Short Idling Poems

basking in the sun,

        idling maned predator,

                    the tawny terror....

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jersey cows grazing
idling summer days away
in greener pastures



posted on August 5, 2018...

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When someone
on the door of death
waving a hand of rescue
towards us
idling time away

Behold....

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idling
   a spare hour
planning
  her next
             buy
satisfying
    that feminine need-
of a  perpetual
            heart's cry...

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Idling in the rain
life bleeds an oily rainbow 
of pollutions blues 


©10/7/2018

contest – The Paint Movers
sponsor – Anthony Slausen...

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Certainly you'll need time to
           Break out of the life of
                   Nothing
                                Ventured!


Cynthia

Poetry In Motion...

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Like Mozart’s Cherubino, I know nothing of love
but I am waiting on the runway, idling like a jet
I am burning my composure
I am inviting trouble
I have hidden gifts
and a steely will...

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Life gone stagnant
Like an idling boat at sea
No beacon in sight
Just left to drift
To the whim of time
Let the winds blow
Let the currents push
The vessel of my existence
Anywhere but here...

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a
trio
of garcon-
idling far too
long

http://www.worldofstock.com/closeups/TED1423.php  

"klenkes" (the little finger )is the identification sign of former people of Aix-en chapelle/Aachen...

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~ Posterity May Not Understand ~
 
           Why I traipse five miles a day
              to whittle time away

            Idling in a safe daydream
              gazing at a listless stream...

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Whirling gently on the hilltops,
Idling lightly in the breeze,
New technology old as time,
Driven wind making power.
Finest set in Australia,
Always turning, never sleeping,
Round and round they go.
Magical, merry windmills,
Snowtown they surround....

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in the sinews of my mind
there's not much place for logic
the heart rules with an iron fist
and passions stirred do simmer

i don't care much for chaos
but these are the cards i'm dealt



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Posted on September 27, 2022...

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Do not idle by the sign,
Waiting idly for a sign,
That the sign be waiting idly,
For an idler idling mildly,
By the sign,
Waiting idly for a sign,
Of the sign be waiting idly,
For an idler idling snidely,
For a meter maid to sign him,
As an idler idling idly....

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The wrath blooding my vexed hands 
The pride to call myself Messiah
The envy leering at other's pasture
The lust erecting my temptations
The sloth idling into nothing 
The greed forever unsatisfied 
The gluttony gorging till it pops

To call me a child of God 
It is a joke....

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Had I not in my idling
neglected you;
neglected morning carol;
neglected evening requiem;

neglected the unforeseen 
whimsy of words,
the nitty-gritty of my
most solemn soul,   

sooner could have been
release from bondage,
levee collapsing revelation,
my poems.

July 28, 2013
Kathryn Collins...

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I would like climb mountains again
And to hear the laughter of friends
Waking each day knowing it would be OK
It wouldn’t matter that I lounged away

Each thought that I feel
I would know is the real deal
And what would it matter
If our plans were idling in chatter.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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*Image of Sinead O'Connor by Giphy.

Psyche-Schizo

psychiatrist 
intuitive enlightened
examing prescribing counseling
genetics environment treatment therapy
questioning hallucinating idling
insensitive changeable
schizophrenic 

2022 August 13
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 12
~~Mark Toney...

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tiger ... unseen in the bush
golden black stripes ominous
beauty, ferocious!

          panther ... sinuous, jet-black
          moonlit shadows on a bough
          emerald eyes know!

                      lion ... basking in the sun
                      idling maned predator
                      the tawny terror!...

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the symphony of dawn
                  contrasts with idling
                  of the finale of the journey...
                  In the morning,
                  colorful flowers
                  in allegro they sing...
                  at dusk,
                  dying flowers,
                  in prelude they cry...!...

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Circuitous im sure
Who doesn't save to live?
Bet on the future
To ignite drive

let me switch gears
been idling in no man's land
Unapproved though prequalified (yarr)

Time to reside
but sentinals hawk my glance
Chance must be played
In a casino loft

Human rights im sure
To free trade agreement
What about squatter's rights?
To eat and breathe...

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You wet the flowers
when you know the time is right
You bring forth the moon
to light our way at night

You beckon the sun
so we can have some fun
the birds of the sky
You gave them wings to fly 

wild animals roam free
in their area if we let them be
I sometimes forget about Your perfect timing 
when it feels like things are idling…...

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i sit in my car,
idling with the burning engine.
my radio only plays your voice,
my rearview mirror only shows your car.
handprints plastered around the seat, the doors;
a part of you lingers,
except for the part i want.
headlights glow alone on the road,
circling around your neighborhood,
trying to pretend
i'm still looking for your house....

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Double parked
in a no-comment zone
A writer sat quiet
unheard and alone

Idling vacant
the needle on E
Silence impended  
no crossing of T’s

Given to vagrancy
nothing else left
Sounds in the distance
begone and bereft

A Muse but a figment
of something not heard
His vacuous instant 
—devoid of the word

(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)...

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Lonely trees on lonely roadsides
In dusty paddocks scarce water to abide
A hot dry northerly blows from the red centre
Gives no relief from the summer’s measure

Kangaroos lie in the gum tree’s shade
Idling the long hours in a lazy escapade
An emu flock gathers slowly walking across the road
An ancient land in a tough abode.

©  Paul Warren Poetry...

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My thoughts idling in a deep
dilemma of feelings and
fear, like a land dry in drought,
I start to crack, and I
stop to hope.

My longing for water 
continues for seasons,
a mirage: a hallucination 
of water far far away from
my thirst

while portraits of memories moist
my thoughts, they separate my fear
from feelings. They make me miss...you 
again!...

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