Short Flawlessly Poems
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At first the thirst
For better for worst
Undying frustration.
How can I beat this thing?
A PERFECT poem, flawlessly created, a win.
out-dated
learned
patterns of
behaviors
brought
to the
surface
buttons
pushed so
flawlessly
unwittingly
explosion
emotional
fallout
forbiding forever forbes to fly forward flawlessly foruitously
falsely fascinated by five fools following fleetingly frantic
flipflops fervently and furiously.
faithful freedom frisks
flush fear fast flawlessly fly
forge fortify face
___~~~~~~~~__________~~~~~~~~~________
years of discipline
make this dance possible
they move like swans
I see their feathers
their toes must be contorted
distorted, destroyed
yet they move flawlessly
with an awesome beauty
Jewels from silver and white topaz storms adorn,
flawlessly winterize and brilliantly transform,
as frozen bling of delight and also concern
control our lives during winter's vivacious term.
Like crystal – that light shines flawlessly through -
were those eyes of yours - beautiful blue.
But now I visit you and see
from behind clouds you peer at me.
Oh, that I could pierce that haze,
restoring the radiance of your pellucid days.
Should this be the apex no i mean
point at whats my
flawlessly interlope
with a masterly
a man has a stroke mid stroke
soz just a
joking with
time tell him i will see him at the
end of the
partly partial
and s p a c i a l l y
inept
Oh sweet Maria, thou art fair;
from thy feet's sole to thy hair.
Nature flawlessly carved thy frame
like a dame of mythical fame.
Let me to thee my will submit,
whilst our magnetic gazes meet.
Let me a sweet serenade sing,
as I to thee fair roses bring.
Creativity enabled to flow fearlessly free
Fear allowed to flow flawlessly away
Coping is flavorful and strategically sways
Negative vibes are completely drained
Removal of what was permanently stained
The air cleansed following therapeutic rain
Childhood anecdotes
will always be flawlessly polished.
A journey defined by growth,
actions, and ambitions.
Mentorship marked by love,
wisdom, and faithfulness.
Fleeting reflections on a time
we can never reclaim.
My fair ladylove
How dare she saunters the halls
Taunting a man so graphically
She holds the very knowledge
That her figure is astonishing
It is to be concluded that she cherishes
Being the focus of my poems
She then exhibits herself quite flawlessly
Bearing equivocal fervor
There once was a man from Warsaw
Whose appearance was terribly flawed
A contorted face
His body a disgrace
People looking at him would guffaw
The wife of the man from Warsaw
Was positively perfect as I recall
Pretty as can be
Built quite flawlessly
The oddest couple that you ever saw
seemed to
have
wanted a
made to order
custom-made
tailor-made
ideal person
to be at beckon
call
an individual
who was
expected to
always
perfectly
faultlessly
flawlessly
give
emotional
feedback
randomly
at a drop of a hat
like some kind of
a physic mind reader
She is way too symmetrical to play the violin.
Her circles are even, there are no mistakes.
She is not a flexible thinker.
The arguments arrive on an hourly basis.
In notes, texts and emails.
Yet here she is, playing the violin flawlessly.
Which means hundreds of people do not know everything.
crystal cluster scintillate on etheric arm silvery
throned in centre I sit pert alert
observing galaxies glitter gloriously at golden gate
silent stars circling dance luminosities, flawlessly
ordained with eternal breath echoing eerie
I shake ringed jewels from cobalt space ~
true love's definition is you
at your peak, continuation and forever is flawlessly perfect
even at your lowest, you are just as beautiful to me
i wouldn't change a thing
i still would crown you Queen
no need to question the direction of my heart
for it is always walking in perfectly erect rhythm straight to the Heart of You....
Perfection,
One without mistakes,
Without regrets.
One without flaws.
I am not sure why it's a surprise
That I am none of these.
I am asked to be understanding, so I am.
But why must it be a one way street?
Why am I constantly being judged
By such a cruel, unattainable word?
Why am I expected
To be completely and flawlessly
Perfect.
Bogged down at a red light.
At Ascension cemetery and St. Mary's drive.
I gazed at a graveside service.
The mourners spaced few and far between.
Mostly in black and still as wet granite.
All were COVID-masked... properly.
The newly departed performed social distancing-flawlessly.
My prayer was answered when the light turned halo green.
MOSAIC
montage of squares shapes and broken
pieces
medley of colors reflect their individual
hues
mixture of distinctive well defined to
ambiguity
mapping fragments the artist crafts His
design
malevolence carefully chipped away
flawlessly
magnanimous with grace creates His
masterpiece
© October 2013—Kim van Breda
You have perfect skill.
Bringing everyone in the crowd to chill.
You make dancing seem so easy.
The way you move can catch everybody's eyes.
People know you will take home the prize.
Flawlessly impressing anybody.
No one thought this would befall.
We didn't want to make that call.
The hospital says you won't ever perform again.
2/24/2017
I’m standing solemnly contemplating
How ageing lighthouses independents
Have become Maritimes normality
With beacons becoming statutory
Now standing shimmering silhouetted
You’re shining flawlessly undemanding
The hopeful monument oblivious
To seamen’s abounding adorations
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
09.22.2014
Contest: The Lighthouse
Nette Onclaud
7th
Quick tornado in July
Where stardom shatters
Guide us as a guest
We grumble in the heat
Sprinkle droplets before they fly
Any brilliant visitor will be delighted
Regardless, it currently triumphs flawlessly
We appear as the ones who are solving
Have you grown tired of inconstancy?
Then, there is what lies ahead of us in reality
The wind is blowing hard
Red ants scuttle across the sand,
each, his purpose known,
all aware of what they must do -
they don't need to be shown.
Black ants, likewise, know their duties,
according to their ranks,
all performing flawlessly -
you can take that to the bank.
Yet, the cards that passed through my hand,
colored black and red,
played themselves, most randomly -
and I've lost all I had.
I have calluses on the inside of my body.
I am smooth and polished on the outside.
But once you peel away my cocoon, you will find cuts and bruises.
My intestines are knotted, tied in one big bow.
My bones are cracked and discolored.
my muscles are tangled and weak.
My brain has pins in it, i am someone's voodoo doll.
But no one will ever know, i hide it so flawlessly.