Short Fits And Starts Poems

we grew together
in fits and starts,
twisting and twining,
two damaged hearts
drinking in rain drops,
seeking the sun,
climbing and weaving,
but never as one
no lattice to cling to,
no wall to adorn,
strangling and choking,
a life we now mourn...

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You were my first muse,
Rustling Branches of Tree,
before ever I knew a man
before that time began
when time advances 
and stands still
with fits and starts.

You were my first,
Rustling Branches,
before ever I knew 
to impress a man,
and I was happier
then, before time 
slowed to his rhythm....

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In my heart I knew little of
  the world and all its parts

As I drifted idle and wandered blind,
  through constant fits and starts

My mind reached out beyond its grasp,
  with the questions close behind

As time unfolded upon itself
  —each moment to define

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)...

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More can’t piddle with their piddler
Nor can fiddle with their fiddler
Age removes more than a little
Rage just leads to the hospital

Life gives us many fits and starts
Strife’s left once we lose bits and parts
If there’s less poke in your poker
Riff out some jokes from your joker


For the 8x8x8x8 contest...

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I guess I'm not good enough for you now
so once again I fade into the dark unnoticed
and unwanted
I've grown used to it by now
being of the wim of others like some childs toy
only loved in fits and starts then abandoned till
the next time someone wants to play
and hope that it isn't minced with cruelty or worse.
It's hard to change from what you know...

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Absolutely surrendering to the amusements of fate
Benign benevolent sentiments within bring bodacious bait 
Abiding austerely into the ageless absurd fits and starts 
Never negotiating with nature's nebulous nuptial new arts
Divine decorum dazzling dawn is what the environs drive at
Obscure oasis of the omnipotent ominously pat
Nefarious, nauseous nostalgic nemesis kneels as a gnat

25 February 2023...

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What is the recipe for love?
A red, red rose or turtle dove?
The clasping of a small white glove,
or from above, or from above?

How can we know when true love starts?
Is it outside or in our hearts,
or from fey Cupid's shooting darts,
or fits and starts, or fits and starts?

How do we attain our life's dream?
Is it through gentleness or steam,
or maybe nefarious scheme?
What is the theme? What is the theme?...

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Sweet pain within the soul to be around peeps assorted…
Seems would never be filled with the heart unloved…

It makes no odds if I heed you with some desire…
Making a point I turn up to be a dark outsider…

Unalike way you would understand the untold tale…
I certitude your heart not to be cold as “storm hail”…

In fits and starts you go ahead like you care…
No matter if your love for me is sham or sincere…

By - Gautam
Dated on – 11th Oct 2015...

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You come to me in fits and starts

Partly holding your golden hair

Then you back off like an engine torn apart

 

Bowing out because I wont back down

To your posse conditions

And the jealousy of your lover

 

We exchanged words called devotion

Love danging by the throat

And marched along in tongue tension

 

Still you tight rope your heart

Unable to make a decision, you hold apart

 

But all is forever laid bare

To live through love without a care...

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The day is brilliant with sunlight,
songbirds serenade the season,
maples sway to music of the spheres
melodies only they can hear.
Cabbage whites flutter and flit
above and about, everywhere;
A Lion’s tooth unaware it’s
a weed shares a bed with tulips.
Within this harmony of spheres
I too feel its rhapsodic pulse-
A lover of nature’s impulse
to capture this temporal scene
as I do now by fits and starts
with measured words and golden mean....

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Welcome back, my son
To the family bosom
Where in fits and starts fun
Extracted you for seasons without reason

That tore the family fabric
With a yawning gap
Which no trick
Whatever its map

Could relieve
As family pain and strain
Could give
No respite in the main

Regardless of postures
Family embraced
Until your return new cultures
Consolation stressed

In smiles for miles
Soothing the void
Created in styles
Both you and family could in future avoid....

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At breakfast at the B&B
Four couples shared the meal.
For those who like their privacy,
That may not quite appeal.

Yet conversation did take place,
At least in fits and starts
And everyone made nice,
Nobody throwing any darts.

As different as we were, though,
We shared stories and some laughs,
With no one talking politics
Or making any gaffes.

Once plates were cleared, we headed out
And wished each other well,
A pleasant breakfast for us all,
As far as I could tell....

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