Short Dusting Poems
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dusting stale portrait
graying visage from my past
gilds blithe memories
romance stilled in time capsule
shadows my jealous lover
the polished blade glides
precisely to and fro
dusting the mulch below,
the angled wedge shapes the fall-
timber...the echoed call.
Starlight spills like frost,
dusting night’s dark velvet rim.
Galaxies breathe slow~
soft lanterns in cosmic drift.
mid December's rain
frozen sprinkles white dusting grains
days winter snow fall
1/12/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Dusting of snow on mountain
Foretells of winter's coming.
Bright sun paints a pretty sight,
~~ like sparkling diamonds.
As the dust of hope abates.
I see what I trust, as I am hit with a spate.
Tricks of despair, they inspire.
Me to resist what they conspire.
We took a novel to Rome,
left it on a bus.
A photograph of us
between its pages.
Dusting a bookshelf,
recalling the photo
seeing us back then,
Light dusting of december snowfall.
Sweet reminiscence of youth comes to mind.
Immaculate slate, the past forgotten.
A fresh start wide open to possibilities.
I
hate
laundry,
washing up,
ironing, dusting,
fixing stuff - and any
kind of household work.
The logical conclusion Is that
I must be descended from royalty
The pics masked
In name-stamped boxes
Shelf dusting
And shatter
When remembrances dissolve,
Each work took my sight.
Written: January 09, 2022
Down a congested subway
Trains halt in the underground ;
I linger through its seventh stop
Patience dusting withered roses --
Again your return postponed.
Andrea went to a rave
and fell into a gigalos grave
She said, He looks freakin disgusting
but he only wants dusting
and think of the money i'll save
Limerick contest
Sponsor
Andrea Dietrich.
Leave In Our Wake
wisdom in years and growing old
can't even take a single step to hold
without let one go
nagging fear I do not know
a loud crop-dusting sound of gold
6/6/2017
Open Swim at Six
See many arms, like shark fins, in pool lanes.
In laps, dusting off dark,
The shiver starts on their mark.
Young stars heading for the lark.
Bursts of dusting snow
fall from the branches.
It looks like sugar,
sifting through the air.
Suddenly, unwanted thoughts
leave me in my stance,
and I simply don’t care!
Heidi Sands
1/5/19
winter's white dander
falling as crystalline flakes...
a dusting of snow
(haiku)
12/05/2022
Winter Nature-Themed Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Paint ponies in the snow
delicate dusting across their backs
like confectioner sugar
sifted
so fine... and
puffy, light, white powder
laying on the land..
Oh how we love
our gentle
Arizona winters!
some things
are too obvious
for
a
mirror
to bother with
eyelash
sliding
down my cheek
dusting
yesterday
on
withering
regret
stained
lips
here
at the
end
of
a dirt road
where
no
bell
will
chime
to
your exit.
© Gry W Christensen
Media Or Encyclopedia
Enlightenment to one says listen to the media
Others prefer dusting off ancient encyclopedia
05/09/2021
1:02 p.m.
Lake Worth
Florida USA
We grip hands in shadows
Winds brushing your tossed hair ,
Night dusting dew on our eyes
And silhouette of waves
Fade soft as your salt tears
Wash me from wrongdoings.
Contest: Some Kind Of Misty
Nette Onclaud
Dated Jul 6, 2025
Forging through
Destiny will befall a crimson head
Wrapped in silver tongue
Slanted, the gift jury rigs
A court appointment dusting
Off today's wig
A jester posed as unsketched
Captures an ear briefly
Searching the discount rack
a dusting of sugar
on my bowl of porridge --
morning snow
* let me know all my haiku students
what do you think of this? Is it haiku?
what did I do here that I have not taught you
how to do yet? What is the ahHA?
Why is it an ahHA?Where is the ahHA?
Culinary resonations my senses please
Blowtorch trimming the tapering of cheese
Cremated lactations dance on the fan’s breeze
Crab forks impaling young peas
Lightly dusting salt of the seas
Grindings of exotic teas
Marinades my taste buds tease
he opened the drapes to my soul
and gently stepped into my life
dusting my lonliness away
bright shining light into my day
removing cobwebs here and there
slowly mopping my fears to nought
painting a smile upon my face
so calm and clear my heart in cheer
It starts with a gentle breeze
...slowly, quietly winding down
Kissing and caressing the trees
...spiraling through branches
Finally brushing the pale petals
...sweeping them off in a flurry
Catching two furiously entwined
...in a whirlwind of scented pink