Short Inducement Poems
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a chocolate kiss
mommy's sweet gummy bear lips...
taboo inducement
(Senryu)
01,03,2020
Senryu on Mother Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jenish Somadas
Life, A melody
Meticulous blending
Of sorrows and joy
An unknown peninsula
Where we gain weight
Too long to fly
Stick to our own plates
Rapturous in Proportion
Inducement sediment
Parameters of love and lust
Sneaking hours of indolence
Gagged life unworthy to live
Only one way is left
Luscious hours
But you should burn them all.
'Twas a boring days of October
When I viewed you which reconciles
The prestiges of mine.
You incurred myself a neophytes
to prosperous prestige,
Incurred me with an inducement,
to be degree holder.
Yet, amazement rush,
Between you and me,
Six-annum surpassed.
Nevertheless,
Even friendship is futile,
To both of us!!!
Form:
Thanking God Daily
By: Miracle Man
3-26-2020
At times i find myself, revisiting the past,
not living each day as though it were my last.
Wasting time, enumerating years that mount,
previewing God’s blessings to numerous to count.
At times I’m lower, “than a moles belly on digging day,”
which is always an inducement for me to pray.
full of embraces
I was a hug and you a cover
Preceding and proceeding a squeeze
Shouldering
Body temperature exploding
Rising temps
Incorporate consists
Lust rails relentless
I crave inducement, yet in containment
We unlock our embracement
Nothing but our eyes eye are spurning
Must stop burnings
3/8/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
I go down to be the first in a race I could not win
No inducement.
To run for the fun of running is where others find
Enticement.
To have no prize to spur the effort, for encouragement
No reason.
To break my back and strain my heart to find winning
Out of season.
But to sit and watch, as the slow run withers all fiber of
My compassion.
Pity shrivels my heart and does not reverb, for it is
Off fashion.
And still I must run.