Short Hastened Poems
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Her last glance
Hastened
My last supper.
Intense,
Fascinating, and
Fascinated
By life and the agony of the harper.
Hazy headstrong Henry hesitated to hide his hilarity
Hindering his healthy hopeful humanitarian habits
Helping to enhance Harry Hippo who hastened
Heartfelt harmony hearing headstrong Henry
The skies are grey but here's what I say
It's five in the morning, the sun's hours away
Need show some patience
It can't be hastened
Just keep feeling tickley while riding your sleigh
heavily haggard Helena’s haphazard hilarity of harmony
homogenized her humble habitat, in no way hampering her
humanitarian handicap. Hazy harshness hastened
a heartening of her highness’s high hopes for humanity.
In a vecranom of situations we think we can get control
But we must have the clearest of sight to receive what we must know
We allow a mundane moment to define our way
But we hastened our desire so that we may one day escape.
the sun descended when you left
the moon bereft of its glow
the wind's blow scattering leaves
suddenly we ceased to speak
the bleakness of each morning
continued pouring teardrops
years were the wasted days
hastened only by sleep
a heap of misunderstandings
7-4-2022
Emotion & feelings,active, no longer passing fads of intervening years. A latter day passion,now fading from view along the different path I now stride. Hastened by love,poignant,as a moth to a flame to paraphrase a truth. Willing to take a risk,each aspect leaves its mark as sunlight upon the mundane.
I love the break of a new day
Despite the disheartening fact
That yesterday I may have lost the way;
I'll never let past regrets abduct
What the future for me labors to create;
I'll instead for days of relief wait,
Even though they may seem to tarry
And the approach of strife appear to be in a hastened hurry!
Chronology
Another solar journey hastened by.
Fading vestiges of the setting sun
Handed his scepter to the moonlit sky,
Signaling night's reign had begun.
The ceremony was repeated, in reverse.
Midnight's veil seemed hardly drawn
When sounded a rooster's crowing curse.
Ebony night kneeled to a golden dawn.
TYNEWALD
This IS the darkest time,
This IS the darkest day,
When men fell,
When women pray;
THIS is the darkest time,
THIS is the darkest day,
When unlived eyes close,
When unborn stillness pause,
The breath;
Changing particles of grey,
To hastened Death.
This is THE darkest time,
This is THE darkest day.
I Am Hospitalized
I injured my brain
and broke my arm
while I was writing a poem.
I used a wrong hand
to carry a burdensome pen.
Its ink flooded my book
whilst blood hastened from my forehead.
As I suffered from crowded ideas
that exploded my head.
I will never vacate from poetry
until I am restored.
Drencho POET Loads
Seagulls cast aquarium swirls
Translucent panacea coats the day
Cloudy church ammonites lear
A child within a Man
has choices to make
he is hastened by the wind
Cold Waterfalls
with Autumn Wheat chaff
Put your best foot forward
Unwrap your plans
To touch the earth
and see the fathoms glow
Avert your glance
to the unsprung mile
Frozen, crystallized, jagged
glacier ice travels
toward freedom
toward the sea
a thunderous crash
ice shelves splash
calving free
falling into the sea
tenacious waves
appease serrated edges
rolling over but not dead
ice drifts with the sea
radiant in the sun
marbleized white and blue
dissolve in the warmer currents
death hastened by the sea.
Astonished seeing wisdom in one so young,
we hastened to correct parallax of sight,
for did not this soul slowly climb rung by rung,
the ladder of wisdom, now at zenith height?
Our fault line is that we look at outer form,
whilst the soul within has faced many a storm,
life after life, reborn again and again,
revealing a gem that is now free from stain.
So strong and abrupt an ancient race
With lusts and sins they raided this place
These men of OLE, few say did see
The sons of angels, no choice to be
Who were these men? A flash of light!
These giants of men who hastened man's plight
A mutant race, a mule of men
A hybrid race, born of sin
Who were these souls of flesh and skin?
A flash of light! The Nephilim.
The blue curtain falls. Shut the pink sky.
The red hibiscus closes its eye.
Moonlight rest bright,
blanket my snow.
All the days I’ve watched turn.
Every moment I have let go.
Time may be quick, but I have hastened my step.
Tomorrow I will be on the starting line.
So fall night,
cease tight.
Wrap your veil around my life,
Till the yellow dawn of a new day.
While the sun was slipping away
You left me
With a gifted moment
A moment that lessened fears
Yet hastened tears
A moment that spoke to me
Yet set you free
A moment that caressed my heart
Yet put apart
A moment that fostered giving
Yet nurtured living
A moment that clarified a decision
Yet cleared my vision
While the sun was slipping away
You left me
With a gifted moment
orange, gold and red,
like sparkling gems on queen’s crown~
mother earth in sheen
gaudy leaves blown down,
lie in heaps before they fade~
burning tongues of fire
laid under our feet,
autumn leaves of varied hue~
a neat patchwork quilt.
dry leaves fly about,
hastened by autumnal breeze~
journey to the grave
gently laid to rest,
on nature’s warm breast.
I recall the yelling but silent voice of winter
that broken December when the lights from
lanterns shot up from their wicks with the
fading strength of departing glows abroad.
Twilights hastened through the spine of
receding days, halting the approach of a
wayward Christmas.
The wilderness around us yielded froths from a
puking snowstorm,
fastening laces of Hell with strings of abundant
sleet.
I recall the yelling but silent voice of winter
that broken December when the lights from
lanterns shot up from their wicks with the
fading strength of departing glows abroad.
Twilights hastened through the spine of
receding days, halting the approach of a
wayward Christmas.
The wilderness around us yielded froths from a
puking snowstorm,
fastening laces of Hell with strings of abundant
sleet.
Emotion & feelings,active, no
longer passing fads of intervening years.
A latter day passion,now fading from
view along a different path I now stride.
Hastened by love,poignant,as a moth
to a flame to paraphrase a truth.Willing
to take a risk,each aspect leaves its mark
as sunlight upon the mundane.
phrasis from my 2007-9 PS blogs
Hear me recite this phrasis on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
The mind is hastened forth by
By the redolent sentimentality
Of the idea of heart,
While the soul languishes
Within the detritus of society
And every mention of God
Flows freely as vomit
Out from the guts of pontifs
Expousing the virtue of
Their enlightened experiences
In the trenches of the common wealth,
And devouring their own ability
To know you and me.
Take it away from them!
Give it to us!
Since risen dawn, clouds have been drifting in,
shifting their shapes, swimming above the sea.
There seems to be a whale waving her dorsal fin
My accolades to the moon's power sung in apogee
There are tiny rivulets where starfish cannot hide
Sea worms wiggling, trying to inch their way home
Nothing escapes the hastened withdrawal of low tide
leaving treasures to discover on this morning as I roam
Autumn leaves
splash across the earth
with colors from Monet’s palette
hastened by the chilling winds
Autumn leaves
litter paths through woods
redolent of musky-sweet smells
accented by sugar-cone crystals
Autumn leaves
shake and scatter day dreams
posing insatiable predilection
evoking cuddling and coddling
Autumn leaves
memories of those we’ve lost
those we’ve yet to meet
fall within our hearts
WORD OF THE DAY: ETHICS
Science and Engineering have benefitted immensely from PHYSICS
Another major concept that has hastened aeronautics is KINETICS
But science is itself a noble profession with its values and ETHICS
Scientists are neither known for oratory prowess nor PHONETICS
Yet they have produced drugs that are as effective as ANESTHETICS
All these and many more were attained with or without AESTHETICS
© Wole Popoola 2016