Short Equatorial Poems
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#1
broken icicle
equatorial fossil
turned now into stone
Brian Johnston
June 20, 2016
Poet's Notes:
Expect more to come! Ha!
On the peak of a high mountain
the most equatorial snow on earth
its only recreation, to melt over solid rock
Foundling in an equatorial land
By African apes,raised by hand-
Swinging by rope,from tree to tree
Finding lost tribes,living free-
Tar......zan...to you & me.
Foundling in an equatorial land
By African apes,raised by hand-
Swinging by rope,from tree to tree
Finding lost tribes,living free-
Tar......zan...to you & me.
their brains, equatorial rainforests
abilities, tools of a grading tractor
friends, wild asses of humanity
ideology, thorny bush pedestrian
despite, yellow stars twinkle brightly
heavy wind hitting
sounds of lightnings all over
clouds cover the sky.
signs of hurricane
to hit the town anytime,
some folks are clouded.
A chill in the air
For the old, unfair
Joints stiff, in pain
Without the rain
Equatorial the clime
Temperate, prime time
The laptop hums
As it does its sums
Counting viruses new
Ebola, others, a few
Plandemic tick
Effects like Arsenic
An equinox is, for everyone
all over the earthly globe,
a time when through the center of Sun
(that essential daylight strobe)
passes the equatorial plane…
This paired biannual state,
of both autumnal and vernal twain,
once again we celebrate!
~ Harley White
< March 20, 2017 >
Hark! Don’t forsake me.
Search for me.
Look down low, in the underbrush.
I will be good for you.
Though I’ve been given just a little of our endless world,
I have the glowing fire of raging cordilleras,
The blazing sunsets of Equatorial skies,
The lustrous skin of succulent citrus.
I am orange truth.
The tall coconut trees
Resemble pillars
Erected like lamp poles
Spred like umbrellas
Stand in a row
Towering above the equatorial sea shore
Welcoming tourists
Applauding the coming back of the fishermen
Dancing in the dusk and moonlight
Amidst the disco music of the sea
Have long forgotten the strike of Tsunami
I cannot stop dancing
When I look at the smooth
Shining black African skin
With the curly tropical hair
That covers inquisitive brain
And the spacious equatorial nose
That ventilates the massive body
What else can I say about
The gold and honey within?
No wrath of culture from anywhere
Can unmake God given goose
That lays God given egg
Two eloping hearts evergreen like equatorial rainforests,
entwined in the eternal escalator of love,
leaving a trail of lovely lavender fragrance;
her touchscreen face tempting him to touch,
to caress carelessly and to bring about cascaded tapestry .
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By:kashinath karmakar (19th Feb.2011)
cold
ice filled
mysterious polar cap's
inertia steady natural force
equatorial tropic wonder
humid air
hot
August wears hot airs
With a humid flair
Day by day hot stings
Body wet sweat springs
Yet night feels do cool
Proclaims any fool
Skyline of dark flight
Ushers moon tonight
Watch the aura bright
Dazzle with moonlight
August has its place
In the spread of grace
Equatorial heat
In dusk's cool retreat
Leon Enriquez
13 August 2018
Singapore
The cold, frigid wind
Descends slowly to the east
Dissipates at noon
The cold turns to heat
And quite often I forget
This warm, pleasant treat
The cold makes unwell
Those near equatorial line
Feel drunk with chilled wine
My cold heart is dead
Unpainfully doth unbleed
Ends the heat of deeds
The cold makes me doubt
Life is meaningless without
The breath of his mouth.
The Butterfly Nebula,
a.k.a., Bug Nebula,
guesstimate its creation was due to the explosive end of a very large star.
Due to the fact that the nebula central star is the hottest star known to exist.
It is known as a, 'white dwarf' surrounded by a dense equatorial disc composed of gas and dust.
The disc causes the star's outward burst to form a bipolar structure similar to an hour-glass.
Date: 06/13/2019
A winter comes
With nonstop rain and extreme coldness
Flood, flu and running nose
Besides the long fight of covid
Besides the long fight of political stability
Besides the long fight of bribery
A winter-like weather comes to my country
A country of equatorial climate and beauty
With no sympathy
But only as a test of faith in the nature
I believe
Doomsday will never come
As man makes up a part of the world
And His world
like walking in a tulip garden
i undo the aquablue,
how many steps you were away,
entwined like mangrove:
our roots were standing upright
to breath in moist silhouette
of equatorial sun, blooming
in anguish of separation: come
one day to leave me forever,
a train in desert going nowhere
on ancient wheels of time;
and i will aim for a perforated flight
one day to be reborn and the shadowed
ride under the truth will open
the husky lips of pain
SATISH VERMA
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