Short Fingered Poems

at doctor's office
Virgin magazine waits
to be fingered


12/1/11...

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Chamber of secrets
Locked in wisps of steel incense
Swabbed sulfur din...

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roots hoarding stored sap
stick fingered rhodedandrons 
Color whitely hid...

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Maybe I tried to hard
fingered it a little to much
turned clay back into... clay...

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Raccoon
Clever fingered
Sneaky, grabbing, slapping
Mysterious, cool, calm, sweet
Raccoon...

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An act of true love
He fingered his breast pocket
A genuflection
Love letter sheds pure tears
Echoes heard across the years...

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A lady out walking her dog
Encountered a pot-belly hog
A quick-fingered boink
Deflated its oink
So Harley roared off in the smog...

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Oh mighty oak
Keeping warm beneath your cloak of ivy
Raise your many fingered limbs once more unto the grey sky
Beseech the sun to return...

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five fingered red leaves
moving right to left with breeze
wave to passerby


Seventh Place Winner: Brian Strand-No 1241-New Poem Only-9/7/23...

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I've written Sonnets in C Major key ~ funeral music to me

No notes on bars in flats or sharps ~ fingered morbidly sour on stringed harps
...

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White fences groan
In fuchsia fingered sighs
Passion sprinting
Along aging sands
Whilst from diamond straightjackets
Black snow descends
To a fine, orange death...

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This held, two fingered, weeness;
This infant plant, raised, with all
Its roots, soiled, dangling.
Sudden fright! A quiver-chill.
Lovely, precious, vulnerable -
The green Earth; marvelled in!...

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Strumming the guitar in the softest ways possible
Sheila brought forth an ethereal melody of her own
So gorgeously fingered, that it brought in the fey
Brownies, faeries, elves and nymphs stayed to listen...

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fingered
weathered
feathered 
dying
you are but a fingered thought, weathered
through the flow of feathered pen, dying



not a traditional tyburn but my first attempt and i loved the way it turned out!...

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I saw you watching me
as I fingered my collarbone,
so unconscious of the world.
You felt the need to comment
on how easily I lose myself
to another reality. I thought,
for a moment,
maybe you were just fantasy....

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the world goes down
in grayish cushions
colors are choked
and yellow-fingered 
leaves desert their 
dripping residence

the days are melting
between twilights 
evaporating time
and swallows now
are quick to leave
the sinking year...

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aloft in the sky
this cloudless day
the stream
of southbound planes
x marks the spot
where you stood
a linger inside
my thoughts

a tender touch
in fingered breeze
your breath
upon my flesh

a blush within
a wayward sun
setting to my west...

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The fingered clouds beckoned forth,
And remnant regents came,
I being under scraggly force
Said " Let us begin the game."

Then lined them up and tally hoed,
(With garden on the side,)
"You call that what we are to foed?"
"I am only for the ride."...

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Cat splat meow. Once said on a bridge now without it's claws. But a clause is often not a purpose and fifteen fingered gentlemen are unwelcome in a tidal wave format as fish are the only necessary being in a furry wrap if tine. Being. Bees. Best. Becoming....

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Tune weavers sigh and sigh

 The unblinking eye

Embroider thoughts

Tree line Groves

Fingered love prints

Hearts unfold

Cold and broken

Tattered and yellow

Wistful carousel

Going round  round and around

As surely my heart goes......

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Limerick : Once a Salesgirl who sold silk stockings

Once a Salesgirl who sold silk stockings
Eyed a man who fingered the linings
Stockings stuck on her legs
Made-to-fit wooden dregs
Kept stockings but gave him legs on springs.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013...

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Threaded history - boney fingered
Ancestries woven connections,
Stitched brail of wordless inscriptions
Meaningless decorative presence
Saturated with the timeless reverence of
Boney fingered storytellers.


6/4/2016

THE BEST OF 6 – Poetry Contest
visual #2...

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Slapped with shame 
left a print of distain
the mark is still left
long after it came
like a stain
no matter how hard you try 
to take away the pain
you reilize you lost
more than you gained
slapped with shame
left with a print of distain
the pain thats left
is a dark red stain...

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Dark eyes peer through freedom's grate
squinting in a spotlight glare
lost between a fear's folly
and bloody fingered courage

Escape - denied the body
freed the passion of the mind
a visage in the twilight
dark eyes challenging their fate

10/17/2020

IMPRESSIONS Poetry contest
sponsor - Nette Enclaud...

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That curve is wrong
the gradient to severe
that shadow bends the light
her every blink and breath
dragging me closer to my death
this paper pools my pencil
in unrequited lakes
fading lines that once were right
a smudge that breaks
my fingered tremor
touches that are never finished
Perfection never neared...

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