Short Glowers Poems

this endless rain
pains
like an idle
pent up bitch
gnawing away at sanity
grinding nerves
into digestible bits
this
this is not
nourishment...

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It has been snowing for four hours
Covering the grass and late flowers
The cats have become huge meowers
Blizzard showing full white powers
Delighting earth with snowflake showers
Ice brings shares of grimaces and glowers...

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Glowing gleaming pumpkin on a fancy autumn fence.
We watch him counting his money, dropping six pence.
He picks it up and glowers at us, causing a bit of offense.
I didn’t see that says a colleague, of course he’s rather dense....

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~The wave breaks
gently, caressing
over and over
it strokes
the rocky shore.
The shore
trembles
wet
ready
but mute.
The storm
glowers
angering the sea:
back-talk
leads to back
hands,
and the shore
maudlin
retreats.~...

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I have no style, just a nightgown I love.
Something as stylish as a garden glove.
One that should have been burned years ago.
I wear it daily, it is so grimy it has a glow.

It has a personality of a being who glowers.
It is big and bulky with enormous flowers.
It smells of chocolate, vanilla, onions and thyme.
It will be the last item in the rag pile in my life time....

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Visibility's dropped to near-zero
   Thermometer's plummeting too
Ocean tempest tossing and turning
   Spraying the nerves of the crew

Deck swabbed by torrential rain
   Passengers hunkered down below
Afternoon's slipped into deep shadows
   Danger's pulse glowers and grows...

Back on shore, weather's sunny
   Gentle breezes, calm and warm
Ignorance is sheerest bliss
   When it comes to cruel ocean storms...

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~The wave breaks
gently, caressing
over and over
it strokes
the rocky shore.
The shore
trembles
wet
ready
silvery
but mute.
The storm
glowers
angering the sea:
back-talk
leads to back
hands,
and the shore
maudlin
retreats.~

Large ~
boulders
break with the tides
of time, to slivered
shards all glistening wet.
golden in a new dawn
once whole now
 broken by the tide
still there's
beauty,
yet.~


*see about the poem...

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Autumn's call,
as leaves fall,
harkens cold winter's pall.

Autumn burns,
a leaf turns;
its rest it earns.

Autumn greets
old Winter's treats;
white snowfall in sheets.

Autumn sighs
at summer's demise,
heralds the geese's cries.

Autumn wakes;
arrival of snowflakes;
slushy mess it makes.

Autumn glowers,
awaiting snow's showers
and missing summer's flowers.

Autumn skies
are a prize,
as cold snow plies....

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One golden eye glowers, proud Poseidon deigns lift
the scored shards of malice where mere mortals sift.
Becalm unnerved waters, cleanse steel gray to green
before sanity shatters with one glimpse of this scene.
Surge forth healing rivers, bathe stunned souls to heal
Sweep clean filthy flotsam, let no grim grime congeal.
Stout salt of forbearance, restore what had once been
Sure embrace, stalwart prince, lest it happen again....

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Bill and Kate are wed and I wish them well
They are so in love far as I can tell
But they've got to learn so much
To evince that royal touch
So not from Queen Liz to catch 'oly 'ell

Wave as if screwing light bulbs in sockets
Billy keep your hands out of your pockets
Wear perpetual glowers
Never serve Liz Whiskey Sours
Zazas she likes for happy hour dockets

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved...

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Postman Pat and Fireman Sam,
Ballamory and Desperate Dan,
Thomas the Tank and Winnie the Pooh.

Hours of fun that entertain you.

Bob the Builder and Rolly Mo,
Rosie and Jim as they come and go
Georgie Shrinks and Tigger too.

These are the favourites that entertain you.

Little Red Tractor and Fifi Flower,
Dora the Explorer and the Troll that glowers,
Swiper the Fox and Lions in a zoo.

These are the things that entertain you....

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Just Coping
Written: by Tom Wright
4/20/2016

Advanced in years I’m singing no happy song,
From a plethora of problems that to others belong.
Seemingly that’s all it takes to begin my day badly,
To dismiss from my thoughts I’d do ever so gladly.

Awakened hours overflow with bothersome pain,
And things that I would, from these, I now abstain.
Pain plunders my sleep throughout darkened hours,
Altering my disposition, producing one of glowers;
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