Short Lightest Poems
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Silken dreadlocks weeping in rhythm.
Attuned with the lightest gust of wind.
Beauty in a sweeping motion.
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Well done pizza is what the mob counts on
The lightest always set before each con
Don't die alone
It's set in stone
It's always the darkest before the don!
Sun has risen.
Tis then it spreads.
Specially enthused out of
Earth's shared heart is.
That one atom
Of it, warm pulsed
Is mankind's. The lightest blown!
Songster's? Their's whizz.
With lightest hand
and heavy heart
My pen runs dry,
bereft and stark
That never given,
I’m doomed to steal
The grandest theft
—my words conceal
(Stealing From Laura (Muse): March, 2021)
She was a burglar
With the lightest touch
She stole bits and pieces
Until all that was left
Were the bones of a dreamer
And the lips of a fool
Lips… that call out
For a beautiful thief
That will never return
The night gnome from Gosh has the lightest blue eyes.
They are lovely and deep, and full of dainty surprise.
His clothes are made from the best threads of all.
He might have been a king if he were just a bit tall.
lavender ideas
gentling summer’s gentle rain
baby blue feelings
wafting into dreams of hope
soft baby pink
showing her power
lightest green moth
floating on a faerie’s wing
sunlight yellow
completing the rainbow
She was sweet
and beautiful;
her thoughts undulated
like ocean waves,
her movements were
like a dance, but
she was fragile
like ribbon candy and
broke into small shards
at the lightest touch.
if love
is not
the softest rain
that falls
atop
the trees,
the softest light
in green and gold,
the softest, lightest breeze;
if it is not
the silence
of
the clouded skies above
if it is not
a forest
i don't think
i've ever
loved
Form:
I wish I was the wind
ruffling oak leaves
wafting through a verdant meadow
traveling through the night air
gently kissing the tips of grasses
the lightest of songs
a whispering wisp
refreshing in the rain
rejuvenating the earth as I pass by
Weighed and Found Wanting
By: Tom Wright
3/27/2006
The greatest attainments in the life of man
Takes rest on the lightest side of the scale.
Things penetrated only by our imagination
Are quickly weighed and also found to pale.
As if a silken thread
glistening in the sunlight spread
the warmth causes it to stretch
fluctuate in the lightest breath
life strings along the paths
wondering if love and experience last
and each and every day
in all our struggles and games we play
life finds its way.
Oh star laden night
Most precious sight
Hold me in your arms
My lust-lustered delight
What ecstacy this
Celestial bliss
Your lightest touch taunts
With a crisp crystal kiss
Sweet speckles in time
Lush and sublime
Closer to heaven
The more mountains you climb
I remember,
Somewhere in summertime,
Under dewfall,
Two hands,one shadow,
Cast over a sundial.
Sandals in shade,
Eyes reflecting
Skies of sunset.
I remember,
Whenever in wintertime,
Late afternoon,
Following clouds home,
Making our way
Through a wood,
Lightest touch,
Quiet fall of snow.
You are so small, and yet mean so much
Many things can cause you, the lightest touch
You represent love, happiness, and sorrow
You show the truth, no lies you flow
You taste of salt and honesty
You’re the path from my heart, subconsciously
You are so inferior, so mere
But you show so much, my single tear
Everytime you cry I slowly fall apart
By the way, can we ever tell they're the one
You're the pages from my past
But i want us to be in between, from the darkest hours to the lightest ones
I'm collecting all of the pieces through my gifted mind
Turn them into powerful voices you'd hear when you slowly fall apart
02/11/23
Lightest of the brightest
Priceless and worthless
Least of the lowly
Crowded and lonely
Newmerica
A kind word up oldcrupt
It all burns down huground
Newmerica
Usedtobecans
Newmericans
Virtuquired Datalives
Newvolved digihives
Newmericans
Dearhear a dreamveiw
Knowsaw memberyou
Newmerican
Ancestral
These assurances
These well-intended
Platitudes of wisdom borne of
The lightest light they ever knew.
I resist
I cringe
I worship
I respect
I do not judge
I cannot always appreciate
I respect
I ruminate
I live and breathe and yearn
I stretch and dance and sigh and sigh again
To make the haunt
Less daunting
Reflecting on times, ones perfectly certain,
Without shadows of doubt on the mind,
As though shining, waiting by black or white curtains,
As though truth were so easy to find,
So clear now it seems, contrary to say,
Such clarity is not in the slightest,
As black, surely, but one dark shade of grey,
And pure white, just another, the lightest.
for Steph
I can still remember the day
when the paper trees we built our houses in
burned to the ground
so carefully constructed
from the lightest weight
by heavy hearts
my ruby tears
my sister in soul
on the other side of a bloody ocean
I ate my screams in silence
choking on shame
with the deepest fractured heart
Form:
Watch as the stars embers fade into streaks of color,,,
From the lightest to the darkest shade...
The skies face splits open into a wide-eyes smile..
As it cries joyously down on you...
The crimson tone of your laughter rings loud and clearly...
You watch the water caress the Earth...
And slowly we return to our underground...
Life with you is all I ask...
Form:
You lift my soul and carry my bones
This is the lightest body I’ve ever owned
Learning to live for one, but love for two
It’s all a new story with you.
Feelings of fear surrounded my heart,
Broke my fall, turned love on pause.
I know I’ll love you one day,
But I’m not too sure what that means.
Though these feelings I feel for you, run to the deepest parts of the sea.
Deep dark chocolate, dry red wine
The combination tastes so fine
Like the richest, most delicious fare
Is my bonny with the gorgeous hair
I feast upon her beauty, drink in all her grace
Long for someday, maybe, when I could simply place
The lightest kiss upon her hand and walk with her on golden sand
Drink milk from island coconut
And watch the sunsets from our hut
The February morn' hangs the soft light
puffs of cloud as if to decorate a milled land,
the snow-shine as bright as the sun.
Yesterday there was a trace of the wake
of a skywriter, the color of aged lace
against the lightest blue,
blending with the faded olive
pines, theirs with an orange frost.
And the Igiri tree's captive snow
are the cotton blooms of farmlands.
but then again the dead will try,
to get your attention by and by,
the lightest touch you surely feel,
ask the question, is it real,
as my Dad said when he came by,
"white ants up in the corner, WHY. "
we wither on the human vine,
but spiritually we're doing fine,
to suffer of and reap your fate,
till death is cleaning of the slate,
time to drink some wine...