Short Inure Poems

I went to get a bit more done;
Did not intend to stay,
But once begun, turned to such fun,
I  could not tear away.

Though some might fret at lots of sweat,
I find that I’m inure,
And though it flows whene’r I row,
I’m drawn to its allure.

When ev’ry inch is nearly drenched,
And there’s not far to go,
I’ll trade doubloons for macaroons
And bask in their sweet glow....

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Amidst the mist, perchance!
The besieged me, accentuates..
gamboling at that ephemeral glance,
The demure Soul for a moment, eluates. 


Defying every dulcet wrath,
with my erstwhile prudent..
eking out, what I ever hath,
ineffable! yet a halcyoninan incipient.


I ride astride now, towards then..
from what is lurking afore,
groping the gossamer, to a glen,
where emollience rise only to inure.....

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O! My love, come lie on my lap;
And tell your besot stories…
Q! Frozen breeze, come tickle us;
And lilt your mellifluent songs.
 
 
We are roses in Venus’s garden;
And our souls are honeyed pollens.
We would seize every moments;
And really see it…live it and inure it.
 
 
Dear! Death may swipe our bodies;
But snarl betwixt souls are perennial.
Remember and lilt the song again;
Love is perennial but life is ephemeral....

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© Ben Burton 7-23-2015

What worth poetic words
Of grandeur so sublime
Inimitable verse
True scholars recognize

What worth poetic words
So roundly demonized
Which flagellate teen nerves
Inure unmolded minds

What worth poetic words
If less than five percent
Have read and said, not heard
The meaning or intent

What worth poetic words
If told in simple rhyme
Elitists grow perturbed
But, OH, the rank and file

Make simple poets smile...

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Phoenix

Resigned to know I feel my heart
a beating drum to reach a stage
toward getting older where I feel
the aches and pain, that sometimes rage

With other aliments to inure
and aid from someone to adjure
improve myself where I assuage
measure my mind just as a guage

And as a Phoenix, I evolve
adopt its motif to resolve
in thought and purpose, I renew
my waning years, I bid adieu

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