Short Encrusted Poems
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Cool
Burning
In the night
Ash in the air
On a winter’s night
Black smoky air
Soot encrusted
Coal.
Corn stalks dance
In abandoned fields
Like wispy ghosts
Without their husks
As children revel tirelessly
Midwestern skies sapphire encrusted.
Old Eddie was a “has been” pizza maker
With a recipe rejected by even a faker.
He tried a new blend
However in the end
It was as passe as his ’65 Studebaker.
The mansion
now sits empty;
in its halls
and rooms
memories of her
echoing
like dust-encrusted
gems of time.
you purify all that is encrusted
bringing ashes to heaven's door
you flame up and destroy
you rise up then deploy;
Your licking flames of red and gold,
are mesmerizing me
Was it about you
or were they talking
of me
not looking flash
on a diamond encrusted bike
let us both
fulmigate
against the tide
of perception
and then maybe
we'll earn the last word.
Is God mad?
Hangman rest your noose
Before you hang
Your country out to dry
The blood encrusted turning crimson
We hurt
From this lack of freedom
Making our choices
Consequential
The lies!
Emeka was starving in a lightless land
no passersby bothered to give him a hand.
Crystal tinkles in a nearby palace
wine flows from a silver-encrusted chalice.
Emeka dies alone; purple shall atone.
Regret is the luxury
Which we can ill afford
Of memory’s gilded albatross
Encrusted with jewels
Of sorrow and pain
Draped around our necks
To mock our joys
With guilt and shame.
07/31/2019
OLD EQUIPMENT IN THE ATTIC
COLLECTING DUST
HAVEN’T BEEN PLUGGED IN
OR TURNED ON FOR YEARS
ENCRUSTED JOINTS AND TUBES
AND FADED WIRES TURNED THIS WAY AND THAT
DROOPING TO THE FLOOR
FOOD FOR VERMIN
Autonomy thus selflessness,
Propagating within my independent self,
Drenching my soul with ignorance
Of wisdom, for the outside world
Is not sought…
Identifying myself, as
I encrust myself amid my shadow…
SHE SITS LIKE A WICKETY RICKETY SHREW
COBWEB ENCRUSTED - WAITING FOR YOU
RUSTED AND BUSTED WANTING TO CHEW,
COME ON IN, BUT DON'T SAY "BOO"
SHE'S HAUNTED, UNDAUNTED
UNWANTED, ITS TRUE...
glass road encrusted
13 split
personality
MO13
Speedy Queen
1996-2015
MagiCicada 13
I hope your first day is encrusted-
With gemstones that reflect your beauty.
It is you that makes heaven silent for a moment.
As you are that vivid.
You used to be our miracle.
But now you are theirs.
whisp of wind on rained ruined skin.
hail of stone on cabin wood thin.
death of day as the moon laughs loud.
accompanied by it's star encrusted shroud.
howl of humility spares my spirit and feeds my under nourished mind.
How large the dandelion bloom
in her neglected garden.
Her wizened face begs pardon
for the dust-encrusted sitting room.
Still, so much better than her tomb
to visit long after life has hardened.
Image: Pixabay
A jewel-encrusted tiara sat on a tiny white throne,
Against a soft, shiny satin pillow, it dazzled and shone.
The jewels were emeralds and sapphires, a beautiful tone.
It was polished every day for eight years until a princess came home.
Morning Prayer
7-9-2016
Lord,
Bless the soul that’s encrusted with dross,
Who receives and has no heart for giving.
Who hasn’t been informed about the cross,
And is searching for justification for living;
Tom
We live forever, or almost;
As long as stone may last,
Engraved with mottoes, carved to boast
Our passing and our past.
We last as long as stone survives,
Encrusted with green scales;
We last beyond our little lives
As long as stone prevails.
Tan skin and smile lines.
Breakfast diners and strong coffee.
Soft breeze and salt-encrusted waves.
Lowered windows and strange songs.
Dripping ice cream and picnic tables.
Inside jokes and evening storms.
Good books and toes in sand.
All these things go hand in hand.
Around 10 A.M. it opened
a toast and brie-encrusted laptop
to watch surfboarding ninja squirrels.
Its recliner groaned like a woman in late term.
Around six in the evening
Its mate came home
to inquire about, ‘its day’.
“Been working on a poem,” it said.
SUPPOSITIONS
pensive
syncretics
suspended
contrasts
spread
continually
changing
&
gathering
a
poignant
process
of
past
existence
memorials
encrusted
in
arbitrary
shapes
to
resemble
the
prim&proper
hard-to-glass
projected
as
image
specific
worth
on my brim
dons tangible markings.
Crafted genes engage
to warn iconic
of principled
death.
She measures
her tacky line, loping
anchors across
waxen badges
encrusted with
doubt.
I don’t fear
the web she spins
above my cerebellum
since due warning
of predatory intent
gleans.
A PORTAL TO HELL
I was leery as I approached that gate
Rusted iron, painted over with black
Behind it I saw a jewel encrusted sky
Yet if a portal to Hell, did I just die
But I heard someone mutter nearby
A low voice warned me to stay back
I just saw a shadow, and so I’ll wait
Wry puppet princess just cut her strings;
Why comply and then be held captive?
Damselfly on her free wrist whispers
‘Defy and let go of what’s submissive.’
Purge this Little Miss Marionette,
surge solo and secure the spotlight;
Splurge on a diamond encrusted crown,
emerge ready to claim your birthright.