Short Lapped Poems
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Sugared diamonds
sweeten a day by the sea;
Laying all about,
Pure white delicious beauty;
Slowly lapped up by the waves.
Tears stained her good skirt.
Lapped child, he’s fair hurt.
Kissed knee with first aid.
Soft wiped the laud dirt.
Prone,lying side by side
Lapped by an ebbing tide,
Together upon passion's ride-
In love's embrace enlocked
This watershed,no longer shocks.
The flood waters lapped all around
Leaving not very much dry ground
So we all rowed home
And got The Road Home
Raising our houses up off the ground
Ole Blackie the cat lapped his chin
his Ma had put milk out ag'in
he'd brought her a mouse
and left it right out!
she saw it and screamed, then ran in!
I once tried some camomile tea,
It was bland and tasted like pee.
‘Twas lapped up by the dog,
Who then snored like a hog.
From then on, was just beer for me.
Jack Horne for Francine's Beverage contest, 29th October
I sit on a rock
Looking faraway
Where the ocean meets the sky
Forming a huge circle
I hear
The sand gently
Lapped by waves
A gull flies by
Glancing at me with a smile
Seeming to say
Isn’t ocean vast and beautiful?
a grain of sand
cannot enter the water
without creating a ripple
and she is more than that
and I am more
than I might have been
because of her entrance
into my life
her ripple having moved through me
and lapped every shore
weak seek middlemen
church, temple, mosques
offering solace to the fearful
who pray and offer penance
lapped up by hungry ghosts
leading to entity attachment
reinforcing imaginary shame
thus holding us in bondage
in a prison of our making
09-January-2023
Karma lapped me
for the eighth time
[possibly nine]
slapped me on the
shady side of life...
Left jagged streaks of black and blue
up and down the flanks of my false pride.
I thought I was playing in a sandbox, but in fact, it was the heart of God...
Time has turned into ticking scars.
Take me to Crete,
or take me to Rhodes
Please Mediterranean
me in my soul
Salt me in waters
which lapped at the feet
of every sentinel
army's defeat
Blue me in atmospheres
sun up my core
Forgetting me there
makes me just want it more
Take me to Rhodes,
or take me to Crete
Please Mediterranean
me to complete...
Bitten
bottom lips bleed
as passion breeds
entwined breaths
exhaled
tongues in lapped content
stolen visions sent
shivers scrape her spine
tonight that trust is mine
teeth naw a blushing raw
soft whispers feign
a taste~her lust~insane
nights holding back the day
the lunatic's at play
"Foggy mists engulfed the bright
When raindrops fell throughout the night
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark
When sweethearts kissed at Lover's Park"
Waves gently lapped the shore nearby
as we embraced, my love and I.
My fingers touched my sweetheart’s hair.
It felt like silk, so soft and fair.
Stanza 1 by Charles Messina
Castle Dreams
"O'er thee, like thine own sea birds
I'll circle without rest
For me earth holds no corner
To build a lasting nest."
She of long ago, alone
as I
she, buried in my heart
as waves lapped
a word or two of mine
sea birds dropped upon
her lonely thoughts
thus entwined
my favorite place to be
our legs intertwined
bodies over-lapped
arms wrapping a loving embrace
my favorite place to be
your tender touch
the light in your eyes, sparks my soul
my favorite place to be
bodies and souls melt into one
the world fades away as our eyes fall to rest
my favorite place to be
awaken to greet the day with you by side
my favorite place to be
Creeping in to crash
in a surge of turbulence
and a crescendo of froth
the tide returns.
Endless eternal crashing,
eons of smashing into
rocks worn smooth
as obsidian.
Great lava rocks thrown about
by the shore now lapped in calm
as out to sea the building
of another cycle begins.
Slowly it builds
growing in heighth
building the roar
to engulf once again ...
Forevermore.
Spurned faces muck in the dust
Raised by ceaseless motion
Of cyclical concerns
Waves settle in lapped sounds
Falling into synchronicity
On the line of the horizon
Plummet line sun draws tight things
Moon soothes caress, balm of the earthbound creatures
Clouds fly slow fast
Petrified in yawning quick glory of surprise
Breakthroughs
Drawn up and through
Splayed upon the dimensionless
Foreground
Remember when Dr Pepper was first introduced?
Of course you don’t, but your grandparents might
The advertisement was terrific
You can drink it hot or cold
It will make you feel daisy fresh
It will greet your guests and do your homework
Our parents warmed it up on the stove
And we lapped it down like kittens
Now they have strawberry Dr Pepper
I am running to the store now.
I imagine by now it drives the car for you.
...and the warnings rang strong
...and the cauldron wheezed
...and the magma lapped at strapping branches,
genetically equipped, with a passion,
for protecting the bulb
...and the poet rhymed on
...and the emperor, Nero, has resurfaced
...and the swinging, singing, stinging swarm
cycled back
...and the funk of it reached fecal proportions,
surpassing sweetness of rotting racoons
on the roadside
...and the poet rhymed on.
Sunken ships, drowning sorrows.
I wonder about the stories the sea has swallowed.
With her wide, ravenous mouth,
How many sailors has she lapped up?
Her salty, gritted teeth chewing them whole.
Ones with dreams of treasure and mermaids below.
Fathers and mothers, journeying home…
Lost to the sea, never returned.
The comfort of their beds they'll miss.
Now they only know the belly of the beast, and her starved wet kiss.
Down by the bay,
the Canadian goose flew
Landing on the green grass
Watching everything go by
It stood without movement
As if to wonder about its flight
As the water lapped the shore,
Reflecting the skies so blue
An old place for me,
now seemed to be new
Colorful boats are docked
Near the stage for bands
Those summer nights I visited
- Here I am again -
Looking toward the lake
As I sit and wonder too ...
Heidi Sands
9/20/19
Her meringues make me water
pristinely pure with elegance
so sugary sweet
offered up a special treat
eyes fall out of focus
as delicate swirls entice
cobalt blue biding
interpretations
tantalized, lips licked
a simple teasing
and pleasing
of the tongue
nibbled, flavours seduce
every taste savoured
lapped, loved, and treasured
making each morsel last
never letting another
precious moments pass
Stalwart, salient, silent,
broader arms release / embrace
our metered miles.
Measured with the tenuous touch
of when to now.
So paused, we then invent, somehow
this time of shimmering moments.
As the darkness of dusk is lapped
by the edge of the day,
heads all bowed, the new nuns pray,
faces bathed in the blue-white
spiritual light of i-phones;
angels walking this new earth
with faces wearing the crowns
of haloes that have slipped down.
I stood upon the shore and stared,
I stared far out to sea.
To where the horizon met the sky
In perfect symmetry.
The shore, it was desolate
A lonely place to be.
Seagulls called in plaintive cry
As though they pitied me.
Alone, I listened to the waves
As they lapped upon the sand.
How I wished that you were here
And we were hand in hand.
But you were taken from me
It was not our destiny.
So there I stood, on my own.
Just staring out to sea.
The tree branch crossing needles.
Bushy with white rays.
Perched, an angel topside.
Glowing to the gaze.
Ornaments of glass.
Pressed transparent shapes.
Strings that dangle, spin.
Memories in napes.
Skirt below the tree.
Draped and lapped and snug.
Packages on top.
Hovering the rug.
Light bulbs glowing bright.
Bulbs of shiny glass.
Currents flowing faster.
Still to eyes that pass.
Frosted stalky tree.
Towering it tapers.
Rows of magic branches.
Visions turn to vapors.