Short Growths Poems
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Cut the cancer,
Lance the boil,
Oil the rash,
Gash the unnatural growths
Inside your soul.
And splash on sentiment, afterward:
Cheap antiseptic, but it won’t sting.
erect climbing n trailing
serrated edges of budding
love /deciduous wind
pollinates /epidermal out growths
sickle shaped hooks of torture
vestigial flicker of delight
browsing at the end of a meadow
Form:
Alternate scenic world's
Stupendous landscapes.
Grass-lain, gazing up to!
Tallest of growths through!
All our wishing, dreaming
What floaty, cloudy
Is tinted with; morns, eves.
Bright its trace soul leaves!
There once was this witch with a massive beard
Her suitors loved it, which sounds kind of weird
She did have a razor
But preferred a laser
And would slice wildly if large growths appeared
By
David Kavanagh
Fleshy stems
Pointed thorns
No leaves
Watery stems
Jelly-like
Abundant growths
Piled up like a statue
Prickly thorns
Weapons for the invaders
Flowers only emerge in old age
A stunt surprise
For men's ignorance
Who are a land king
But not a desert king
Today is the day I've been longing for
The day good things came together
The day of first steps,and shrinking growths
You could have knocked me down with a feather
A day when our dreams look like coming true
A wonderful time for me and you
A time for miracles and love without end
I'll love you forever my darling,my friend
The banks along the river control the flow
each depositor deposits sediments of sentiments
sharing wealth of journeys winding endurance....
every gurgling ripple along with tumbling stone
light sounds forecasting future growths continuation,
as the water's song endear us.....
....waters nourishment adheres us,
into crystaline forms from carbon copy,
..........awaiting final polishing effect......
After a rainy night,
The sun rose shining bright.
Tree leaves coruscated,
And luxuriant turf covered the vale.
How sweet the grass so full of dew.
Birds left their nooks,
Twittering around the skies
How dazzling the vale
Reflecting a glorious sight.
A small rill tumbled down
The rugged hill tumbling over smooth pebbles.
Mossy growths sparkled
With ferns and silverweed now sprouted new.
Snow drifts buoyant on the breeze downy
like a dandelion seed touching the cheek of dawn delicately...
Endless crystalline patterns of white grace
each hollow, cleft and limb formed in rose pink light..
Upon cold surfaces of glass or stone, snow glances
Up on the warmer growths of somnambulant grass it clings
a fusion of facets, a light Spring feeding for rising daffodils
each jade green spear engulfed in a pocket of white...
The Conference in Davos
Davos, men in classy suits, speak fluently
about the ills of the world-
They tell Greta she has to study economic
and coal will be phased out but slowly.
The young wonder why should they study
to get an excellent job in a multinational firm.
Davos, men in elegant suits, speak glibly
of growths, we don’t want more; we like less.
The young know this, we poor elderly too
and it is their future; those in silk suits fail to see.
someone shouldst say
where mom’s gone -
nay, say she can’t be gone!
badaiki return
mom return
mother of mothers
come to the homestead & see
the garden has out-growths
unkempt lie the mud-pots
cob-webs encase the clan -
mom whisper some words
lay down baskets of hope
for your children are empty -
you’ve rear’d ugly seed-yams
manifold beads of sorrow
hung on the eyes of our hearts
mother of mothers
we’re faint & bent & fallen
a broken wall we lie flat
where’s consolation?