Short Dusts Poems

A power comes
Soul flies, 
Body mixes
With dusts, 
We call it
Death....

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Late autumn evening,
A haze of dew dusts the earth,
The wind smells of rain...

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mighty branches
sweep away morning clouds
sunlight dusts treetops...

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her oven opens—
bits of fruit color the dough
as flour dusts her breasts



Poet: Debbie Guzzi...

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despair

dusts hearts dreary

draped in stark pain debris

that angst next dresses more hopeless

depressed


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beaming auburn sight
                                      summer eve's sun's affluenza
                                             through dusts' arena...

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Minds, dusts merge on a running slate
Scorching sun aloft jilted men
Warming up like a sizzling plate
Winds whirling, bodies teeming ten
Trudging on a forsaken den....

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Fine white powder dusts the landscape, fluffy
flakes flutter and fall, landing on our skin
now pinked by the freezing air, taking
delight in the beauty of the season....

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When rooted promises shift through dusts of seasonal change,
from a kyanite blue breeze to whirling wisps of lilac longing.
Memories live on, as nothing of value is ever lost. ...

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drizzle soaks dusk storm 
moist dusts rise to wrap stilled air
sky melts like glacier


December 9, 2019
Syllable count : 5/7/5
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest A Nature Themed Haiku
Sponsor : Tania Kitchin...

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our hands are extremely
creative
they believe that everything
has the right to exist
like the proliferation
of good and bad
dusts in the air
our science
our arts
our technology
have made a little boon
but a lot of bane

our decadence...

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Angel dusts.
Harmony rusts
Unbroken bones
Oh sleeper of old
 the ancient one groans
Signals in a dream
Untampered and indestructible theme
Ending in grace
Such saved the very human race
Angels dust
Sleep know and pray not rust...

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robins swoosh around
up and down the pear tree stands
gails blew pollen dusts

robins left the tree
fearing a storm will blow hard
the pear tree was sad

a new pair dropped by
finches revel with raindrops
pear tree smiled, birds soothed...

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I was sitting
Near a window
Watching the sight 
When i saw some shining dust flying 
Under the sun'weak embrace 
It was a humble charm
With a mind calming sight 
The golden spec of dusts
Flying and flying
Dancing under the 
Weak sun light...

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owl calls to her psyche
dreaming interferes
dendrite highways closed

breathing is a ruse
soul is in cosmos
hooting is unheard

astral travel
dusts away all semblance of
doom 

body on auto pilot
until soul returns 
to hostility of this world...

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night fairies’ star dusts
flickers gazed by dreamy eyes
magically ride
wrapping leaves and trees tonight
in the absence of moonlight


March 11,2022    9:04pm



Firefly Tanka
Contest Judged:  3/16/2022 8:08:00 AM
Sponsored by: JCB Brul 
Place 1...

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Clouds and dusts over the oceans
Shrouding the moonlight sands

Winds across the oceans
Galloping the midnight strands

Grains under seas and oceans
Sailing on floors that bonds

Creatures of the wild and holy grounds
Basin of hope and comforting hands...

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He roars out to war 
Vexing the calming scenery  
Into a riding storm
Thereby 
Stumbling his vixen 
Herein 
Stirring the peace
With the world 
Standing agape
Bemused amidst 
The rising dusts
Across the scintillating terrain
Bellowing up to the heavens
As a sacrifice of woe...

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The book keeper
mops the slush pile,
dusts paragraphs,
adding a vase of clarity
on the table of contents,
creates settings
for the ghost writer
to slow down
run-on sentences,
mends torn sheets -
Oh, tearsheets…
Anyway,
in the end
wraps a nice soft cover
around everything....

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Dearest Vicar –
As a poet’s lines: 
It is divinity proper!

Onions figure
In our everlasting divinings:
Her white ashes
Of our burn-fire 
And the dew of dawn’s tears
Still coax the rainbow 
To no avail

Her white ashes
Splashing wet-dusts of dark days:
Cocks crow in vain?...

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Coiled in a blanket

loops joined in winter

crazed by interlude

spring out of cold step

she snaps into life


dusts her cobwebs

crochets a path

season unfolds

promises change


joints aching

fused from rest

test motion


bluebells

seed lush


tunes...

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There shall never in all time,be another you.

Thus honor and respect, the who, you are.

A glint, yet far greater than the brightest star.

A forever rainbow that dusts the skies,

A slice of delicious humanity, to my hungry soul.

One whom I can trust, till I close my eyes.


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Just this morning, my pen mourn

And drifted into slumber

I saw shadows and dusts

Babies in the pool of regrets

Anarchy in the wombs of women

There they stoop and stood

Lowering his dust and shadows 

To father-earth

In the agony of his eternal adventure

Our bones wept

Just this morning the author died....

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She’s a poet with no name
A pseudonym her claim to fame.
Without sight she moves countless hearts
When with passion and panache
dusts off her mind, 
Swamps the world with allegory
And tells it as it is and when
She touches the joy on cherished lips
Feels the warmth of our smile.

© Harry J Horsman 2022...

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Ashes from ashes
The eternal tree arises. 
With
Roots deeply rooted,
In the dust of dusts.
In which our sins gather.


“O Priest, o priest what do these words in my visions mean” the man says.
The priest replies “My son, my son I do not know,
For I too have these visions, but that tree you see is etched on my chest”....

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