Short Hastily Poems

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Premium Member Hearting Haults-

~Those honest hideous hearts heartlessly hesitate hastily haunts~


12/20/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020


Misguided Cartography

Looking at the stars
We play life's cartographers
Hastily naming
Which ones we're meant to follow
And which to pass in wonder
Form: Tanka

Premium Member When I Was Weaker

Years hastily pass
As I ponder as to why
Never had sound mind
Enough to remain more tough
Than those years which were so rough.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Volume

A new book
seal broken
virgin page.

Hastily
scrawled in red
volume loud

the word SAVE.
Now slowly
close cover.




Tricube
Form: Other

The Foolish Prankster

Prankster impulsive and brazenly,
put his foot out tripping too hastily,
Arnie in pursuit,
fool messing his suit,
last words heard; "hasta la vista baby!"
Form: Limerick


May Cause Drowsiness

Sleepily, quite tiredly,
Tranquilly and languidly,
Wearily yet hastily-
Bowing to his Majesty
But less concerned and further burned
In all these tales of tragedy
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Indifference

INDIFFERENCE



Battered by the hurricane of your
Indifference
My heart, hastily took refuge         
Into
The harbor of solitude! 



© Demetrios Trifiatis
16 SEPTEMBER 2013
Form: Epigram

Premium Member A Strange Accusation

I bootstrap bobcat , was hastily enlisting a badmouth bystander to hound the tiddley hippies into fiendish fluster ?


(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 7–13, 2026)

Premium Member Your Coming

As I saw you coming,
A smile dared walk hastily across
My lips, 
Erasing thus, in its passage, the grim 
Imprints 
Caused by your aching absence.
   

© Demetrios Trifiatis
   27 APRIL 2013
Form: Epigram

Premium Member Laughing Showers

dripping hastily with wet, laughing whispers rain silences grief Lets get creative with haiku poetry contest Sponsored by: Constance La France March 19, 2021
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Delicate Fair Lady

delicate and pretty
lacy with ribbons
shy sky blue orbs
hastily look away

she is as lovely as the sea
and probably twice as dangerous
he cannot take his eyes off her
bonnet curls are beautiful, probably soft
love harkens

Premium Member Handsome Harry and Hayseed Hank Handle Honey

handsome Harry hastily harnessed hazardous hayseed Hank
heightening his hellish heebie-jeebies.
Hank helped Harry handle hordes of high-spirited hitchhikers
heaping a hodgepodge of hocus pocus on Honey,
Hannibal’s handsomest hog

Premium Member This Space To Let

"We need more space," you voiced.

"This space to let."
The notice hastily scrawled
childlike on an index card
glimpsed in the co-op window
passed by quickly; 
rain staining a new coat,
reminded me;

I had heard and not heard.

Premium Member Hoping Hope-

Hoping helps horribly
the hoping happens hopefully

the hoping hesitates hastily
the helpful hope hoping helps has hurriedly

Holds hoping handles hurtfully
the hoping heartens happily


6/9/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©

Not To Me Death Not To Me

How ca I retire
So soon ?
How can I rest
Hastily ?
I am not drowsy
Nor am I fatigued.
I dictate
Stubbornly
To silence death
I resist
To escape the doom.
Away from the grave
I vamoose
Away from the edge
I  whizz. 

Drencho POET Loads.
Form: Narrative

Premium Member One Christmas, Death Showed Up

One Christmas, death showed up
To rip the bonds apart
And they, who were stunned -
Said their good-byes
Hastily at the tomb.

That same Christmas -
Another family opened their arms
To a transfigured man
Who wiped his eyes
And ushered him home.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Hopes Hopefully-

humble hope hears hopefully
hope happens happily


happy hope helps hopefully
hope holds hastily
helpful hope handles hurriedly
hard hope hits hurtfully

humble- humble hope hears hopefully


2/27/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2020©

Delirium

Delirium delves deeply
Deeply dense
Derivatively dying
Dancing deliriously
Driving deeply densely

Happily hastily 
Honeyed homeliness

Lying loneliness
Levitating loveliness

Delirium doubly
Dealing deftly deathly
Deeply delving deliriously.
© Ed Farolan  Create an image from this poem.

Sleeping In Souls

Sleeping in Souls


Frightened thought image,
   scared of the unknown.
Perception by envisioning,
   evil eyes of stone.

Reaction chose hastily,
   panicked stress whispered ear.
Garnished Souls devour darkness,
   lying next to you right here...
Form: Rhyme

Dirty Money

Dirty money like an ice cube in parched hand hastily fades.


Proverbial Monoku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Carol Connell
September 01, 2018
   Proverbs 10:16 (NIV)
     The wages of the righteous is life, but the earnings of the wicked are sin and death.
Form: Monoku

Womanhood

An Era races towards me
My age, likewise, advances to meet her
Womanhood!

An epoch is come to me
I am with child
The child of my beloved

My heart throbs in sheer delight
I am in the family way

Months sail hastily
Along with my protruding stomach
Motherhood is near!

Hardened

Wind weathered dream severed
eyes hollow stare blankly out
rough seas washed away hopes
hardened hearts die
fragile souls cry
hastily built walls
stones tumble 
broken in a blackened sky
masses filter the catacombs
steeple's raise notice
dropping down suddenly
© Tim Smith  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member A Study In Dichotomy

The tumults of organized lives,
Often brings happiness and strife,
As we crawl hastily to our eminent demise,
Without birth there would be no life,
Without life there would be no death,
Without you there is no us,
Life appears to be,
A random state of organized chaos.

Premium Member A Story of Dichotomy

The tumults of organized lives
Often brings happiness but sadly, much strife
As we crawl hastily to our eminent demise
We realize without birth there is no life
Without life, there is no death
Without you, there is no us
Life appears to be
A random state of organized chaos

But Childhood Thou Wert

I knew not what thou really wert,
Until from me thou did part.
Tho' innocence was what thou meant,
But poor me—that, I hastily spent!

And now in these days of my youth,
I have come to know the truth:
That childhood thou simply wert,
All those years I had thee in my heart.
Form: Rhyme

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