Short Fissures Poems

rough exterior
fissures of hard living etched
bark of an old tree...

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A wedding celebration,
should be time for fun and joy
but we see undercurrents,
displaying fissures....

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gully of water
trickle down, forming fissures…
dried flowers thirst quenched   


Contest: Nature Comes To Life
2nd Place...

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freezing rain embalms cold heart ~ pellucid shell fissures with warm beating



12/23/2017
Written for Monoku Contest
Sponser:  Silent One...

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seeping from beneath
a bilious hate
a thick and blackened rage
containment breached
small fissures
mar the core
of tortured fate
smoldering ruins
of a life
to date

John G. Lawless
©9/10/2018...

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Wifey-poo accuses me of having no filters
“Tittily” agree, see what I mean, something's off-kilter
Not like normal dudes
Stuff slips out rude
Meant to lighten up things when suffering from fissures...

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undulating mounds of snow and ice
with fissures arches and caves
give way to an ever lengthening day

before a golden sunset
the chrysalis of spring
begins to crumble

an intrepid tulip springs forth
poking
through a blanket of snow...

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                 Arid, unforgiving sift of desert, 
 silicone electrode fissures

 geo-bones DNA of sand_shift

 Worm rises up to suck the essence dry

 Surveillance, Shadow banning, Civil-,-War, 
                 Ministry of Truth, Gestapo...

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Eggwagon hauls the future
Within her steamy womb
Caviar of destiny
Fragile and pure

Eggwagon requires
Sidewalks quite smooth
Maternal slope of peace
Genesis in transit

Rocks and bumps of hate
Zygotes in turmoil
Fissures of neglect
The shame of who you are...

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tremors echoing
vast distances
one felt in the cold
silence of space 
other in the messy
orbit of a late
garden of soul
gone to weed
measured in scale
too hard to breath
black rain of midnight
both leaving behind 
fissures and fault lines
shifts in landscapes....

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Invert vision, enter stillness 
Rest narrow ego view 
All souls one; recognise oneness
Time’s now to fissures sew 

Love alone is real
Exuding bliss appeal
God’s magic that does heal 

End division
Invert vision

09-December-2021
Quietus ...

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Thunder Rolls, my soul echoes its sentiment.
My Spirit is dark and gloomy like the sky.
A memory strikes, an illuminating moment.
My heart fissures painfully, 
I close my eyes against the agony, but the vision is vivid.
I see lightning flash behind my eyes
The rain begins to pour......

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Jaspers are a gifted lot; 
they mimic many things.  
From poppies to a leopard’s spots, 
their pictures really sing.  

It weighs much less than many stones; 
in it you’ll see colored fissures, 
holding abstract stories, all homegrown;
such lovely artsy mixtures.
...

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earthquakes and fissures
routinely affect politics and relationships
as they act on the earth's crust
tectonic plates clash in subduction zones
they separate at divergent boundaries 

a quake strikes 
will I engage or detach?
wisdom will prevail
I will not be smashed or fall between the cracks...

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Amorous fissures in naked aura melt
Eager the water flow from your welt
Cross bosoms to plunder this wealth
Silky tips of erotic crushes in stealth.

Tender soft grasps implore sensation
Linger a while jostling cute creation
Jade moves in the ageless perfection
Glitter luster in eyebrow fascination....

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The heaven's eye becomes tired
With rage,
Water endless in the sea.

Winter deflowers the tree,
Spring fills the fissures-
The process constant all year round.

Clouds take off the canopy-
Vapours make a sail
Occuring in cycles.

Leaves green and alive
Develops gray hue,
A tree never stops dreaming....

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How hard is the letting go when it’s all you know
Shadows under ice
   One
      Wrong
          Step
             Cracks become fissures to fall through
Shadow black eyes
     No 
        Sleep
          Tonight
                Dark steps pacing in the shadow-land
Despair a choke-hold
    Run
       Let
           Go...

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Ego seeks grandeur,
as soul does censure.
Darkness veils darkness,
stifling consciousness.

Love employs no force,
to cleanse fissures coarse,
so light pays penance,
deepening suspense.

How long will we wait
to walk through heart’s gate,
becoming the light,
shining within bright?

05-April-2022...

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I want to be where
fissures meet
and sentences are passed,
Every step before
arouses immeasurable inquest.
This phase encounters
a dull moment
and deems it appeasing,
To warm its charm
will not in time return its best.
I asked a vow to
faintly deliver ours
if none in time actually prevail,
It may do
unless ours expressly fails....

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I crumbled the dirt between thumb and forefinger
grit tumbled and rolled
following the grooves and fissures
of wrinkled worn hands
light seeping between my fingers
glinted off of some of the specks
like splinters of diamond
trapped within the grime
Hand slipped hand
to remove the dusted layer
and with deep breaths push
the final particles gone...

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On the surface, things are fine;
Smiles are filled with teeth,
But you never really know
What's roiling underneath.

Sometimes tiny fissures form
Releasing and revealing
Resentments tucked away that you
Believed were long past healing.

Moving forward there's a choice - 
To deal or to pretend,
But talking is the only way
That there's a chance to mend....

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Bloodless insects slink down cracks and fissures
   Chastised Earth mumbles her prayer
Aimless buzzards circle, eyeing lifeless shores

Dreaded gases envelop jungles
   Mighty timbers writhe on forest's floor
Weeds grotesque choke once-cities
   Soundless streets of dark glory's gore...

Stagger, Stumble, Wretch and Heave
   The Last Day on this Planet grieves...

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Kentia palms catch a breeze
   And sway gently in their rows;
This verdant sanctuary
   Comforts me like the psalms.

I amble slowly between them -
   My head tapped by the fronds.
I feel the warmth of the sun;
   The fresh air fills my lungs.

A kintsugi pot rests on pebbles -
   Beautiful but defiant.
Gold sealed up the fissures -
   Reminding me of who I am....

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I noted the stillness
in your hands, the
casual arc of your shoulders,
a deceitful ease in your voice—

as if the world melted into your anima,
your eyes spoke the nether language
(angelicus anima).

I watched your eyes oscillate,
a tidal wave of light,
gleams of individuation
propagating outward,
devastating all disguises—
quiet fissures in the 
careful strata
of us.
...

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I may have grown tired
     but my lungs have opened wide
Never to be so inspired
     as when we shut the divide

Now universally singing verses to be heard
voices chorusing uniformly wringing through the urn
which formed splits and fissures through my nervous cord
hexed cortex adorned with loose tissue and enormous horns
looming viciously against my dreams

     I am reborn...

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