Short Expansions Poems
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It wasn’t a matter of “should”;
’Twas more like a question of “could?"
So tanks for expansions,
Don’t care about sanctions;
At this point, they’re not any good.
Dammed as dead as a dessert of the cruel world expert on expiration and determination of soul searching embracing a journey long lived dust and bones left the decaying of a box determining visiting hours flowers tears regrets expansions of dates
Black is the theme for no living thing
My twenty, twenty-four’s resolutions
Are: first find my problems great solutions,
That's focus more on my pen,
Eating will be forgotten,
I can control my body expansions.
Another thing that I’m planning to do,
With my bicycles, there I always go;
No car, taxi or a bus,
Just drive pedals with my ass,
Staying at near places saves my cash, too.
Turkeys' Thanksgiving Suggestions
A month before the thanksgiving party,
All turkeys met in their community
To plan how to stop people,
Cooking them as foods for all,
For there are other fowls in their county.
Mr. Gobble had a smart suggestion
To have them ducks’ and chicken’s rotation,
Everybody then wore wigs,
Imitated sounds of pigs,
But they forgot to hide tails' expansions.
Loss of awareness,I forgot my ambience.
Expansions in floral exuberance,
and exhibits unique ecological trance.
As my veins they come from silence.
Owning a mount is quite a feat of dance.
Concert of sounds, the spectacle of colour.
As a different type of raw contour.
It transmutes the tour.
Their imbuing weapons and armor.
The black empowerments,
illegal logging and states of loor.
The sweeping stops
the world cuts its own grass
feeds itself with the living
while the dead grow trees and turf.
You notice things,
the eyes of your eyes are open lattice windows,
shutters taking pictures;
making those images move.
Suddenly, as quite as a field mouse
the view you are watching
becomes just watching.
Only then do you recognize
this ever expanding life of all who move
through you.
All the men who squash the poor are
Wanting more
As they drive their staff and wages out the door
Then they come home to their mansions
And they think about expansions
We all know their greed is wanting, wanting more
All the criminals are wanting
Wanting more
As they force the shop assistant to the floor
When the price of drugs has risen
And they know their home is prison
Then their robberies are wanting, wanting more
Form:
A child innocent,
An orchid florescent;
The sun in the sky,
The vast milky-way;
The earth benevolent,
Sea elements abundant;
My own heartbeat,
My mind’s wisdom-seat;
Mindful meditations,
Breath’s fluent expansions;
All these give me peace…
Yet not like the one I experience,
When I see a smile on someone’s face,
Because of my very presence and loving service!
22 May 2021
What Brings You Peace Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
butter...quantums!...fly in every kitchen
quantum butter however flies as...everywhere
when trefoil bubbles rise...as heat
greasing particles...so to speak
along times imaginary...numbered axes
and biasing spherical wave expansions...relative
some pre-caused destination point in a...four dimensional universe
the medium of which is termed a...trefoil population of
quantum butterflies with two wing speeds....'c'!?...an on or off
stan sand
Love is in the soul dust of the universe.
Endless expansions, endless contractions.
Inhaling the future, exhaling the past.
The heart expands-the heart contracts.
No beginning nor ending to anything.
Cycles re-cycling are the same.
One creator, one destroyer.
Infinite freedoms-infinite chains.
Choices marbled with destiny.
Heaven and hell, a marriage of seeds
Life is a sweeping brushstroke.
A soul-dusted entity.
Love is in the soul dust of the universe.