Short Leer Poems

romping horsemen leer ~
spellbound illusions splattered
squalling maidens bathe...

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scary creepy clowns 
leer at innocent children
blood red moon laughing

Oct.18/16...

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They leer at your soul

as you shrink into your role

     ~ withdrawn in your hole......

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how little remains
between you and me
a quick look from me 
your lasting leer
in that glance
goes hope...

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contrast between our lives
not one soul survives
contagious how they leer
i am allowed no fear
destroyed, my sanity dives...

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Nur der Wind liest die Zeichen der Zukunft



Only the wind can read the signs of  future



Solo el viento puede leer los signos del futuro...

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Daar is soveel dinge wat ek wou vra.
Soveel meer wat ek kon leer.
Maar nou is dit te laat.
Oupa het ons verlaat.
Oupa het ons gegroet 
toe God vir oupa roep....

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I knew this lady named Mackenzie McGhee
who loved St. Patrick's Day and drinks for free,
so she Irish-danced for beer
and got all the guys to leer...
she showed a lot of green: Fiddle-de-dee!...

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Here he comes, bringing up the rear
So proud to be one of the guys
Blowing me kisses drenched in beer
As he wolfs down several pies

One tortured attempt at a promising leer
Whilst he fumbles with his flies
He’s no idea that I’m sat here
Planning my goodbyes!...

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The leer at-
the anointment,

a cruise controlled gear-
gets no appointment,

the gruesome task is
to trust the element-

scarce-
or even just feebly miscalculated,

as another was given the equality one was torn out of the page book,

a traveler,

an infector....

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Silver, gold
I'm not interested
Everything told
In you my love is vested

Puzzles, troubles
Each step I take 
The pain doubles
Smiling, fake

Smiling at my fear
It smiles back
Intoxicating leer
Hope, I lack

I love you
So I'll carry on
You love me too
Soon you'll be gone...

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Wearing love’s unbalanced bow
elegance lost in a long distance

A scrambled discord in each era
Lost chapters leer, at every goal
Last of heart’s patchy piecemeal

Going a shorter way is tempting
Only, soul knows it cannot be so…

(1/25/2020: 91 Sea Ray Express 400; DMS: ‘We All Go’ in 2017)...

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Phase changes.
Rising trends.
Everywhere we see the data.
Down goes dualism.
I can barely breathe as it is.
Chicken shack children catching their colds.
Table your thoughts inside my many hearts.
Analyze the graphs.
Beckon the elders.
Leer into the ascending values.
Everyone changes the outcome....

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Soul Aquiescence


Against what forces do I wrestle?
What unseen phantoms lurk,
Disturbing safety where I nestle,
With every leer and smurk?

Against who's will is this I battle?
Who blinds so I can't see
The truth, that's lost within the prattle?
I fear it's only me.

©deborah burch
3/31/2012...

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Crazy

Something breaks the silence
Something that I fear
Echoes of a past life 
Ringing in my ear

Fate is softly talking
Bringing forth a tear
Screaming for his pleasure
Stimulating fear

Hide inside your shadow
Cannot escape his leer
Cannot seem to silence 
All the things I hear



By: Jeremy Siedlecki...

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Her pillow's stained with tears and fears
Her sheets are spooked; they leer and sneer
And plunder sleep with fright severe
Her pillow's stained with tears and fears
The fears attack her every night
The tears reveal her tragic plight
Her pillow's stained with tears and fears
Her sheets are spooked; they leer and sneer...

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Fair Miss Sinclair
Bare your brown hair
There, let me stare

Bare your twin pair
Fair Miss Sinclair
Here, let me leer

Leer, and then share
Stare at my "care"
Fair Miss Sinclair

Stare, let me hear
Air(sigh) when you dare
Flare my care with your pair

Fair Miss Sinclair
Fare for your flair
Or fair if it's earned?...

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Leer
                             Ogle
                             Ostracize 
                             Know

                             All
                             This

                             My
                             Edge








2019/09/30

Three Word Acrostic Poetry Contest
Sponsor Bobby May...

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They're all the same 
Two faced females.
 Nothing but lies 
In broad daylight 
Told without shame.

They promise all 
and keep but naught.
A fool believes 
their kind deceits.

Their fealty 
Becomes so leer 
Their lies revealed. 
Your world of hap 
Starts to collapse.

Alone again 
You find yourself , 
Bereaved of friends 
Who love you said....

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Within simple days of my twilight years
Daylight shines down on me never to leer
Memories are combined with spirit faced
Glories thus are left without stories placed

Harmonies of my life, leaving all fears
Timelessness opens from over my tears
Lest in the hour of my complete defeat
To my maker is whom I will go meet

Russell Sivey...

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They call her a daydreamer 
with eyes that sparkle like stars;
Her wishes, flecks of glitter,
enticing, she'll  steal your heart

Light floods, glowing her desire,
Illuminating the  path;
A compass points to inspire,
staring back, she's a photograph

They call her a daydreamer 
that smile will magnetize; 
One glance causes quite a leer
Her ideas hypnotize....

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Mars was visible in bright daylight
Not hidden and out of might
Full moon rising in plain sight
My vision doomed, across the room 
No underwear covering this moon
Peeking across and dominating
In orbit mars will appear
I can't help but leer at the poor dear




Inspried by a burning image I saw today and Sara Kendrick's poem Mars, I read today....

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Too light for night, too dark for day,
Dusk is in-between,
The time when those out walking
Without lanterns aren't seen.

Diurnal creatures settle down;
Nocturnal ones awake.
The sun and moon catch 40 winks 
And give themselves a break.

Unlike the dawn, a spookiness 
Gives dusk a tinge of fear,
A feeling that, just out of sight,
Some evil creatures leer....

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Passion

Strange eyes
Leer ‘round 
In abandoned places 
Parading a facade
Chanting to my demise

I shall rise again
To reclaim all that is mine
Old sugar put to use

My soul and passion 
My truth and fashion
My brilliance , grace and elegance 
My soothing melody

My fancy thread
And good wood
A rare fire 



Marckincia Jean 
Free verse
05/16/19...

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The cat was in the moonlight clear.
Arching his back, quite full of fear.

Jack-o-lanterns were rather dear.
Showing fierceness with toothy leer.

Goblins, ghosts and spooks in the mirror
Added to the ambiance of fear.

The older kids did laugh and jeer
Some of them possibly sneaking beer.

A wild screeching in my inner ear
Let me know Halloween was very near....

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