Short Encores Poems

body ails yet spirit soars 
heart thriving on bliss encores
thus there’s nothing to be done
since we are with God’s breath one...

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Steep streams -
Deep dreams

Splashing
Crashing

Rumbling 
Tumbling

Wending 
Ending

Cascade
Displayed

Yon roars’
Encores...

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Two Encores

Now please don’t think me a bragger,
But, I sung on stage with Mick Jagger.
There we pouted our lips,
and we wiggled those hips.

Two encores and Superstar swagger....

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The morning sunlight shines warm

      our blanket like a curtain

      reveals a beautiful show

         a stage with encores






~not for contest~
couldn't help but write one.....

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If music is the soul of art,
then what can writing be

Is it the eyes, perhaps the heart,
in printed reverie

Is music the stage whereupon,
all other art encores

For if it is, all words rejoice
—to sing for evermore

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017 )...

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If music is the soul of art,
  then what can writing be

Is it the eyes, perhaps the ears,
  in printed reverie

Is music the stage whereupon,
  all other art encores

For if it is, all words rejoice,
 —to sing for ever more

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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Lingering bits of joy
Outlasting grey episodes of sadness
Always prevailing in fading shadows

Laughter's light always shinning

Hope sustaining faith
Love deposing evil
Age the friend of reason

It is but to assume the role

The journey is the play

Encores await...

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Last acts have already been performed.
Death is on stage,
it has already taken several encores -
now the audience is leaving.

We actors are departing also,
the Light has come,
each player is taking a path of their own,
to a different idea of heaven.

For there are many ways to write a script,
and many more theater Houses
in our Fathers Kingdom....

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Mundane daily chores
beg us for encores
but we’re in a trance,
feeling bliss beats prance.

Our vaporised self
dances by itself
to the cosmic drum,
music of spheres strum.

In form, here, now, this,
purrs rapturous bliss
as we choose to burn
in our body urn.

Heightens our delight
beholding God’s light,
that becomes our own,
within heart, home grown.

17-September-2022...

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Veins of blood, pale and thin
Running amok, at keeper’s inn
Tortuously dwelled in diversity
Its vitality runs cold, in all proximity

Air tunnels pounding at the doors
Hatches jammed, life is over, no encores 
House of chambers stalled in overdrive
Community cells don’t come out alive

fate lurked within those walls  
Endangered life to which it stalled
Essentials of life were battered by time 
The pendulum stopped after its chime...

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Dancing, whizzing, whirling,
  Skaters swooping by;
Starlets busy twiriling,
  Pointing to the sky.

Judges tracing outlines,
  Fancy figure eights;
Hopefuls' unread headlines,
  Sealed in starry fates.

Breathless finish flowing
  From dazzling routine;
Nervous, never knowing,
  Verdict yet unseen.

Women's Figure Skating--
  TV's stellar ore:
Winter's Watchers Waiting
  Heroine's Encores.  



  February 11, 2018    
       88 Syllables...

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Those rulers which be amid their unison as glee, wished
A little more of thee so I thought that we, would give it to them ?
A bit in the writ with a slit for the kit and a number one hit; and they cried aloud
Another of these their, encores; while love upon the shore strung her light's down 
Low as I with the mic aside a midnight tide reached for the sky above this their, power...
Ballad chord baby boomer slang in a round about thang thus we sang, another kongo bang....

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