Short Glinted Poems

The ground glinted with grease
My feet threatened to slip
But I didn't move

People pushed me from behind
I could've fallen over
But I didn't move

The world was ending
I wanted to run
But I didn't move

I should've
I couldn't
I wouldn't

I didn't...

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There was poetry in her deliverance
 as she was swathed by butterflies,
whilst cosmoses glinted 'tween
tranquil transcendency furthermost
harmoniously fluttered reminisces


like a flower gently unfolding,

flourishing a deeper kinda nectar...

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A Leonine Moment 

Yellow lion teeth like petals of love 
I picked in the green savannah grass,
it had just stopped raining and pearls, 
as glass bead around a child´s neck, 
glinted in the sun that had been hiding
behind rain pregnant clouds, thunder 
and lightening; far away I heard
a lion roar, inconsolable was its loss....

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Forever have your name engraved,
Un-eroding, infinately imprinted.
Ice cold track, a final grave,
Forever have your name engraved,
Raised her eyes then knelt and prayed.
Beneath her weight, the deathbed glinted,
Forever have your name engraved,
Un-eroding, infinately imprinted. 


Jodie Williams for
Nette's In the Afterglow contest
7 Aug 2011...

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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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Was Not Intended

Was not intended
When my endeavored ended
Rules were amended
Into air blended
Casket cemented
She had consented
Car door was dented
My eyes had glinted
Answer was hinted
Not oriented
I had relented
Vessels were stinted
Ended up suspended
Room was well-vented.

You get to pick out last one you
want for last line. Jim Horn...

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The sky was blue today.
Sun light glinted on my eye lids and bare stretching branches.
Along the railway embankment, though it is early spring,
the spindly matted trees, silhouetted against the cloudless sky,
glistened a golden russet red.
Melodious song rung out from the hedgerows and,
as I walked,
the wind caressed my face.
Today the sky was blue and nature held my heavy heart
in her tender warm embrace....

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A
     lone
     bird
 high
on sky
flies in
glee on the speckled spread of
blue through the shiny fringes of the
glinted clouds of deepening dusk toward
twilight horizon making the radiant
rainbow in rain soaked firmament
ushering the night to fall slowly 
opening starry sky
bird returns
to the  
nest to
the warm
embrace of
mate waiting
dreams on wings

December 19, 2018...

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Thinking of day you were born still brings tears to my eyes. I was in a most unhappy marriage of my own making. Two beautiful girls preceded you, bringing me much joy, but you pulled at my heart strings and glinted in my eye. As you lay on my body once born, you looked up at me and sort of smiled. My little missing puzzle piece.

purest love is born
    in physical form today
        in the shape of you


30/09/2019...

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Crystal kingdom shining bright
holding vigil through the night.

Crystal province over dale
beyond the wide sunny vale.

Crystal armies command the eve
sentinels to all they cleave.

Crystal empire glinted glare
icy soldiers stop and stare.

Crystal forces hold the line
sunshine coming soon to shine.

Crystal troops retreating gone
vanquished by the wintry dawn.


(click on the pic to preview my poetry book!)...

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Every fragile flower
Weaves a different sense of power
But the old gardener 
His hands and fingers soil stained
Wears the same disguise
Over his disdain for the poor and trodden mass
The beleagured hair in relentless hands
The squirming bodies bruised and broken
The trying cross of love despised
They gathered the ignorant and stygmatized
And while sun glinted on shiny coffles
The wine cup is poured
To feast the figment of a frazzled mind....

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This morn' I watched a coin be tossed into the sea,

Glittering and goading of all things merry!

It sang the sweetest song in the moments as it glinted and flew,

It made me smile awhile in soft sincere reminder of you.

Then it sank in somber waning song to the bottom of the ocean floor,

I can't help but wish I'd heard a heartful or a hundred more.

And so I wept a good sum once again today,

Over the coin that fell into the bay!

-end-...

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A spindling sun stream on bough's cloak spun
Melange of orange, yellow, red on foliage doth billow
Decadent Umbrella wields fluorescent shield o'er barren 
fields
Glinted blades colorful shades heighten
Bright-cherry, Oak leaf gloss doth floss
Purple haze of each Sweet Gum lobe doth tase
Yellow fringes on White Oak fingers waxes with gilding 
syringe
Orange Marmalade, Maple stars varnished with tinseling 
spade
Blue Beech crusted folds dusted with a brackish rust...

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Strange magic occurs in storms of glinted fog and floating sand--
It is this haunt of time and assurance that we find ourselves,
As: Paranoia peaks into blood, seeping through a concrete cafe.
A broken memory and then the muscle of marble
And here in this corner: Time's warped pride.

Her liquid and dust 
Our smile and laugh--and our hopeless alternative
To usher in the shadow of print--divinity's backside.
And so we begin again the love and the darkness....

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Washed the roundish rock off in the pond.
Metallic sizzle smell came from her center.
Reminding me of a sauna’s fragrance.

Mica and feldspar glinted under the water.
I lift her out and sense a metallic scent.
Instantly visualizing iron on a rainy day.

Memories flood my brain
Other rocks collected and cherished
Thrown out by a prissy mother

Another treasure! I dunk her into the gentle water.
Next to miniscule minnows
She comes out smelling like rain....

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The playground hadn’t opened;
The sun had yet to rise
And many might think walking
In the dark would not be wise.

A mist hung by the river,
A tugboat pulled a barge;
The cars inched down the F.D.R.,
Their headlights looming large.

The puddles, partly hidden,
Glinted dully in the gloom,
Soon to saturate some sneakers
Not expecting them to loom.

It was magic to be walking;
The few others I did see
Were the regulars who love
Their early exercise, like me....

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Lost my equilibrium amidst
 an utterly ethereal seduction,
ascending  glinted stratospheres 
'tween reciprocally magnetic forces,
beyond constellations' obscure vapors,
whilst breathlessly infatuated moons
softly whispered destinies' avowal to
surrender otherworldly ventured sighs...
 
I want to be the impetus
furthermost your gravity...


CONTEST 225 - sponsored by Brian Strand




inspired by Sara Bareilles "Gravity"...

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