Short Lurk Poems

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Premium Member Grifters and grafters lurk in the rafters

grifters and grafters,
hang like bats in the rafters,
feasting on the moths—
they charm while skimming their schemes,
build loophole ladders of graft
Form: Tanka


Words Lurk

Words Lurk

Believe not,
	That you cannot.
Believe a word 
	Lurks round each corner of your lighted soul.

That a poet lives
	Within your heart, apart from any cold distraction.

And with loving action, 
share your being, leaving your print upon the world.
Form: Rhyme

An Initiative Lurk

When you fail to entertain ask someone for voluntary work.
to learn about boring, to apply a healthy jerk,
Don't hurt anybody, build climax, wisely and warmly,
Patience can promote you when you have an initiative lurk,
Believe me, you shall seek an appointment for ceremonial Kirk.
Form: Haiku

Stories that lurk

There’s the stories
I don’t need to know
Of terrible things
In grand awful shows

These stories that lurk
On the edges of time
Wanting to surface
And continue their line

So here I am stuck 
With the palatable things
That don’t hurt to remember
And I want to sing.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Premium Member Demons Lurk

Demons lurk Flying high into the air Spreading their wings They follow demonic code To frighten all who walk alone They try to posses The lost and unwary Taking them alive They create evil Within the stray pumpkins That just lay about Making them frightening Forming dark Jack-O-Lanterns Demons will ruin Through the eyes of a pumpkin Any person’s evening
Russell Sivey
Form: Rengay


Memories Lurk

memories lurk beneath the pale, behind the brow of sorrow, too many hurts, the thoughts impale, of lives in tempest and death grow stale, lest, remembered, some tomorrow.... well known beyond the veil, which no one else can borrow, some try to no avail, tomorrow yet tomorrow..... At 4 years i told my mum i drowned at sea, and the sharks were there??? Don re: "Hollow Bones" Debbie Duncan
Form: Rhyme

Pressure doesn't make diamonds

Pressure, pressure, pressure
Hurts, hurts, hurts
Under so much pressure

Pressure to do the right thing
Pressure to be something
Doing all this hard work
Just for my failures to lurk

Pressure, pressure, pressure
Crack, crack, crack
Under so much pressure

Even after all that pressure
You don't get anything better
Still the same results
Still the same faults

Pressure, pressure, pressure
Form: Rhyme

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