Short Hotly Poems

The moon shines hotly
So alive inside Dammam
Everyone's sweating....

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HOT AND THIRSTY Cool hope - A Haiku

hotly summertime
suddenly cool hope drinking
watching the ice tea

hot thirst summertime
a more, quint thirst tea drinking
at the old cold glass



4/22/19

Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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It's 42 Degree Centigrade. The moon
      shines hotly in Dammam.
Indians and Filipinos bathe
      in soak of sweats.
Grinding their teeth
      of desolation and contemplation.
One thought of going
      the other is still
In dilemma of decision....

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Come closer my love
softly
swiftly
tease me
seize me.

Feel me my love
hotly
truly
want me
haunt me.

Love me my love
madly
deeply
touch me
clutch me.

Hear me my love
clearly
dearly
take me
break me.


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winter releases 
her hold so reluctantly
as cold leaves the land


spring bustles on in
tender buds burst into life
clothing all in green


summer days hotly
stir breeze of aromatic
scents around garden


Autumn slowly drifts
in, lush ripened harvest
fills barns to roof top...

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You are to me petal soft 
deeply blossoming scarlet rose 
so beautiful within song

Growing within life's Orchard 
One bite cherries burst flavour
fruity inside the kiss held

Where the sunsets born hotly

Loving golden butterflies 
begin to warmly waltz up
inside a heartbeats skip pure...

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I move to a new place – 
from the desert of me
to the oasis; from the 
valleys I have seeded
to the peaks I have 
learned – though they
blossom when we shower
in our droughts hotly 
burn – 

“No substitute for God's
word!” said the Dove
to the Phoenix, both far wiser

than any chirping garden
bird –...

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morning pearl 
has broken 
upon the ground
firing kisses 
splashing upon life 
all over salted
hotly pressed deeply

striking like bullets
from the deepest chambers
landing hot
softly upon lips
good morning
sun shining dew
with angelic tears
divine love 

falling upon
this earth
your grace
sweet beautiful love

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Set stars, glaz, Passion, 
in eye thru mid nite, air,
Generating, chemistry,

A Mountains roar, climb
Among soft pillows, cloud,
Bursting orange- fire, flame,

Streams fluently,A rivers flow,
To engage, on high, vent,
I breath, hotly thru the sun,

Continue sly boils my, heated,
Desire, to engage, everything,
About you, with the touch of my lips.....

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A farewell never passed
Our valediction lost to the winds
A lifetime of rage and anguish
Flowing hotly upon the detriment
And breaching.
Though not without conflict
It is under the shadow of war
Within these shattered burnt ruins 
Remains the anguish
Of sixty three years
A recollection that seeps into the void
Of my spirit
Haunting my sleep…...

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Plight plays pretty prose
Deed defies dense dose
Clever charms coast close


Love leaves legacy
Meet most minds motley
Hell hurls hurts hotly

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Fire frees form fleeting
Measure moves meeting
Succinct self seeking


