Short Leathery Poems
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A lizard eyes me,
and I, too, eye him
with mutual respect.
The sun warms
the leathery skin
we wear to great effect.
The enormous
brown,leathery mushroom
had an upside down cap
more like a birdbath
than a toad's stool
a great talking point for the cane toad and bullfrog.
Well maybe I'll find love
in the shadowy doorway
of a tenement building
'neath a bullet grey sky.
Silver shrapnel will rain
down
soak our leathery feet
watered and overgrown.
Love in a shadowy doorway.
We found the calico box crab man
with leathery skin and a deep, dark tan.
He gave us soup that was filled with nails,
squirrel bones and catfish entrails.
As he told his tale and we heard him speak,
the sky would cry, and the ceiling, leak.
you've got lined, leathery face,
astigmatic eyes well in place
behind what your generation
calls lennon bifocal sensation.
you still got a patch of dark hair,
but a closer, careful look there,
roots the tint of stainless spoon,
you need another dye job soon!
Our marriage is laden.
Like dishes stuck in the sink for days.
Putrid.
Glazed with coppery laughter and leathery fights.
T I R E D,
I then made home
from the metaphors
of my head.
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I will rise
from the bodies
you threw down
you wasted,
gunning down old men's dreams
and women's smiles.
I will shake the leathery hand of rejection,
and scream blue success,
until you take your last breath
and sink below.
I will earn my drum
and beat it tirelessly.
I will rise
I will shine
I will concur.
I ran away to the circus at the age of two
on a sad day when it was raining.
At first, I didn't know what I should do,
not having the proper training.
I started with an elephant and began to scrub.
His skin was leathery and rough,
but found I could continue with a gentler rub,
when his skin became smooth enough.
There's a guy I know that loots.
He often wears special boots:
Strong leathery ones he'd choose,
His feet in them starts to cruise
To break doors with non-helped feet!
Isn't that alone a feat?
Bruce should like to see rogues do that
"But feet later go flat!"
Means, then, looter can be caught:
From boot shop found straight to court
Limpid lake blue eyes of lapis lazuli
Light like luminous lifeless lucent moons
Those lovely lively lustrous luscious lips
Taste like leathery little lingonberries
Yet, those loathsome lethal lavender pink lips
Lacked my long-lasting ladylike interest
While that ludicrous lawless lackluster brain
Literalized a lexicon of lazy lowlives
The cooling Savannah mud,
Where jungle beasts recline,
Refreshing their leathery hide,
And innocent eyes wink,
Unconcerned by matters of survival,
While Man struggles to find a solution,
To save a species sentenced to die by greed,
Barbaric huntsmen wanting a trophy of murder,
The magnificent horn of the majestic rhinoceros.
Form: Free Verse
The peak of the summertime brings the heat
All day in the sun leaves you feeling beat
Try hard to get cool
Time spent by the pool
So much time you are redder than a beet
Your skin feels like leathery dried out meat
You'd give anything for an icy cool treat
The sun is so cruel
You feel like a fool
To the sun I admit utter defeat
6/14/2020
You've got deeply lined, leathery face,
with blurred, astigmatic eyes well in place
behind what your old generation
calls lennon eyeglasses sensation;
and you still got shoulder-length, dark hair,
ah, but a slower, closer look there,
gray roots the hue of stainless steel spoon,
you do need another dye job soon!
a footprint in the sand
wet, sticky green moss
on an old gray stone
naked, hand-less statues
with pupil-less eyes
frozen in a pose
of glory, ashen bodies
curled in fetal position
with leathery skin
bleached bones
baking in a desert
as vultures circle
pyramids pointing
to an invisible lion
stretching his paws
out in the night
sky, stars shine
over our heads
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Dappled shadows of fluttering leaves
on the Walnut's limb, dance merrily
upon her aging cheeks and chin.
Her withering smiling, once beguiling,
no longer hides her disappointment
at growing old, now wrinkled and thin,
and yet my eyes are always drawn to hers.
My leathery arms seek to draw her near me.
I rejoice her heart beats within.
Smile e' heathery peaches,
though snow be falling softly.
A fuzz to yer texture touch-
yer coating turns leathery.
Ail is yer juice- wine within-
O frozen peach numbs 'y tounge.
Thoush winter be calling now,
yer wounder wind will wipe e down.
Lying peaches- a lean pink
smoothing to gray softness-
freezing ail underneath yer skin.
And I seek and loathe yer wetness.
Form:
The best fire wood to be found
If dried it cannot be split
Extremely dense and heavy
And as hard as nails
Leathery evergreen leaves
Red bark peeling from the trunk
Whitish flowers, red berries
Growing from a cliff
It’s known as the Ironwood tree
But that’s not its actual name
A Pacific Coast native
The Madrona tree
Trees Everywhere Contest
Entry by Charles Sides
Tulips
Tulips shy open faces
On stems of leathery green
The white glazed urn embraces
Displaying tips of yellow and cream
March 20, 2022
Poetry Contest: Lind30rhyming 7/7/7/9
Sponsored by; Chantelle Anne Cooke
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How it began
Men in green uniforms
ice blue eyes and leathery lips
saw me in the crib
and declared this child
is an Aryan
I clicked my heels and
sucked my thumb
Mother took to singing
sentimental lieders
and received the fab
iron cross
I became the kindergarten's
Fuhrer
To my regret, peace broke
into my dream
I circumcised
we moved to Tel Aviv
the rest is history
I hide here at the back
Not the last page, but nearly so
The thick leathery binding which protects me
Is starting to fray and the letters fade
I'm safe up here on the top shelf
And none but the keenest would
Peer beneath this tired, tatty shell
But maybe they would appreciate...
For so many years I have remained unread
I almost fear the moment
When daylight comes
And at last I can sing
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My old farm hat wears
its scars on sleeve.
Mended rough and ready
for all to see is heroic deeds
in tussles with cows, bulls and trees.
Its soaked soft in sweat, mellowed with dust.
Patched with bits of other
old hats that have fallen apart, passed it.
Sewn with old leather throngs
through holes punched with a knife.
My old hat is as much a part of me
as my skin, burnt leathery brown
and scarred with age.
More Woe To Florida
By Elton Camp
Living in Florida sure ain't grand
There's skeeters, flies and sand
Lotta old folks with leathery skin
And house prices dropped again
The tap water is yellow and foul
Gators and snakes make 'em howl
If the sea level happens to rise
Then underwater much of it lies
Now it may have a double punch
A hurricane & a Republican bunch
How much more can they take
Before they get a bad belly ache
Dressed up toes to head
from the curtain view of my backyard
to the scattered clothing at my bed.
Your sweet embrace lurks, out to get me.
Snakes crawling up from the dirt,
they stretch menacingly towards me, holding on until it hurts.
Your leathery fingers stroke me, always closer to home
stabbing daggers into my fleshy palms.
Sweet Oleander,
down turned smiles, bleeding hearts;
We adorn your handsome arms.
Blind to the dark
circles full moon
watches in orbit
Aimless rotation
choice or direction
revolves around pattern
Leathery wings
visionless radar
faceless intuition
Howls in a distant
barbarian expanse
alert olive eyes
Kindly conjunction
shared perception
silent awareness
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Triversen,
June 10, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
olive skin so soft and silky smooth
dark brown hair the color of poo
sat in the sun too long is what she do
and now shes bronzed and leathery too
her skin and hair turned to vermouth
aged and withered unwise to see
the color of bronze she turned indeed
now caramel swirled and autumned hair
she sat in the mirror and wondered and stared
how to turn back to the dove she once heired
the tanning bed is a wreckless thing
it wrecks and wrinkles the skin!
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