Short Lazing Poems
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lazing beneath
a swaying buddlelia blue
a long tongued moth in my view
suckles its nectar brew-
nearby others hover impromptu
#musette
Weekend
sleep in
saturday morn
dreaming
sunday
is for lazing
away
easy
weekend it is
breezy
#musette
Lizards are lazing here and there.
Kids enjoy the water sprayer.
Crows're hopping 'round
across burning ground.
Please soon end this summer affair!
(B)roiling (B)ubbling (B)lazing
(L)iquifing (L)adling (L)iquoring
(I)nfusing (I)ngesting (I)gniting
(S)auteing (S)licing (S)izzling
(S)teaming (S)kimming (S)calding
I'm basking in pure relaxation
As chilled as a sloth on vacation
Some call me a bummer
For spending the summer
Indulging in procrastination.
04.06.20
'Summer Laziness Poetry Contest'
Sponsored by: Mohan Chutani
I stumble and stagger through life's stony streets,
Trying to find my way as I steadily beat my feet.
It's simple to give in while lazing upon life's gurney.
Refusing to give up, I slowly continue on my journey.
Wait until you meet here
She is a society chick
Made big money in the markets
Lazing around these days, doing nothing
I have met these types before
Not anxious to meet this one
Amused though when I realize
She really is a chick
I like
my bike.
Riding,
gliding,
I view
sky blue
and see
grand tree.
Morn yields
corn fields -
Pasture
rapture;
Farm ploughs;
calm cows
lazing . . .
grazing
on grass
gone past.
Slow roam.
Go home.
A piece of peace I find when all alone
reading or writing some poems, or
relaxing as I scroll on my phone;
lazing as I watch TV,
munching on some popcorn!
When all worries flee
from my mind, it’s
at home that
I find
peace.
Boiling, baking and blazing,
Other synonyms for heat.
My camel is happily dazing,
He was not a restful seat.
Poolside I’ll later be lazing,
Resting my sunburnt feet.
Air conditioning is amazing,
Ice cream is a lovely treat.
JANUARY in slence ,hides its cry
APRIL in splendour,catches the eye
JULY lazing,as the world goes by
OCTOBER disrobes,as fall leaves die
inspired by E Pauline Johnson's phrase August,laughing
across the sky in her SONG MY PADDLE SINGS
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Children angry,women crying,men lazing,darkness clouding,wind blowing,cold
freezing,brothers in tartars,food in dump-site,life is scary,security is dismal,people
despising,education is missing,money is dream,dream is ope,ope is console,console is WHAT
they have,but nothing 2 call mine...lets show love 4 d street pals!
Form:
I love to spend my summer days lazing
To get away from city life's crazing
Gotta get away
And have time to play
Summer nights with loved ones spent star gazing
It's important to spend some time lazing
Mother nature your gratefully praising
Sane you'll get to stay
A few days away
The benefits from it are amazing
6/14/2020
He
Sits
Waiting
Patiently
On the white heather
With green and gold enamelled head.
A
Late
Summer
Visitor
Lazing in the sun :
A dragonfly with lace-like wings.
Like
A
Fossil,
Motionless,
From prehistory,
An insect frozen in amber.
As
A
Larva
He’s waited
Five years water-bound,
Finally free, he flies away.
Lazing in spring's warm bliss
lure butterflies with scents
Lustrous pearly dewdrops
leave velvety footprints
Landscape spangled with stars
Lissome leaves in white hues
Lie on me when I die...
Contest Pleiades -L
Seven lines with six syllables each
Date April 14, 2017
Dad said keep rolling you pick up no dust
Mum said you can my son, here are means
Big bro said chase the stars, failure will give you the moon
Big bro said stop lazing and wasting, get strapped for the future
Lil sis said I believe in you keep pushing
And to God I said thanks for Your grace, I won't fail you none.
(c) Nyonglema
Where the black berates the whites
and barricades are crossed
that colour without
when rain gathers for release
like a slightly grubby fleece
that squelchy grey that matters
the outsider that pines for other hues
the memory it confused
Shadow contorts its form
intense in its opinion
bland has joined the band
The future aint bright
its lazing in the shades
I am lazing about at the base of this tree
Not caring what anyone says to or about me.
It’s a summers’ day and my coat is warm.
I watch bees buzz past in a tight knit swarm.
Others are running, dancing and spinning.
I am enjoying my life, truly languishing and winning.
I am a sloth, with a life full of rest and relaxation.
So glad I do not have any other goal or station.
I recite and read aloud,
wander, lonely as a cloud,
then emulate and create
as memory stimulates;
Swim against poetry's tide
therein,an enigma hide,
perhaps,a step too far,with
Tennyson,crossing the bar;
I dream on Will's sonnet verse,
figuratively,sweet and terse,
lazing life away,with songs
compared to a summer's day.
To conjure an opening line
ever,remembered,as mine.
I recite and read aloud,
wander, lonely as a cloud,
then emulate and create
as memory stimulates;
Swim against poetry's tide
therein,an enigma hide,
perhaps,a step too far,with
Tennyson,crossing the bar;
I dream on Will's sonnet verse,
figuratively,sweet and terse,
lazing life away,with songs
compared to a summer's day.
To conjure an opening line
ever,remembered,as mine.
I recite and read aloud,
wander, lonely as a cloud,
then emulate and create
as memory stimulates;
Swim against poetry's tide
therein,an enigma hide,
perhaps,a step too far,with
Tennyson,crossing the bar;
I dream on Will's sonnet verse,
figuratively,sweet and terse,
lazing life away,with songs
compared to a summer's day.
To conjure an opening line
ever,remembered,as mine.
What has to be done must be done
Lazing around just will not pay
Grab hold of yourself and move on
Do what you have to do today
Despite the mood you may be in
Know time and tide wait for no one
Get busy, start the ball rolling
If not, you will be overrun
Hold on and sustain the effort
Though you may not feel to do so
Stand firmly for no matter what
Be assured success will follow
A WORDS WORTH
I recite and read aloud,
wander, lonely as a cloud,
then emulate and create
as memory stimulates;
Swim against poetry's tide
therein,an enigma hide,
perhaps,a step too far,with
Tennyson,crossing the bar;
I dream on Will's sonnet verse,
figuratively,sweet and terse,
lazing life away,with songs
compared to a summer's day.
To conjure an opening line
ever,remembered,as mine.
A sudden decision to hate Max
Who sent his bills like a tax,
Although, I’d wired him a fax
About a song I must first wax.
A reason to twist and turn
And out wardly burn,
Letting prejudice be born
And a relationship torn:
My defense; an easy-going creditor
Can bide with a lazing debtor
After I’d begun to hate Max
My face became supremely Lax
As though some stuff devoured from Octavio Paz.
Dream depth
Dreams are the Leatherback tortoises
lazing across the Caribbean’s;
the blue water and columns of sun.
dreams have seen the ruins,
the pieces of lost cities, Atlantis; buried.
Dreams have touched the fossilized white bones
of a father, a fisherman, who sunk.
The boy wakes up, runs on bare feet
towards the shore where his dreams are.
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