Love lifts life lofty
Laughter loves loosely
Live language lovely

~~~~~~~~~



Leon Enriquez
22 March 2015
Singapore...

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Today now Slow, sunny summer here 
Scrumpy, sweaty summer here 
at last
Smooth, slippery summer here 
scorching 
Sad, super summer here 
dressed after spring
Sexy, smelly summer here 
Scorching, slender summer here 
Sultry, stunning  Southern, smart  summer here 
Strong summer here 
New day hotly summer 

6/20/20
WRITTEN WORDS BY James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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O lovers moon, hearken unto me
that thou might no longer assail me
with thy cool light
that light which burns hotly upon old 
scars and nearly forgotten dreams
a light whose pale glow shines brightly
upon the emptiness which is my life

I pray thee hearken unto me O moon
let thy light be dimmed and thy fires quenched
that I might be hidden from the world
 and it from me....

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Apples ripen pink, hotly blushing,
though the ardent yellow sun grows faint;
blackbirds sucking soft honeyed sweetness.
like babies at breast, show no restraint.

Mellow ripeness splays rich-toned color;
the trees raise scarlet armed applause.
Red-brown and gray, small creatures hurry
stowing provisions for winter's pause.

Copyright, September 1, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson...

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we walk the Pier, hand in hand
holding tightly, fingers clasped
bumping shoulders, bumping hips
connecting sweetly just like this

sun shines hotly on our faces
memories new, engaging all
walking, talking, getting to know
everything new, along we go

the morning winds down, time to part
one long kiss as we depart
before I get a few feet away
I get a text saying "a perfect day"...

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When silence speaks
Nothing is heard.
Our breathe is a like a secret
Window, hotly working.
You squinting at a friend and
Trying not to giggle.
Or writing long exams in a room
With circling graphite,
Scantron sheet after scantron sheet.
Or in Mass,
The death knell of silliness,
Leave or lose your wind bag.
Or in your mind,
Be still your mind.
This is the fifteenth line.
Please be still your mind....

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The ghost in the hillside
hotly feared in the village
came in carrying her child
the only breast long and white
fell rolling on the floor
her child struggling to pick
With one arm, one leg
she slapped the child
kicked back breast  to her chest
Caught in a tiny room, alone
there was no time to scream
no time to think creative escape
no time to pray to God
but to look on with begging eyes
and open mouth...

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Every despot dead or alive
looks is red pepper
each with own stool
a stool never shared

Every despot dead or alive
loves the golden stool
those who try to look at it
have their eyes burned

Any despot dead long ago,
lies in the grave alive,
holding the stool to the chest,
to deny contenders.

Every despot dead or alive,
goes to hell with the stool,
since it’s hotly debatable
if any can reach Heaven’s gates...

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Staring across 
a distant horizon
Into the setting sun 
Holding hands 
Blazing beauty 

Hotly sizzling flames 
Eyes melt the soul 
Capturing beautiful 
In flickering feelings 

It radiates warm 
In deep happiness 
A spark 
picked up ignites 

Blazing emotions 
Desire electrically charged 
I see before me 
A work of art 

In a masterpiece 
Craving more 
To be 
Alight 

Completely 
on 
fire

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Chiquitas' Forbidden Fantasy verse,

Passions flowing, incomplete,
hotly, warmly on its seat,
ovulations' grasping, 
fancys heat,
fires close and steaming, meet,
look out she's coming,
running feet,
run no more,
she's just too sweet ...  

Don Johnson 16-aug-11

I guess i have a penchant for emoting with passions verse n worse, 
while life seems incomplete: 
until the terse hearse sweet... 
carts away me body and me spirit's on his feet:) xo, Don...

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Beneath the coat of icing, buried wrinkles squeak;
My teeth at misleading mirror - hotly clatter,
While an uprooted tooth on lower jaw – bewails.
I swear, this corroded mirror, I will batter.


Rhyming scheme: ABCB  / 12 syllables in each line 

Oct. 8, 2020 
Rithimus Divisa 9 Poetry Contest 
Contest Sponsor: Gregory R Barden

Original poem: Decay Through Mirror 
Posted on Sept. 26, 2020 for the contest: Writing Challenge – Decay – Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France...

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THE    ICE    SHIP

The quay is free at last
Of ropes and boxes bound
For distant parts
For distant ports
Where warmer skies are found

Our cargo fills the hold
With hard won ice and snow
In markets sold
To offer cold
Where breezes hotly blow


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Note

Before fridges were invented,  rich people paid for ice to be bought 
to them in ice ships, which dug out chunks of polar ice caps and
 transported them to the markets of Europe and Africa....

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CHAINS ON CHANGES
What do i tell or deal
When we refuse to natural and real
When we only crave the artificial
Only we fail to note that it’s superficial

Nay! Come to your long lost senses
So that we can have at all odd defenses
I pray thee don’t allow your imagination
Be your forever regretted destination

Why allow the world to hotly rage
When we can actually free change from cage
If a free man don’t make a change surely those in chain
Alas! They are on the path would it be a gain or pain...

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Juicy, ripe cherries, still on the jade green trees,
In vibrant, orange sunshine, glinting at summer.
Blackberries winking, saffron noon hour of ease,
When rose strewn seconds, seem lost in slumber.

Fragrant, purple plums gleam hotly, very coveted,
Lustrous, wild raspberries, deeply red and purple,
Ruby red apples aglow, like fiery sun plummeted,
Until all are lost in darkness, 'neath stars eternal.

Written on 3/20/2023
For: A STRAND NO 1201 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand...

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