Short Filament Poems

Mess of fish one morn'
Filament of God's cabin
Newly printed snow...

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Heresy
Lives vibrantly
When filament of faith
turns into shadows...

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stifled from
flight

delicate filament
sticky

panic worsens
my plight...

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earthen filament
sign encompasses weak string
tied to cord, weathered

Russell Sivey...

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‘neath the fear of man and joy of mate,
bequeath thy death and burrow thy fate-
‘tis a filament of life strung straight,
bestowing a trait... of death too late


2.18.20
Poe-etic Verse Poetry Contest
Charles Messina...

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Listen to poem:

Rhapsodic impulses of skin suffused
Exulted passions rendering, disused 

Intensely emotional of flushed amor 
A mere filament lisp of a lustful gore

Susurration; within my own sad soul
Mellifluous lullabies 'till I, rest whole
...

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He who would forever
See and doe's not nothing
       Reluctantly is
A filament for all evil
             - And -
A conduit threw thy Soul
   Where is as he who
Deal's in inequity merely
     Corrupts' thy Spirit
          By and whole
And singes' the conscious
        Brow......

                 GF...

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Play me like you would play your guitar
The strings of my heart
A phenomenal song

Play me like you would a piano
The white and black keys
A merger of our hearts

Play me like you would a violin
Gentle strokes to create 
The right sounds

The beating of our hearts
The movements of our bodies
In harmony, a demonstration of our love…...

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Full of froth and delight
He brought filament to my life
When I was uptight
They came to my window
And stayed all night
And it was a beautiful
            Sight
And OH!
What a sight to see
Fore they were only Snails
And It was just me
Gee I wonder
What else could their be
Could that mean dinner
Dinner just for me

              GF...

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A sky’s pasty pallet, 
thickly stroked
with a heavy brush,
lends pale shadows
to the earth below
while a filament  
of a memory
improves the dreariness
with joyous rays

Soon to follow
comes the rain
as the clouds lessen
their laden load
and the day brightens
as remembrances lighten
and sorrow steams away
on the pavement 
of a renewing heart

© Debra Squyres...

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I’ll snare your essence
within the fine filament 
of deceptive words

I’ll entrap your heart
within the decadent fibers
of unholy passions

I’ll bind your emotions
within depraved threads
of immoral desires 

I’ll leave you devastated
haunted by shameful memories
naked in self-loathing

Welcome to internet romance
the world-wide web of deceit
I’m the spider, you’re the fly...

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I'm living a down and out life
It's like ECG, when you are at the peak
You will fall to the bottom
I'm like a filament lamp, very shiny
But do not go gentle into that good night
Old age should burn and rave
At close of the day, rage
Rage against the dying of the light
Though wise men at their end know dark is right
Because their words had forked no lighting 
They do not go gentle into that good night....

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The first white lie
Falls from her lips.
The first strand of deceit
Like a spiders silken thread,
The web of deception begins to formulate.
One lie leads to another.
Each time she finds it easier,
Believing in her story
And the web evolves.
Each lie creates another filament.
The web getting larger
As the lies grow.
Eventually she traps herself
In her own illusion 
The ending is bitter.

23rd March 2017...

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Turquoise chalice was terrified that she was not as curvy
As the fade- out banana who had a touch of scurvy
Clothes pin cousin laughed at the chalice's distress
Lightbulb filament rolled his eyes at this jealous mess
Screwdriver did not have anything much to say
Lockset said “I’ll come back another day”.
Cork found himself surrounded by disturbed items now.
He waddled off, looking for a piggy bank or a snowplow....

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I had a dream.
In the dream I wove you a poem.

I used the fiber of my character 
to create spools of silken thread.

Then I dyed them 
in the colors of my imagination.

I reinforced 
each and every single strand 
with the strength of my love.

Spun the spools  
from the intricacy 
of my spirit.

Enamored by your vision,
I pattern every part of me,
every memory,
into every filament of my fabric.

Finished
I initialed my woven piece.

M.Y....

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or a poison dosimetric
juxtaposed drop by drop
that you ingest absorbed
while your mind wanders
between little or nothing
that you can absorb
of the arguments you despise.

or a flexible filament
that round the trachea
snared in the beam
because you wander life
between the comings and goings
unnecessary ideas.

or else the thud of the lead flight
that snapshot snatches it all
prostrating body and mind
since nothing perceives or receives as comfort
of insufficient happiness....

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