Short Leaned Poems
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two women
in an desolate scene were alone
on an almost kiss
dead tree
were they softly leaned against each
their nude bodys
there once was a man named Clark
who was blind as a bat in the dark
one night he went outside to pee
leaned up against a tree
and failed to leave his mark
Why am I here and not there
I so yearned to be there, not here
A tiny voice leaned into my ear
~ You and I are where we’re
"Bahebuk awi ya habibi," as I leaned toward his face.
"Bahebik awi ya habibti," he said as he set the pace.
He pleasured me all night until he was red in the face.
An aging old sea captain named Hook,
Was a bloodthirsty pirate and a crook.
He leaned as he stood,
On his left leg of wood,
And from only his right eye he did look.
In the golden field where they lay,
Underneath the warm sun's gentle ray,
She leaned in so near,
Whispered words in his ear,
Then she kissed the boy and they rolled in the hay!
Due to the diligence he did,
he avoided the usual pitfalls
and wrong ways.
Yet to the end of his days
he leaned nothing
of that light-hearted travelling
into the yet unknown.
• I've never really noticed how slanted the walls look
• Almost like they're about to fall
• I'd once leaned on them, they started to creak
• Echoing through the hall
The scooter leaned into me a human bomb
a bota box for your treasury
a bota box for your million
I’m not at the beach
I love you
it’s all good
burns turned blue
I love you
that’s real
I once met a lady from Killarney
Her tendencies leaned toward the smarmy
Wore the briefest of shorts
Couldn’t hide her big warts
But, she could handle the Irish army.
Written April 5, 2021
There was a lad known for his shenanigans,
Who completed each act with such naughty grins.
He leaned backward all alone,
To kiss the old Blarney Stone!
That limestone-lipped lad known for shenanigans.
Dad was a man of good virture.
He always knew what best to do.
He was handsome, he had some brawn.
He showed us respect, and much care.
He listened to our problems there.
He was the hero we leaned on.
This old straight back chair,
leaned back against kitchen wall.
Dad set me on scrawny lap;
tired face in hands.
Said I yuv my feety dad.
His smile just a memory...
Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey
i took that step forward
my eyes closed
and fist clenched
you leaned in
and our lips touched
no fireworks
no butterfly's
no cliches
there was just me and you
and a million feelings i cant put into words
RUTH, LIES IN HER THE TRUTH
LEFT MOAB CLEFT BETHLEHEM
LEANED UPON GOD
GLEANED IN THE FARM
FORGET SORROW
BEGOT A SON
SHARE LIFE BOAZ
PLACED IN GENEALOGY
CHOOSE NEW WEATHER
BECAME MOTHER
in the heat of the day, I heard giggles
he was three, everything was funny
He had leaned into the sprinkler
I took his photo, capturing this moment
loving his excitement, unaware of the sun
who was enjoying this as much as I
A PILE OF WORDS
They just fell onto the page
as I leaned over the desk
pouring from my addled brain
tumbling in meaningless streams
rebuffed by the virgin whiteness
brushed aside by a tormented muse.
John G. Lawless
8/25/2015
Teacher’s chair is super warm
Surprising me
She can be an icy woman
Most of the time
I had no idea her body held any heat at all
I imagine many others would have been surprised too
I leaned back in her chair, feeling comforted and amazed.
The night leaned in to tell me things the daylight never knew,
its murmurs soft as drifting ash, its breath a silver hue;
I answered with a trembling voice that rose then fell again,
a half-song shaped from longing’s thread, repeating its refrain.
Beware of wishing for money here,
the last person that tried and leaned in
to make change and also a wish,
fell to his death to the bottom
and now all his wishes have come true.
10/14/2016
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His voice is sweet,
My heart skips beat
And then I leaned towards him
To kiss!
A soft-landing impact,
Hits my lips,
Like a butterfly setting wisp,
My stomach tightened in knots,
Which really hurt,
Then I pushed away,
As reality comes to takeaway.
…The magic carpet had been…
She played with the book, read
the doll, put the flower in the air,
the plate on her hair; she ate
the fan and waved the grapes,
put nothing in the tin, leaned in.
…unfurled; it’s Hollywood red…
I found a door today
Just a door, there, in front of me
So I sat
As doors go it was pleasant enough
Wooden
Heavy
Solid
I leaned to it
Touched it
Sat back and thought
I stood and walked away
I am not ready yet
To open doors
2014
I leaned back in my chair and carefully thought,
'bout what is to be, and what is not,
and the things that are and the things which was,
and what doesn't and that which does.
Just then, I leaned too far and fell on my head.
I'd finish the thought, but now I'm dead.
dolls from the sixties
pre Barbie days
chubby bodies with round faces
rivaled the cuteness of a toddler
two-year-old leaned into the window
gazing at them with rapt attention
not realizing they were ghouls in disguise
ready to take the soul of whomever took them home