Short Drowse Poems

''Hidden in my drowse space. Betraying no place. Whilst' --wind is howling.''...

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in a morning drowse,

the sunlight warms the bed sheets,

blue jays bring you coffee....

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As low a lap, o'erspread
This white cloud - of lace.
Old Summer, the peasant
A-drowse, beneath, trace....

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Hear the weather
upon the roof,
Winter is a'coming:
As landscapes 
drowse
Autumn arrives
on the wind:
Wardrobes are
ransacked,
thermostats
turn red-
so earlier to bed...

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Sometimes, the sweetest smile 
Can be the most dangerous 
It may seem so docile 
But tricky and perilous 

It can rope the hearts in twine 
Or drowse a soul like wine 
It can make a cold heart fine 
Or slay from behind

May 6, 2023...

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Oh demon of destroyed destinies,
Unfurl your nightmares
through the furnace of my drowse;
For if fire steps out to rule,
Shall I be on deck,
Ripping closures ablaze,
Sailing towards the wild shore
of those vicious torments,
Where fate pulled her crown tight,
Trading promises with fallacies!...

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The wood is piled
my emotions riled
Sweet expectations
settle in my soul

Sweat dappled brows
my emotions drowse
sudden conclusions
fill in the hole

of my heart.

The fire started in the pit
warming ourselves 
in it's globe
and there we sit
like two lost elves
waiting to disrobe

Take your time,
Love
The perfect man
does exist.

rlm '09...

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Through the halls- I drowse without sleep. 

I hide behind curtains that are cheap. 

Into the night, they call my name.

I am here, I feel fame. 

This place is evil, and I feel haunted. 

With the living, I am taunted. 

Put me to sleep, spare me rest!

Please take me to be blessed!

If only I could hunt down some sheep. 

I would give up my family for them to keep....

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She had a little bear
Whose arms held her there
On the collar of her blouse
And it made her smile as she would drowse
On a summer’s day in the sun
For she was such a little one

And I would wonder then
How her life had come to this end
On her home cot bed that evening
And the sadness it would bring
But Cot Death was insidious 
And the knowledge of it was not for us.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Sheer lucid waves caress this oyster beach,
an aqua drowse viewed through a saffron lend,
and siren rip tides coax into a breach
as lambent grains of sand insouciant wend
the dunes of torpid eons through the bend
of hourglasses warped like new-blown glass.
In half-remembered mimes soft breezes send,
behind my eyelids as sweet lilts amass,
the plucking of a lyre string as high seagulls pass.

4/6/18...

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The bottles sat, empty, clean,
timelessly transparent upon the purity
of a chalk walkway;
antiquated memories 
of morning milkmen linger.

The hollow hourglass shapes 
lacking the grains of time,
reflecting, and refracting lemon light
dollops of cream, buttermilk dreams.

Devon Red herds await 
the bottles empty state,
to fill with froth, to zing tin pails,
to drowse to the lilt of a milkmaids’ aire....

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There's nothing like a gentle breeze
To set your mind and soul at ease,
Especially on sunny days
To temper all those UV rays.

The swaying leaves and bending boughs
Encourage one to dream and drowse.
The windsock's ribbons bounce and twirl 
While dandelion floaties whirl.

Since mothers often know what's best
(As one, to this I can attest)
It figures what can most appease
Is Mother Nature's welcome breeze....

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There was no drowse and blood was shed,
      Candles ground is where martyrs lie,
      Through felled brothers, you fought ahead,
             There was no drowse and blood was shed,
             Through the carnage fields, black boots tread,
             Audacious knowing you could die,
                  There was no drowse and blood was shed,
                  Candles ground is where martyrs lie....

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Another day is almost past;
How fast they go and speed away,
Twilight rolls over sunset’s gold,
Like tidal waves keep beaches at bay.

Memories remembered, no new ones made,
As TV and book on a Lazy Boy left,
Caring children are paying the price,
For Mama’s comfort, though she’s bereft.

Smiling starches and SAS soft shoes
Come to roll her back to her room where
Mama may drowse in tearful query,
“How did this come, so soon, so soon. “...

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Nothing in the waking which you have
Envisaged by some pout
Worse if the laugh shakes
Your wing on pillows

Equally drowse
Without fear which a breath confesses
Nothing in the waking which you have
Envisaged by some pout

All filled with wonder dreams
When this beauty outmanoeuvres them
Produce flower on the cheek
In the eye unpaid diamonds
Nothing in the waking which you have




Poem written on JANUARY
Entry to Constance~A Rambling Poet's contest
BY Mic....

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Love feeling divine
some says love is creation of god
When a boy drowse loving a girl
boy's imagination feeling and emotion fell down
 
when a girl breaks his feelings
a boy alive still with a pain in heart
But still a boy needs love 
girl compromise with her ownself

But a boy never forget that girl and struggling with life
Never want to alive but the reason to alive is unknown
But a boy's emotions is murdered by a girl 
Happiness disappeared but a boy still alive.


Avnesh yadav...

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The dog barked ,
and its puppies yelped,
I was raised,
mulling my eyes,
I got out,
something was definitely wrong,
the winter bit in my bed clothes,
and crapped through legs deep in,
shaking my head,
to drop the drowse,
I began to look for my glasses,
and frantically browsed,
getting them on table,
I put them on,
and went to the door,
cranking it ajar,
I stepped to the kennel,
only to find,
that nothing was wrong,
the canine family,
simply needed more of flannel....

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It’s so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven’t come yet, my friend

My days pass by and nights pass by
Thus everything passes by
But you haven’t come yet, my friend

Now my body is very weak
All my tears have almost dried out
And my eyes have lost sleep and drowse 

One by one all my cherished hopes
Fall like the winter’s withered leaves
But you haven’t come yet, my friend...

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O' pitiful tangle of dreams gather 
Cozy in sweet dream corner 
Hidden in my drowse room 
Tonight is it’s own creation 
Cryptic within the shadows of night 
In to the out sandman fade 
Betraying no emotion
Whilst' wind is howling
The continuance of imagination rush 
Cloud dreams dash past 
As my slumber well 
Life spins fast across the night sky 
Within me mind is my vision 
Quiescence in the diameters of infinity
Deep within pressing mind 
Sleep forthwith howbeit' eyes shut...

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