Short Earshot Poems

When I'm all alone 
with nobody in earshot,
I let off a fart!...

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Run lady run
Till your out of earshot
From the bang from the bullet
Inscribed with your name
Set to maim
But no, not you
You are untouchable
With cold infused veins
Alone destined to die
To cowardly to even try....

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Out of earshot from the 
Howlers and yowlers,
I'm surrounded by the 
Aroma of trees.

Mean spirits begone!
Gloom and doom? 
Sorry no room.

Lifted to a shore,
By Mercy and Grace,
I will search no more.
Done is the chase....

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Striking like a cottonmouth snake, 
but we can see nothing is real;
Bored and trying to stir the pot,
that plan is going to backfire; 

As honest as a soft handshake 
with your fingers crossed on the deal; 
Slippery hiss within earshot,
You are just a filthy liar....

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My best friend
That is what 
I call him
Within in his
Earshot
Privately,
I call him
Something 
Much more 
Intimate:
My Love
Constantly
Admiring
but always
From afar
Always dreaming,
Ever hoping
That one day 
He would 
Return my
Feelings. 
But 'tis
A dream and nothing more...

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Wind Chimes

Wind chimes move
in and out of shadows and sunshine
sounds of priceless value
caused by the breath of the breeze
the tinkling of a bell
heralding a season, changing
summer chimes and autumn chimes
fading from our earshot
an endless dance of sound,
victims to a mighty storm.

8/27/18...

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With two left feet, no sense of rhythm,
Murmur of voices, giggles and gasps
Comes within earshot when I dance.

Oh, but in my head I dance seductively,
Grinding hips and dippin' with Patrick Swayze.
That 'climatic lift' in Dirty Dancing, no problo,
I fly in the air with grace and flair.

Repeated cheers and bravos I do hear,
For I now dance within my head....

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Walking;
This time there was no choice, 
you had started to sing;
To the sound of your voice  
 I had to keep going; 

Why not?
I am starting to feel you;
Even in your earshot 
this is what it’s come to;
You’re the prize, a jackpot;

Give in,
allow me to get close;
Go on caress my pen; 
I’ll paint you into prose, 
start what has never been....

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The Farrier
Miracle Man 
3-16-2022

With uninhabited joy sings his hammer, 
upon the anvil fashioning a tune. 
The “Smithy’s” life, not one of glamour,
reshapes a shoe this day in June.

Billows puffing keeping flames hot,
with shaping done there’s cooling to do.
Fifty meters and you’re from earshot,
with music concluded- a single horseshoe.

Now nail that sucker on!
...

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I am a resevoir
of the unspoken -
words too costly
and thoughts too dear -
so silence,
the everpresent
unchanging
melody
that scores my life.
Where is the other end
of the broken
whistle on the wind?
What fragment lies beyond
earshot, or whisper lost
in a restless sigh?
Say the right words then,
say the right words -
(oh god, say anything
at all, but)
don’t let
the mute thunder
of a resistant heart
win the day....

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It has been a deep snowfall. Paw prints
and rabbit runs skittering on the white.
Ice blades plummet from tree branches
with a common sharp-tongued language.
I wonder what maps are used
when the tracks disappear
only to reappear somewhere else
as if the space in-between
had lost its way.
The crackle under boot prints
is too loud,
the sky retreats out of earshot.
Up ahead more tracks
and strangely they look like mine....

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For Joycee
  



     always a Joyfully, joking, josher
                 Overflowing with inner opulence
                 Yet yearning still for love-filled yesteryears
                 Consistently conveying cerebral conversation
     offering  Easygoing encouragement to all within earshot
                 Evanescent to this earth ethereally existentially joined       										with George…           		






							You will truly be missed,

										Jill...

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When you start to whisper, 
the hair on my neck stands up;
All I see are your lips move,
Like that! My heart starts to rush; 
The softness haunts me 
like a melody at 3. a.m;
Laying back on a pillow,
wondering what you said; 
Was it ‘have a goodnight’ 
or ‘give me a sec’?
Just out of earshot
enough to make my breath catch;
All I can taste are your words,
the ones hidden in quiet;
A puzzle shrouded in mystery
a dream left for me to dream
when you start to whisper....

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Deafening silence,
Roaring whispers,
Just within earshot.
Telling stories,
Asking questions,
About what is and is not.
Frantically jumping, 
Back and forth,
Looking for answers.
Feeling surrounded,
Feeling scared,
Stuck in a circle of shadows.
Darkness sunk,
Within the cracks,
No sign of hope.
Needing to break,
Wanting to scream,
Find some way to cope.
Aspirations, 
Exceeding the limit,
The cracks spread farther apart,
And all is lost,
In the shadows of the unknown....

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