Short Hoary Poems

Hoary oak.
Winter crowns all
who bows....

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Hoary head mountain
Craggy hard gray rock below
Melt oh snow soften...

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White hoary frost on
Ground crunches beneath my feet
Forsythia blooms...

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Burnished, bronze steeples
Early-Autumn, hoary frost
Blanching, falling leaves...

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rain forecast announced 
hoary cumulonimbus 
in the afternoon 














2-16-2016...

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dawn wore a red gown
hoary topped old man hill ....
iced birdbath skate rink     ...

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Poring over the holy books
  Hoary heads, stroking their beards

Calibrating ancient laws for 2022
  Eschewing payment, revered volunteers...

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Soothing scintillas
Do kiss an impuissant swain
In weird, wintry pain. 

England seems hoary--
Throttling cold untold lashes
The land of glory....

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  An orange fireball so new
Peeks around the naked trees
As seen through the window view
Beyond is hoary grass freeze
   


unfinis'...

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Alive
watching the dew
steam in the morning
sun
that hoary old frost
has met his match
scorched by the ice
the plants
warmed by the sun
bounce back
and rise....

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A quartered moon tortures the chill earth
tempts the night things.  Thinning shadows
glide through the hoary mist, shiver
in a distant fear of Sun's rise.

2/22/2020...

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Head of hoary hairs and deeply creased brow,
Do indicate
Traveled miles
Children
Live
And 
Carry
On his name.
A warm embrace
Bonds the two generations together.


Photo 3
November 27, 2020...

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weird hum in the sea
a floating human-less hump
a humpbacked whale
hungry and hunting
hurrying to hurl krill
hoary humpback heaves with happiness
heads home to retain place
as hermit of the High Seas...

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A stellar pathway:
No rain in the sky to douse 
the moons umbrella.

Hoary puffs racing 
through glowing rings, while she smokes:
Lunar reckoning.

Coconut palms wave
their sleek fronds in the high wind:
Long midnight goodbyes....

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Sound
depends
on the heart
where my truth lives
from alone mountain comes out as fountain;
Hoary smoke from the ice berg of red heart
where mind befriends
the wise pen
to write
Words


15.06.2020 Chattogram (Double Tetractys)...

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What is purpose?
When hoary whispers cascade,
turning sensuality to slush,

and within I freeze.

Each tender touch
cracks support;
cleaves the foundation,

so all I can do is shatter
into slivers of self,

then melt into absence....

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The lighting, it was over-bright,
Now vicar Johnson murdered lies.
In silver sword of blue-haired knight,
The lighting, it was over-bright,
Not one can strikes of such force fight,
For deeply in his hoary eyes,
The lighting, it was over-bright,
Now vicar Johnson murdered lies....

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Haikuish

Rain in end of June
I don`t mind it cools the land 
Unclutters the mind
Rain in end of June
Promises moderate times
Dogs do not yowl
The hoary oak smiles
Dust free and verdant leaves
Rain in end of June
No flies fly today
Sparrows sleep under roof tiles
Nests dry and cosy...

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While D.T.'s old image was bold
His weird rants seem hoary and cold
If campaign funds fade
The next asset trade
Is having Melania sold

Why would he throw away caution?
Seems like he’s got brain exhaustion
While human slave trade  
Appears retrograde
This artifice needs an auction

...

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She sings to me on morning sun
and shines her smiling face at me.
A child, through fields I used to run,
swimming sweeping waves like the sea.

Her eyes prismatic, a story
of temper and patience bereft,
of seeds that ripen and drop hoary,
like friends of old who came then left....

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The thorns have come for me
Her deadly flower walks
There's more for taking me
to deadly hallow docks

What once was gracing me
now trecherous goary blocks
When now I come to see
her hoary marry mocks

That now  I know to see
more caring fair-thee flocks
So all I love to see
is sparing tarry gawks...

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A deplorable state of vexing conditions,
A hoary head of scrambled positions
Struck with angst in makeshift decisions,
Entangled with Fate I see psychic Visions

You'd think it'd "click" when so often burned,
But beyond my Mind I feel "the pull"
Despite the Truths I've come to learn,
In turn I choose to be a Fool...

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It is fallacious to pretend 
we contrive to “become ourselves” 
when there’s no one to observe us.

Mere mice with conceits of grandeur 
prowling proud like cats in the night -
Hubris holds high its hoary head. 

We are ever just whom we are,
we can’t be more and can’t be less
until finally we are not.

...

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snow flakes fall to the earth
you close your eyes 
and your body floats 
up to heaven 
and all fall to earth

with the snow
and you scoop it up
and make snow men 
and snow women
which the sun melts 

and all fall to earth 
and the earth becomes one 
large hoary snow ball
until the next 
change in the fall...

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MYSTIC SPRING

A Methusalean warp,
In-and-out of body time,
When renewal seems to split.

Soul conceives a mystic pair,
One, atop, with fresh tulips
One neath a burial wreath

This dichotomy cries out,
One from cackling, mortal fear
Unknown dimension other

But allow those sunbirds sing
Gather new thy hoary self
And accept this mystic spring...

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