Short Furthest Poems
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we both are in
the same time
zone but it's
like being in
a large room
where you
are by the
furthest
window
and i'm
all the
way on
the other
side near
the door
Form:
Summer sunset the color of Red Roza peaches
Turning up memories from life's furthest reaches,
Of interludes and warm sunny beaches
Of love, simply love and all that it teaches.
Singing in shed furthest corner of yard; lights are on in room.
Smoking in shack furthest back from house, mind is lit and with it.
Nobody to witness me, overhear anything, nor complain.
Summer sunset the color of Red Roza peaches
Turning up memories from life's furthest reaches,
Of interludes and warm sunny beaches,
Of love, simply love and all that it teaches.
Once closer, that furthest
Away is in tone.
Urban-flashed and urban- buzzed
From the rustic one.
Linked but of this, a track.
And thin! And of mud!
Mother's call, late afternoons
Cow to which did scud!
That wall, friend, we leapt
Time's, fainter to stray
Naughtiest children bragged of!
Home; furthest away!
"Nothing of danger
Its hair-raising threat
But is, if stealthy and slow
With full consent met."
I shut my eyes acquainted with the night,
Moon-struck, I have out walked
The furthest city lights.
I have looked down the saddest good-bye.
Proclaimed, I should have loved the stars.
I feel my fate I have to go.
Far blown, furthest
As off your day
Tall-grassed do lie.
What drifts o'er as urgent matter
As fluff let fly.
At this sky's edge
Your world, as wide
In caring for!
What bangs on for priority
Cringe in no more.
All that for its world sensual
Tempted and tickled us
Was dangled a water into;
For naked leg's "ooh, ooh"!
Sounds and sights, furthest woman's
Enticed, excited by!
Friends' hands alone, amusingly
Spun round of, dizzily.
I know I'm not the best person out here- far from it really,
Not to be optimistic but I'm probably the furthest thing,
I have so many flaws they're classified as normalities,
And I can't do anything about it- it's how I was made to be
Sail
open
on the boat
ready to cross
the furthest oceans
to discover
you and me
to love
us
SPIDERS
watch your step
when the widow comes along
she with a reddish hour glass
if you’re bit
time could run out
at furthest limits
of what god assigns infinity
his patient spider
is star-spinning
star-spinning away
Dave Austin
All of its nonsense does end here.
World's. Its furthest blown point.
Murky but deathly stilled water's
Of tranquil acceptance.
Even so, which glory, gold leafed
By what hangs and spooks round
Spreads, for ghosts of disillusionment
Cursed sounds. In abundance!
Ample is the rising sun
That alights the furthest mountain –
A carmine drape upon every hill –
Exciting the birds to warble.
Ample, too, is the evening sun
That paints a nebulous curtain –
Quickly changing the palette until
Bringing the good day to shutter.
Slip into night,
Rather than a flight,
Destiny,
Rests in me,
And the world around,
Is so very unsound,
I beseech,
The furthest reach,
To cradle me home,
Rather than roam,
The dark,
Hear a lark,
Sing,
I’ll bring,
The world a light,
It only seems right,
Among the decay,
I feel today.
Friend
He’s a friend of a friend of a friend
Who did not know a friend at the bend
He’s a friend of a friend of a friend
Who, at the furthest friendship end,
Had, lurking by, a heinous fiend
Heinous friend clothed like a saint
With fast peeling holy paint!
JM
5th February 2014
Hyperactive child
Furthest from mild
Behaviors often wild
Not meant to be exiled
Comedian keeps me beguiled
Little charmer as he smiled
Attention span not often locked in and dialed
Fiery spirit not meant to be filed
Hearts energy is fully compiled
With oodles of love for my sweet and sour wild child
We never dated,
part of me knew we never would, but I still waited,
you were my furthest dream, my largest hope, I missed you the most when I realised I couldn’t go home, home was within you,
home was beyond my furthest of reach, yet no matter where I go, it will forever remain your name I preach.
The promise of always
lies arrogant before the heavens;
the magnitude of the cosmos,
the multitude of stars rising, falling -
a constancy, as if I'd ne'er existed.
And every desire, save this one,
every relationship, save this one,
leads hearts to grow accustomed
to the furthest of places,
save this one - always
Sound waves bounce
off of the furthest stars,
bent and grotesque--
like swirling tornadoes.
I have heard the sounds
coming to me like music
much bigger than the sky
which we all see above us.
Chaos is not music...
It is not what I've come here for.
My heartbeat is within the words,
while my song bounces off the door.
At the furthest bank
This river flows
I dip my trembling toes
The highest cloud
I’ve yet to reach
I sit and then I eat
The horizon
Won’t yet soon evade
And then I’ll sit beneath its shade
Rationed
Stretched thin
One drop of margarine
On burnt white bread
In the darkest cave
I’ve dared to dwell
I cry and scream at hell
From the deepest part of my soul
From the furthest part of my heart
If motherhood is my role
What is it that I am breaking apart?
Answering the question
Without understanding the meaning
Couldn't bring no action
Wouldn't catch the feeling.
As I look all around
As I glance far ahead
It is all about sound
No peace allowed in my head.
How do I reach for something unreachable?
When guardian angels are tangled in harps of silent strings.
There are billions grasping in this same darkness.
In the blackest corner of the furthest stars.
What happened to all the dreams?
Of the ancients and the unborn beings.
Floating helpless in the endless ink.
Of an endless eight-ball ricochet.
Poison ginger jars,
Filled with white pills,
Sticks of Smokey tar,
While obsession over spills,
wondering like a star,
as you continually kill,
Jars at local bars,
And yet you casually still,
Drive your late night car,
A life furthest from filled,
Drifting reckless and far
You have lost your living will.
By; Sabina Nicole
written:1-20-12
contest: jar
All the fragile
Never ask the fate of courage
That whisper in whims
Abundance aspire and speaks
Apure voice summon a silent song
Revere then in furthest comforts
Fragrance spread all spring wind
Infant shades share rays bliss
Swear on the unfathomed wings
That never perish in peril
Let then dry in waste
Flourish usher without consent
raihan parag