Short Longingly Poems
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Listen, low lyrical Luquindi like lullabies longingly left by lost Limpkin love.
12/10/15
Yanked
From our
Classroom chills,
Kevin sat alone,
Gazing longingly at us
While sequestered behind a big stack of pills
longingly gazing
at snow-covered window panes...
summer daydreaming
Date written: 01/18/2021
Three black angus cows knee-deep in cool lake
Two on bank look longingly
Egret stands on one's back
Longingly waiting for your embrace
Over and over my mind will race
Vast and strong my heart shall pound
Every time when your around.
Plump blue
berries home
grown longingly ...
satisfaction stolen -
full birds.
... CayCay
May 13, 2019
Everyday…
Consistently
Everyday…
Increasingly
Everyday…
Longingly
Everyday
Painstakingly
Everyday…
Incessantly
Everyday…
Endlessly
Every. Day.
Form:
Verticals
environmental
reaches
towards
involuntary
carrying
airborne
longingly
latitudinal
verticals
03/03/15
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
The Mountain Sea Lovers
jealous Sun
chased Violet Dawn
shamelessly
Open Armed
Jagged Sea accepts her
Longingly
Victoria Anderson-Throop
2013
Valdez, Alaska
Walking, running
Strange sensations felt
Breeze undeniable
The night, a perfect black
She weeps longingly
Striving to become...
The woman she will never be
Changing forever
Thin ruffled covers
My cold, callused feet sneaking
Longingly sideways
Your silky legs welcome them
Foul dream melts, warm clouds embrace
5/21/16
©Thomas W. Quigley
Already longingly thinking about spring
Kinda early but winter's sure not my thing
Love warm and sunny
Not cold and crummy
Listen... listen... the robins do sing
adorable optimistic beagle puppy
reaching for the sky paws up high
dancing the watusi and then the tango
more reserved brother watches longingly
wishing he felt free spirited too
The wants of her heart beckoned of lonely streets
Longingly,
Like the summertime wail of the Snow Fence
When empty winds through weathered pickets
Howl for the cold company it keeps
The want of her heart beckons of lonely streets
Longingly
Like the summertime cries of the Snow Fence
When empty winds rush thru weathered pickets
It howls for the cold company of keep
Form:
Two wants divided in heart, beckoned of lonely dreams
Longingly,
Like a summer wail of the snow fence
Using empty winds through weathered pickets
To howl for the cold company they keep
Form:
Already longingly thinking 'bout spring
Kinda early but winter's not my thing
Love warm and sunny
Not cold and crummy
Listen... listen... the birdies do sing>
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Drawing me_silver sparkling from light on raindrenched Lambsear
Duty said no when longingly my camera called come take shots
Quickly did necessary work_grabbed camera ...ahh....fresh air
A relentless wind
Blows across arctic ice
So is the soul
Void of fruit
Sunshine and love
Winter’s arms are bare
in reserved anticipation
Spring waits longingly
© Brenda V Northeast 28th March 2012
I looked longingly out my window
Even the moon seemed to snub me
The sky exuding gloom and doom
It was going to be a long night
Awake in the stillness of my room
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Already longingly thinking about spring
Kinda early but winter's sure not my thing
Love warm and sunny
Not cold and crummy
Listen... listen... the robins do sing
© Jack Ellison 2016
Next to me
Is a boy who left her helplessly
In a situation blessed by He
On a lonely road to pregnancy
And a child left in infancy
Who will cry longingly just to be
Loved by the boy you see
Next to me
Form:
Townly as worldly
Imprisioned. The clue?
Afar, further still, day, night
Longingly, long through
Gaze out. Voids. Quiets!
Mead's. Those bloom, starry.
With escapist's tendencies
But hie, musefully.
The moon is full tonight
Full of hope and full of love
Longingly I look up
To that gleaming ball above
The moon is full tonight
Full of awe and full of glee
While far below I stand here
Empty as can be.
A gentle breeze carried the tune
of a lady gone too soon.
I listened to it longingly until,
inside my bones, it caused a chill;
and then blew my dreams through other bones,
across centuries of dulcet tones.