Short Fretfully Poems
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High strung tight heart strings
A shy chord of melody
Fretfully slowly thrummed
To express the feelings and fears of new young lovers
in the context of musicly blended notes
within the haiku rules of conduct
Be still, my love...I whisper steadily...
The predator is out to kill...hush now!
Don't scream in pain...resist it or we'll suffer intensely...
Get ready...my dove...I shout fearlessly...
The hawk will snatch you with a thrill...be brave now!
Don't unleash your fear or we'll be mourning fretfully...
On Merit alone, I could swallow the World,
But lethargy, 'tis all I've conducted
My Rage itself, could darken the sky
(Feel me explode, like a volcano erupted!)
To my Failures, fretfully chained
(The effects of the drugs, they've activated)
Senses enhanced, perspectives changed,
And new Revelations to be contemplated...
The Rainmaker
l sat with anxious desires
looking to the sky for solace
humming fretfully
Chanting eerily
aching and straining
Hailing for the drops
l am wailing and raving
as l stir a flame
swaying with the swirling smoke
l am shivering amidst this trial
cloaking my shame
with the chilling wind
Cotton sleeps unsoundly,
Knowing many hands are there to pick it--
Many scarred hands that roam
The fluffy fields at the crack of dawn.
Cotton gets anxious
When sunlight wakes the morn.
Cotton smells the coffee brewing
And fidgets fretfully
At the thought of brown
Blood stained hands.
Cotton meets its death
In sacks slung around
Poor men’s shoulders.
In France, on Friday the fourteenth of February a famous French family flamed fires in a faulty fireplace causing a frightening fire. Fresco street friends fretfully watched as fifty fabulous firemen fought furiously the ferocious flashing flames. Finally, at four o'clock in the afternoon the fatigued firemen finished fighting the frightening flames and the filthy firetrucks fled off to the fire station.
The dark skirts of the night rise up,
dawn's ankles appear as pale as pearls.
Some have spoken of the Goddess,
hailed the coming of Her light.
Sometimes,
as the sun crests a yet unseen horizon
I feel her enfolding arms - sense
the perfume of Her early flowering.
Other's toss and turn fretfully,
but those who invite Her in
fall in love,
they lay still and self-empty,
allow Her
Her next moves.
Friendly Fall Follows
Fretfully Finding Fulsome
Frolicking Fellows Frantic For
Fraternal Fiendish Favors
Full From Fallow Flavored Fancies
Fitting Free Falling Follies
Fallaciously Fanatically Fuller
Fine Frocks Forwardly Flatly
Forever Fatter Fettered Fools
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