna oak droops low
khaki-like trunk stained in brown,
leaves flapping on roads
crumpled by autumnal prints...
weaving a fabric of tree's hue.
Maureen's Mc Greavy's New or Old Less is Mo Little Poem
Re-post 2/23/2019
~ Not entered in any contest
at breaking point
erect stance droops
but there is no shame
for there is no one here
and as the edifice crumbles
both victories and defeats
fade as mirages in time
held therein by spirit
pervading the void
recognising this play
the earth entity smiles
08-January-2033
My stem droops
My petals are awkward
My leaves are brown and wilted
But the other flowers
Their stems are straight
Their petals are perfect
And their leaves are bright and green
The sun shakes his head at me
"A crow amongst doves"
He says
I want to be beautiful
But all I'll ever be
Is an outcast
A pariah
Imperfect
Reading contest requirements
which make me jump over hoops,
shakes my head until it droops,
discourages me from submitting ,
rather than writing I end up spitting,
it is a game of utter frustration
as my psyche goes through deflation,
and my muse hits a ten-foot tall brick wall,
screaming all the way because of the fall.
1/31/18
You tremble in my arms,
my head droops..
as hearts falls into an abyss
oh, if only it was so for us
love always knows.
Wondering now,
what's in store for two lips
hope lives in a quick fire
our tortured touch.
The stars whisper in a moment
stealing a prayer from the heaven's
watching two in want,
awaiting magic..
in a kiss.
A whole man
was sucked into the earth,
when the sun made a hole.
Out of seeing a blue flunk
under the thin layer
of poor economy.
A sensitive mimosa
droops on knocking.
The browned bread does not claim any butter.
Hunger sleeps
on dust. Summer walks on
the heaving dogs.
A strange thing happens,
desires are flattened out.
Satish Verma
Form:
A whole man
was sucked into the earth,
when the sun made a hole.
Out of seeing a blue flunk
under the thin layer
of poor economy.
A sensitive mimosa
droops on knocking.
The browned bread does not claim any butter.
Hunger sleeps
on dust. Summer walks on
the heaving dogs.
A strange thing happens,
desires are flattened out.
Satish Verma
Form:
Your once proud head
Now droops in sorrow,
Your bright yellow petals
Slowly wilts away,
As you find yourself dumped in the bin.
With little or no thought
Of the life still within.
Sunflower,
You grew in the soil,
Reached out to the warmth and comfort of the sun.
Only to be cut
As a pretty thing in a vase.
For a moment of beauty,
That most hardly notice.
The primrose droops, with Tulip’s pout,
breath-holding shade of midnight blue.
The fairy-wail - a waterspout.
The primrose droops with Tulip’s pout.
Intent tantrum - her tears devout.
Doused floral skirt with bloom askew.
The primrose droops, with Tulip’s pout,
breath-holding shade of midnight blue.
1/26/2022
Caren Krutsinger’s Triolet Contest
Snow Drop
A sunshine in the winter,
The weight of snow,
Droops the snow drop down,
Yet it doesn’t fall,
It only blooms.
A star in the night,
The memory so long,
Yet so alive,
Lives through generations,
Alive as long as the colour white dances on the ground.
A goddess floating in white,
The smile that only She can give,
While floating in a scent of hope,
A sunshine in the winter.
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empty now, the stocking droops beneath the mantel,
cinnamon lingering in its empty toes.
the heels are frayed, Christmas memories
and the wool unraveling like vintage Christmas cards.
it stands open recalling the remnants of sweetness~
oranges, candy canes, and chocolate coins.
how something so small holds so much absence.
the last rose of summer
entrapped in the weave
of autumn's leaves
bears my secrets
in its petal's hold
as it droops
from the weight
of morning dew
that trickle
like tears
soft kisses
against its velvet folds
whispered on the wings
of butterflies
are carried in the breeze
the horizon
blushes sanguine
the ivory rose
flushes pink
as i smile back
through the distance
...my secrets told
Beauty speaks fresh
In sparkling dash
Floral tints glow
In fancy show
Light in bright tints
Such obvious mints
Flowers now bloom
As nature grooms
Cast of wild splurge
Bright colours merge
A touching sight
Such radiance bright
Such floral droops
As beauty scoops
Scent fragrance sweet
As perfumes greet
This garden poise
Hurls floral voice
Leon Enriquez
27 August 2017
Singapore
The dimly lit sky is everywhere.
An ocean of precious peach and cooling citrus,
Bright yellow splashes of cheesy happiness,
And a sparkling red jewel embedded in its drapes.
The avalanche of red warmth lavishly submerges the scenery into its
onsen perfection.
Sweetness like red bean,
and a tart tang of sour apple.
Gently awaiting the moon...
for the wick to blow
for the ink to dry
And the false sun to leave.
A branch droops.
A leaf falls.
.
There’s
………..……....A
………….Metaphor……I
……..Of inverted lotus.. …N
…stationed in the heart.. ….V
.Not a lotus in bloom this.. ….E
.Nor a thousand petalled ……..R
One in Crown. Sahasrara.………T
A drooping bud is Listless .. ....E
Surrendered stem unable…….D
.To support. Self Weight
..Bud droops Heartfelt ………L
….Unspoken . Love… ..………O
……Beauteous. <3….. . ………T
…….You realize .. . ………..…U
B…….The Lotus.. ………...S
…U……...Bud in
………D….…..<3
Fickle fancy floods face
Gain glimpses grandeur's grace
Leaping laughter looms loud
Grapple grand glory's gout
Tipsy troubles turn trite
Wallow's wasteland works write
Deadly drizzle droops dance
Crisp crazy cocoons chance
Dizzy decay drifts deep
Sight sneaky savvy sleep
Feel falling fleeting fun
Pique plunging petty pun
Nimble nice nasty nape
Rich rancid ripples rape
Leon Enriquez
09 September 2017
Singapore
Each day another velvet petal fell
like somber tears from weeping eyes.
A perfect flower was severed to quell
and lay withering as it droops and dies.
Flawless flower, from bud to bloom...
sweet-scented rose, it was no wonder
that stifled in that sepulcher room
you are enshrined, awaiting plunder.
Sadness lingers in me over your demise.
Withered petals are always a cause for pain,
but I'll remember you without tears in my eyes
for the memory of your fragrance shall e'er remain.