Short Dwelled Poems
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Footsteps echo, whispers fade,
grief lingers where light once dwelled.
The earth sighs, arms stretched wide,
cradling silence, rocking pain and loss.
I am grateful that no matter where I’ve put down roots
no matter where I’ve dwelled…
I’ve never been far from my family tree
for I am rooted there as well.
He returned,
after many years,
to sit under the oak tree
near the house
where he once dwelled
and smiled
when he realized
he was rooted there as well.
Are we all fooled
and living in a mere thought
of someone else's mind
who, for an instant,
dwelled upon the concept of humanity
and then gave it up as ridiculous.
For years my soul dwelled in an unknown body
Praising and appreciating her splendor,
This turned out to be a fisher’s net
where, hearts were disintegrated from the body.
In the beginning,
We dwelled within
Our fathers,
In silence.
Blanketed
in the womb
Of absolute darkness,
and perfection.
Guided by the winds,
And oblivious
to the waters
In which we were,
Yet to be born.
Form:
Within the virgin void the potential dwelled,
but was not until the Word arose and spoke,
that the void of the virgin belly begin to swell,
the Word no way required a physical stroke…
for Word’s potential stroke, by love is spoke!
Written: March 15, 2025, for contest Sponsored by Brian Strand
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Did happiness lie beyond that high wall?
Perhaps such joy dwelled, nowhere at all,
Only pain could stir that brief, elusive call.
Deity of Greek myths
Descendent of Great Zeus
Demeter birthed this son
Dwelled on Mount Olympus
Divined as god of wine
Devoted to vino
Drama enthusiast
March 4, 2022
Greek Mythology Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
checked with howmanysyllables
The essence
in us is
the same as
the essence
of the sun
In Genesis
and John is
our Creator’s
Light Presence
dwelled among
The Essence
in our heart is
dwelling as
Divine Essence
of the Son
(“Dweller of our heart” contest
By the Unseeking Seeker)
In a wintry hollow, atop Mount Crumpit, dwelled Max and The Grinch,
A dog and his master of mischief, whose heart measured an inch,
And beared a soul of zero dimensions, tented by a teardrop physique,
The villainous Who who'd snuck away with Christmas to his frosty peak.
My hopes lay dying,
caught in webs the night had spun;
will they hide the morning ray?
I calmed my crying,
dwelled on dawn's bright golden sun;
born again- the hope of day.
January 8, 2016
Contest: Bite-Size Poem No. 12
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Born of a virgin
Birth not with a man
Holy Spirit dwelled in
Made the person a man
Jesus
Sinless
A miracle wonder
Same comes from the Father
Emmanuel God With us
12/15/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
From anthology " Just Jesus "
Each subject breathes in a different way
with intimacy I can feel
Where images will call me
to fall into the spell.
Emotion draws me
to the place where
Christina's
beauty
dwelled
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Based on the paintings of Andrew Wyeth
And his series of "Christina"
12//10/15
We turned a knob, and ventured back, into the place, we dwelled
Standing here, within these walls, ..a cottage small, accrued travails ago
But clearly see that all is well, ...all is well, ...we need not come again
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In honor of Deb's contest: "Trinity"
Forests are felled
There once dwelled life -
Now quelled by greed.
Pulp to paper -
The razor tears
Through curtained flesh
Let’s laud our wit -
Bark - on it.. We
have writ ‘Save trees’!
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Than-Bauk (Non Staircased)
Internal rhyme
The dark blue mist that dwelled over the ferocious waves of the ocean
Roared in anger from the dictatorship of the golden moon,
And the rays of the sun it had consumed
Lit your eyes so amazingly, it burst at me as if it meant to blind me,
But consume me too.
My eyes resisted, I met someone new, and it was you.
POETRY IS IN THE HOUSE: Title - Attic
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Date: 07-Nov-2025
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Dark room - cobwebs around,
Old broken treasures stored --
Memories dwelled, hopes found.
Eons since time left here,
Laughters rang, scents lingered,
Past and future - now bound.
Stars
Gleaming
in staring
At star
Who walking at the earth
And winds go
With her swirls
Of mood
Around
In her eyes dwelled
Moon
In his motion
Deep
And her words
Candies
Are so sweet
Within fruits
Of lips
Of honey
Oh within mightily
Of Her grace
/Sister
Of my soul
You are so sweet/;
merely of heavens
From Stars
But
Walking at the earth
Form:
Making sense
Out of nothing,
So intense
The pain is growing.
Trying hard
To fill emptiness,
Playing cards
Without clemency.
So sacred
Is your selfishness,
And so, scattered
Is your mercy.
What fortune
Have you held,
In a lack of emotion
You have dwelled.
Many papers
I unfold.
What have you kept,
What have you sold?
The saying “This too shall pass” doesn’t work for me. It has dug a hole in my heart and dwelled. Storms that have come and gone wash away the day’s pain, but never cleanse the soul. It sits beneath the surface. Remaining unaffected by the violent winds and torrential rains. It’s too deep. Too true. For anything to ever feel the same. Only you.
Form:
J-oyful and happy life
I-s far away from blue;
N-ever let the faith fade,
K-eep the love in
Y-ou.
A-im to have happy life,
L-et hope remain in your heart;
M-iss the shadows of doubt,
A-s they vanish and depart.
I-n the morn of February fourteenth, evade the place of strife;
Z-one of peace and mirth is dwelled by the happy life.
found myself in the dark
cried out for help
but darker it was for anyone'
to hear my cry for.
darker it was for sight
darkness dwelled through the veins
traveled through organs and all of the pieces
of my body
darkness tied me up
hands,feets ...
For Master of it all it was
nothing above his power
he found me, he head me
he was there,when no one was!
J-ust let the night come
A-s the noon is about to end;
Z-one of horror appears,
Z-enith yields to chilling wind.
F-rom dawn till twilight,
A-nother birth is held;
J-ust let Thursday moon rise,
A-s the dark has dwelled.
R-emain brave twenty-third February,
D-on't be afraid of a bad dream;
O-ne masked man has failed to make you fear and scream.
She is my first poem
I read her to enjoy the life
Her beauty is the metaphor of the nature
I mingled in it to reach the peak of lust
Her talks are rhythm
I memorised them to recreate my desires
Herface is beauty pool
I dwelled in it to refresh my thoughts
My collection starts from her
and will end only with her..
SAKTHIRAVICHANDRAN