Short Limbed Poems

bare limbed althea
waiting for spring's call...
red cardinal flies  ...

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leafy limbed curtain…
weeping willow has made a
hedgehog’s safe haven

penned 8/2/2017...

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The crushed glass candle flickers to life,
As Autumn dusk glows through my window.
Geese arrows fly breathless through many
Bare limbed mazes as the flame slowly dies.
Now all that's left for me to know is
The sidewalk is hushed and the loon's call cries....

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Warm
are days
every Spring
as flowers bloom
and honeybees buzz
in search of sweet nectar.
The season of birth and growth
Songbirds sing while feathering nests
and leaves reappear on bare-limbed trees.
It's the time when nature paints the world green
...

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golden ball of light
hidden by a rush of fog....
male mockingbirds fight 

one brief glimpse reveals
bare limbed fig bush, pear blossoms....
streaked kitchen window

weeping willow tree
tiny green leaves, thick weeds grow....
a gap in the fence  ...

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today I walked across the ocean floor
the flora and the fauna were flat;

multi-limbed fish and flat eyeless worms, 
nudged me, like a dreaming lover in the night 

heaven’s light?...no..it was just too far down!
bathyscape deep: Witgenstein deep…really, 
really, excrucitingly deep....

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A vision of pulchritude
My sweet little Isabel
Coquettish in the extreme
A beautiful southern belle
Lithe limbed and gracile
She is hopelessly vivacious
With her sylph like elegance
She tends to the outrageous
But for all her dalliances
And her overt vivacity
Her revelling in the attention
She is still in love with me...

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The leaning tree has battled many a storm
The scars are plain to see
It's crooked trunk and twisted branches
are a living testimony

As I pass in dreary weather
I always take a second
To rest behind his broad limbed back
hidden from the wind

When at last the summer comes
I lean upon that curving bark
There to share my favourite book
Beneath his leafy arc...

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Smooth-limbed creatures list wayward in passion's grip
   Romantic interludes, the menu fare of their cruise ship
The Captain, tuxedo-attired, dazzles the admiring throng
   Green-eyed maidens swoon his way the evening long

Stars wink to one another on high, knowing nods
   Raising waves higher, the pale moon their demi-god
~ Champagne flowing throughout Night's grand facade...

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Drip, drip
Drip, drip
Melts the soiled soul onto
A dusty field of abandon

Fenced in by human limbed pickets
Yanked from the graves
Of broken hearts

Skeletal branched silhouettes
Clatter above the bloodless
Hole in the ground

The Ravens hide in the shadows
The shadows hide behind stone crops
The crops provide bountiful skulls

What is the illusion without a live audience?
Who, or what heard the solemn incantation of
Abra-Cadaver?...

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I saw her standing there
facing the sea.  Her diaphanous
gown draped with gentle folds in
harmony with the breeze.

She seemed poised for flight 
like a long limbed ballerina.
I saw the surf break into an
avalanche of foam and felt

fear that made me huddle and quake.
Tumbling waves licking at caves
mad and destructive.
Her gown became a black shroud

and her sins died in my bosom.
I could not look at her face
lest I see myself and
become astonished....

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There is nothing to distinguish
this day from any other

down on the beach 
children splash into the shallows

dogs sprinting after soggy balls
flung from loose limbed strollers

while swallows carve the air
with cursive dashes

how easy to forget
this scene will keep repeating

in all the seaside towns
long after you’ve departed

your breath and essence
mingling with the salt and spray

for today observe your pleasure
then exhale in silent thanks....

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