Short Enshrining Poems

This intricate landscape reflects a late autumnal view.
Fragile, it collects a basin of pale leaves and scattered flowers
Enshrining a dome for  harvest moon’s arrival


Sijo In A Temple Contest
Rhoma Em---- 7 May 2014...

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I wonder why and how.
Hope can come and go
spirits appears and disappears
Simultaneously Heart Throbbing

gloomy days are incoming
Being one with a small courage

Slowly but surely 
i will be

enshrining my nightmares
with a brave new dreams

to the dark depths...

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It is time to celebrate our nation centenary
Rebels for our nation we weren't born
Enshrining our visions for a united land
Leaving a legacy for each and every citizen
Accept this gift of freedom that was fought
Never forget that in our nation darkest hour
Deep within us let us be proud of being Irish...

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as trickles hum to glossy oaks  and skies---

come waltz  me in the symphony of rain

enshrining charms adored .... though moon decries

love gone:   just let night’s movement whirl again.




For Gregory Barden's  "Rithimus Divisa"
Taken from the poem 'Final Dance'--1/25/2017
Re-post: 04/21/2019...

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Living inside the moment,
Temporal things 
Pass me by
On their march to permanence

Attached to everything
But themselves,
They stand as false Icons
To a time once lived–then put away

A trophy case of remembrance…
Enshrining what was lost
In the gathering
Dust

Never rediscovered…
Defining what death means
In the gathering
Dust

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)...

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The bums and the heroes
of revolution
asleep
As drawn to the cosmos
a light
travels deep
He asked for no quarter
playing outside
the game
His legion in shadows
he’d never
explain
Each song once it’s sung
his interest
foregone
To blind repetition
he couldn’t
belong
The critics in reference
enshrining
his fame
As the midwestern
prairie wind
—calls out his name

(Ode To Bob Dylan: November, 2023) 
...

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He turns away from me to say goodbye
Quivering not, I felt a pinch...so damn alone
While the night raven screeches up high
As crystal tears bleed of why, down the bones.

Somehow, a dove climbs on my lap, to show
How the moon rises as new flowers glide;
While Heaven awaits starlight's afterglow
Enshrining this moment where peace abides.


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Gail Doyle's Finding God Contest
8/7/2014...

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as trickles hum to glossy oaks  and skies---

come waltz  me in the symphony of rain

enshrining charms adored .... though moon decries

love gone:   just let night’s movement whirl again.




in  love’s  tempo    as beats  far  roll  to sigh
of  final dance-steps   drenching our  goodbye.



Contest: A Rhyme In 60 for Laura Loo  1/25/2017
Checked with howmanysyllables
and pure-rhyme counter...

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Through pungent fog , ashen white
notions about hope grow contrite-
amidst gust,  tears rake anew
where solace begs its due.
Hours taunt of curtain call
inflicting doubt on nightscape's pall--

Tables empty    his footprints leave
while seasons pray for reprieve...
until  he knocks    enshrining eve
my  patience affirmed ,  ‘ just believe.'



~
4/06/2019
Lu Loo’s Contest :
10 Lines, 5 Words: Rhyme III...

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S-  Superb

U-   Unending

M-            Magical

M-                Moments

E-                     Enshrining 

R-                      Revivification 
 

T-                                     Totally

I-                                   Invigorating 

M-                                             Mental 

E-                                                Euphoria!







©  Demetrios Trifiatis
          19 June 216...

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I weave rhapsodies   |  words dance before you
     Enshrining words on paper  |  obelisks of enlightenment
       Heartbeats quicken pulse  |  hark metered rhythm
   As i map stars with my quill  |  Ursa Major could guide me
    To rendezvous with cosmos  |   perhaps map a planet ‘B’

A cleaved tank duo can be read as one poem or 2 stand-alone tankas. This was a collaboration between Yasmin Khan, and myself. Yasmin is responsible for the tanka on the left....

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When I walk into an empty church
I hear the whispers grow,
so many smiles, so many tears
so much for me to know--
yet gentle hands touch my face
enshrining me with a gift of peace
a Lord who grants me such release.

When I run up to my Brother,
I feel alive and well again
as He listens through divine love ,
to take away my pain--
that everything explained to me
brings out a sunshine of a smile,
for my Lord is within,all the while.


Anthony Slausen Contest: Jesus
6 June 1016...

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