Short Hurly Burly Poems
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King of Hurly burly
sovereign of wrongdoings,
Shaman of harm,
relative of arrogance,
executioner of silence...
No more getting up too early
Brain half-fuzzy, bedroom whirly
Mood-a-combo: grumpy-surly
Boarding workday's hurly-burly
Thanks to virus, I sleep late
Linger long in bed and wait
'Til the clock strikes half-past-eight
My new workday sure is great
Seventy degrees
sunlight exudes joyfulness
bird song wafts in air
high spirited voice
uplifting excited day
greener than ever
flowers effloresce
happy congratulations
daffodils erect
glassy eyed chipmunk
chased off by brown grown squirrels
hurly burly way
chirping and trilling
a harsh bulldog’s deep croaking
cardinal preens in sun
gaunt ghost jolting
lusty lurch fermenting
felon higgledy-piggledy fostering
busted hurly-burly blistering
hoisted emotions hankering
strife strove, surging
damped death drooling
after ghost galloping
scared fate sobbing
at mystic margin:
pulpy pace shrinking
death met banshee
callous war's conceived
death feigning defeat.
19:12:12:08:56
In the purple smoky collaged sky
The birds swam home
on flaky water colours,
carrying his rainy perfume.
I prayed for this one night
He would evenly spray my garden,
Without the rumbling accompaniment
Of his hurly burly friend flashing
nightmarish psychedelic lights, but let
Little Sue dream with her angels in peace.
Balveen Cheema
September 15, 2015
Contest: Mixed Senses
Toipic: Evening
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
DOLCE FAR NIENTE
A gentle idleness, so well deserved
After the hurly-burly of a busy week
Assuming control to just switch off
Relax, and then raise a toast to sloth
It’s a long way down from the peak
This nothing time has been reserved
A welcome void of silent emptiness
Eyes closed, and all phones muted
Time to reflect on what I’ve built
Yet the prize is that I feel no guilt
A well-earned rest may be disputed
But to me it matters not, I confess