Short Inched Poems

with clinch
of teeth, a clench
of fist, straining to flinch,
the sail inched up, on tug of winch,
a cinch...

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bug inched around my glass rim
i knew it could fly off
it didn't
so I captured it
between a glass and a piece of cardboard
walked it outside and let it go.
I am a hero.
One more life saved...

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plump red strawberries
the kind we knew last red dusk
when time inched by brusque

garnet stars flash on
scarlet leaves and cardinals
mars phenomenal

crimson dragonflies
when fruitful days are going
true colors showing...

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The caterpillar inched 
Up the branch
Up the branch
Up the branch
The caterpillar inched 
So, he could eat
The caterpillar went
Down the branch
Down the branch
Down the branch
The caterpillar went 
Down the branch
He saw a treat

...

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Crescent moon has inched up 
and away and 
gone to bed.

I slump down in fatigue 
and start dreaming 
I'm awake.

Lazy breeze is a soft strand 
of  cobweb on 
my nape.

Midnight has long dozed off, 
dawn yawns from so 
far away.

I sense the warmth 
of my loyal dog there 
at my feet....

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L Limbo suspended

I Inclusion excluded

F Ferocity tamed

E Ends extended

S Souls surrendered


M Meters inched

Y Yoga edged

S Systems declassified

T Triads bipolar

E Echoes vacant

R Rituals freed

I Introjects projected

E Eternity eluded 

S Squares un-circled 


01st December 2020...

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The planes were lined up in a queue,
A reminder of something I knew.
     They awaited permission
      Like at intermission 
In theaters outside of the loo.

One by one each one skyward immersed
As the rest inched up closer to first
     But like women in line
     Still not given the sign
There were tempers (and bladders!) to burst....

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The highway signs flashed “High Alert!
Tomorrow, don’t be driving.”
The day before Thanksgiving,
There’s a winter storm arriving.

So traffic crawled and inched along
Much slower than just slow
‘Cause everyone was on the road
To beat the coming snow.

You’d think that Martians had attacked
Or that the world was ending
When all that fuss is for some weather – 
Lousy, but impending…...

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She was working on being a mountain
but lacked the kind of rocks
that don't roll downhill.

Nobody saw her leave the room
or enter.
Sliding to the furthest corner
she agonized
measuring herself.

Mingling circles
backed their backs away

The girl wanted so much
to say something,
to engage the crowd,
to stand out.

Hesitation inched on.

She disappeared once more
into silence....

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I tossed my pancake
Right into the sky
I looked up and saw
It stuck to the night
A perfect round
Done just right
Glowing with syrup
As it perked me up!
It tempted me alright
Have you ever tried
Tossing your pancake
Into the open sky
It inched closer to me
As it grew very fat
I held out my plate
And it dropped 
Just like that!

13.10.2021
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Contest: Nursery Rhyme...

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The body and the blood
are of those who inched on their bellies
underneath barbed wire
and never lived to be born again.


Motherlands shackled at the feet of their Fathers.
Who mourns at their whitewashed bones?
Bleached by the desert Son,
Marked with unnamed crosses, they scream the names of Holy Ghosts.


In the silence, my thighs part like the Red Sea
my borders unguarded,
she drinks me
like wine at the last supper....

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Out on  porch to glimpse a sunrise
Orange sun cast gray 'on clouds
Whispy light airy sparse white clouds 
On horizon not like shroud

Then as the sun inched up orange 
Disappeared replaced by
Illuminating brilliance clear
Against blue blue sky

Dramatic change for human eyes
I longed to stay awhile
How many didn't even notice
Beauty very worthwhile

Iambic heptameter used as ballard stanza
Used by Emily Dickinson in many of her works...

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raven, lush, sleek skein
three-inched lengthy mane
spawned fluke - halcyon shimmer
in months sweet relish
crave to embellish
vanished bubbles - I wither.

gripping the scissor
I am in dither
LOVE gave me the axe - slayed me
chose to cut this crown
to erase this frown
"NEW ME" nestling ... no glee.

~*~

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*-* jun-jun villanueva

*-* "ALOUTTE YOUR CLEANSING RITE" Contest...

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The playground hadn’t opened;
The sun had yet to rise
And many might think walking
In the dark would not be wise.

A mist hung by the river,
A tugboat pulled a barge;
The cars inched down the F.D.R.,
Their headlights looming large.

The puddles, partly hidden,
Glinted dully in the gloom,
Soon to saturate some sneakers
Not expecting them to loom.

It was magic to be walking;
The few others I did see
Were the regulars who love
Their early exercise, like me....

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