Short In Situ Poems
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HERE
present, in situ
replying, being, attending
place, existence; thither, distant
pointing, waiting, searching
yon, yonder
THERE
May 20, 2021
resplendent
astonishing
brooding
postures
in
replicas
visions
exceedingy
sweet
of
desire
in
provocative
innuendo
of
implicit
ecstasy
a contraversial
temerity
of
sensibiities
laid
bare
Edible plants were hungry, most eaten raw.
My Mom's recipe abandoned, rockets salvoed.
Maiden roots are cut, water is decanted.
As many religious beliefs, in situ and ex situ versus.
So Earth's half million plants surrendered.
Forgive us, unhug you.
Under a dim glow
I sit alone on floor below
Me with my pillow and shadow
With thirsty imagination
In situ, velvety meditation
Pondering reflection, concentration
Creating poesy syllabification
Articulating in conjunction
With accentuated pronunciation
Bitter storm-lashed halting site or haunt,
granite stone bench in lieu of hovel,
rawbone seat of pity for the pauper,
downtrodden, cast off, as I sense,
gut wrenching scruples writhe within me,
in situ almsgiver’s strident gulp,
respite, relief, twinge of conscience,
grim bench so derelict, let’s “address” this!
HOUSE OF AGONY
Dreamt sleep with dread
Lustreless content in situ
Unable to control in nascent
Those that verge in collapse
At starry edge to planets.
Sinking into abysmal sea
Downing into bottomless
A space with flying swallows
Talking with beaked sentiments
Sorry for their onslaught
Murky waters and sediments.
A PAINTING.
Creating and recreating
Shapes of desire
A cunning way to rest
My tired brain, painting
Coloured to aspire
A curve to be hugged
A corner to be embraced.
Murmuring song of
Past remembrance
Mind ravaged in situ.
Energising the hand
To ask for spirit’s favour
Setting up an arrangement
To trap myself aflame
Within a creative frame.
AN OPEN FORM
beyond
intense
ideas
significance
in evocative
detail
superfluous
phenomena
of
the spontaneous
ectasy
of life
in
distinctive
intimacy
metamorphosed
dynamically
with
minimalistic
harmony
to
transmit
existence
into
memory
A PAINTING.
Creating and recreating
Shapes of desire
A cunning way to rest
My tired brain, painting
Coloured to aspire
A curve to be hugged
A corner to be embraced.
Murmuring song of
Past remembrance
Mind ravaged in situ.
Energising the hand
To ask for spirit’s favour
Setting up an arrangement
To trap myself aflame
Within a creative frame.
A PAINTING.
Creating and recreating
Shapes of desire
A cunning way to rest
My tired brain, painting
Coloured to aspire
A curve to be hugged
A corner to be embraced.
Murmuring song of
Past remembrance
Mind ravaged in situ.
Energising the hand
To ask for spirit’s favour
Setting up an arrangement
To trap myself aflame
Within a creative frame.
The Gallery of Celestial Images
A Planetary Parade
never seen before
Perhaps to never be seen again
embrace your lover
cuddle up
treasure the moment......
Syntrichia caninervis
might you see the cold nights of
the Martain surface
to speak the truths of
earth that Mars might only
be a challenge that
the minds of earth might solve
In-situ
in-situ
Rain,
wet, cold,
tiny little molecules,
almost shaped like tagpoles,
clear, yet shades of blue,
pelting down as if almost new,
breathtaking from the grey smoking chimney view,
roaring winds sweep through the rear choking smog,
enchanting, yet behold misery, frustration, panic, eagerness run through,
back away, back away, from your rear window in situ.
THE BOOKWORM van gogh
l'rlesienne,book readng dame
a hobby,name linked with fame
LA FOLIE manet
from front+near,a double take
ELLEN degas
dans un cafe thinking of tonights play
CAMILLE monet
his model extra ordinaire
with muse,none could compare
NINI renoir
nini,model from Montmartre
a pose from la loge,makes his art
MARIE gaugin
his landlady in situ
at the inn la poldu
see my related
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a pair of blue ****
inspecting new nesting box
spring is in the air
I know haiku don't have titles... but I couldn't resist!
My nesting box was made by students at the school I worked at - it has been in situ since 2016 but this is the first year birds are making it their home. I watched the pair inspecting the box on Sunday, the male spent ages pecking round the entrance to make it smooth ... today they are nest building in it
4/19/18
proclivity to get in sight of
the finish line
Just to shoot myself in the foot
Ancestraly handed down generations
upon next
misguided to safely stay put
Regardless of condition in situ
As I reach for
dreams that beckon afar
The lesson engraved on my genome
don't be silly
Who do you think you are
Do it anyway after all what's the worse
that can be said
As you buck this curse
See, we told you so
You never learn
We sent you to school for your books to burn
Today I went to live
In a poem chalked of chimes
To taste some reveries in situ
I sought to find in hidden rhyme.
A heart throbbing
With anguished strain
Fire lit by some heated
Embers in the sooty brain.
Piercing with the mind
To observe and let pose
A spider gliding
Gossamer web of its dreams
Framed in a pivoted repose.
A house for habitation
Woven out of itself
Stretched in a triangle
Contemplating for
Other dimension
Beyond rational aims
Of living and dying.