Short Morphed Poems

a neighborhood dog would cry

eating rutabaga pie

we added honey

making him runny

and morphed him into a fly....

Read More

The Francis Scott Key Bridge collapse
Morphed metal beams into steel scraps
Oh say what a fright
The dawn's early light
Ends the anthem-man's span with taps...

Read More

DRINK MY OASIS

In life, morphed desert

Desiccated, you chase mirage

My heart melts

Come, drink my oasis.

March 2, 2019...

Read More

Listen to poem:

tentatively glistening
in the frigid sky
winter stars
o so distant
my call gone unheard
tears morphed
crystallized



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on November 5, 2021...

Read More

Poor Fred just wanted to be a farmer
  But so cute, he morphed into a charmer
    All the girls saw him and sighed
    Barn-door-sized tears did Fred cry
  Exchanged mud-caked boots for 'Under Armour'...

Read More

Hot and mean as fire
syrupy sweet gardenia
morphed right before me

a known creative
(we can be so lost at times)
still burn ya, even dried

cloying smothering
gardenia still once 
withered faded brown...

Read More

looks like refinement
from outside boiling pot in
cool calm big fat lie

her tears tear me up
along with the depression
pukes on everyone

away my boy joy
morphed from this to that kid to man
overnight success...

Read More

Winter has arrived with a vengeance up north
Seems earlier each year a new climate has morphed
Here's what I say to that
Shove it down your hatch
Cold weather and yours truly have officially divorced...

Read More

It started with a cup.
The cup turned into a bottle.
The bottle made an addiction.
Addiction morphed into violence.
Violence grew into destruction.
Destruction Destroyed reason.
The reason delivered abuse.


-Fox...

Read More

Once beloved
is now forgotten.
Once cherished
is now despised.

Once a beauty 
is now marred.
Once loving 
is now hurtful

It is a tragedy,
started by lust,
morphed by lies,
ended by hate.

It's a broken love....

Read More

The marquee's silhouetting neon heart's rejoicing as she sequined
Dracaena whom had merely dreamnt this dream; a fathom to be..
Bustling city streets her trouvere`in morphed vibrant vivid scenes
Translucent wings cable cars pedestals invoked her, highrise stars....

Read More

Mundane matters motley
Muddy minds mostly
Melding, moulding, miring
Mindlessly meandering

Meek moribund musing
Mindfulness missing
Mystics mentalism mimic
Marring meditation’s magic

30-June-2022

Begin with a letter Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Angela Tune...

Read More

our world has befallen upon weirdest of times
Pandemic oozes out of our brains into our lives
Misinformation keeps us at the edge of our sanity
I stayed hidden for about twelve months
But three days ago I morphed into a butterfly
to fly above those others who remain down...

Read More

Made of a single line
Morphed haiku lineage
Masked emotions expressed
Molded in brevity
Mind of reader draws own
Mystique picture conveyed
Many meanings emerge.

October 23, 2020
Syllable count : 6 per line
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : Pleiades 3
Sponsor : Joseph May...

Read More

reiterated &continous
an outpouring
exemplifies
 an alterego
in succinct
  ironic layers

a  relentless
genre
perennial
&
implicit

 a practice
paralleled &
morphed
into sparse lines
as
 visual statements
of solitude mode

yet
isolated
with self signature
&
is self streamed...

Read More

Behind twisted clouds, the sun shrunk,
the sky turned purple black
and my hometown morphed into junk,
as though shredded by flack.

Trees got torn from the ground
and you cannot rebound
when your home’s but a mound.

The dead sleep in shrouds,
behind twisted clouds.


(Quietus)


9/12/2021...

Read More

Sitting betwixt these margins outside their box; exactly
Where they wish as need to be ? Growing somewhat weary
Artsy-craftsy's aurora australis articulations; dangling in poetics
Literaturistic high wires acts an arobic miscalculation ? Lese majesty
Essential's evolution morphed their scenes alabaster she and, a revolution....

Read More

I HAVE NOTHING 

Nothing is enough
Everyone wants more and more
Spring is far away

DEATH

The soul will depart
One day you will be no more
Crows roost calling loud

THRONES

Gods galore rule now
Thrones made from enemies heads
Feathers on a scale

MORPHED

Morphed into the air
I am forever hidden
The water fall drips...

Read More

Remember how it was in school
    Diverse and sundry subjects -- Cool!
  History, Math, Chemistry; Art and Music too
    A Foreign Language, Swimming in a pool

  Our minds were open, we took it in
    With time left over to smile and grin ...
  Today we spend all day to write two poems
    Our brains perhaps have morphed into thumbs...

Read More

Reflecting how time changed contours and lines . . .
baby lips, cheeks, cotton hair,
most precious sight to me.

Time morphed the image, boy mischief and smiles
twinkled in soft hazel eyes;
look back at me, my dear.

Across a void I cannot circumvent
a face most beautiful shines
which I no longer see.

Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, July 8, 2014...

Read More

For the young, getting dressed is a breeze.
They don’t mind showing midriff or knees.
Skirts cut up to the thighs
That might lure strangers’ eyes
Are no bother; they wear what they please.

As we age, though, the mirror decrees
That we bow to the image one sees
And at last recognize
That we must compromise
So my short-shorts have morphed to capris!...

Read More

Feet
rest at
bay of bliss
before final
journey starts to keep promise made to self
etch lasting footprints on twilight sea shore.
From morphed hourglass
slip away
sands of
time.

September 12, 2020
Photo chosen : #2
Syllable count : 1/2/3/4/10/10/4/3/2/1
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : Double Tetractys 2 
Sponsor :  Eve Roper...

Read More

ubiquitous
tactile
happenings
      forever
traced
in 
form
   
   of

moods
in
waiting

 engagingly
        radiant
expansive&
eerily beautiful

   unforgettable
haunting presence
in
 representation

morphed
 into
 patterned
     people
places
   
 images
  depicted

thought
pauses
  gathered
in
the
   readymade
created
or found...

Read More

Like a frosty breath clinging to Winter's chill
a faint foggy figure floats on the cold air.
It disappears, but its presence lingers still,
fueling feelings of anguish and despair.
I broke into a haunted house for the thrill
because I was told ghosts were often seen there.
But my curiosity's morphed into fear,
undone, I wish I had never set foot here....

Read More

Heaven was crying that night,

when I first glimpsed her.

She was tattooed and painted

with mascara and scarlet lipstick.

And raindrops morphed into teardrops

trickling down her youthful face.

Something about her was different,

she seemed out of place.

And in a shaky voice,

a fallen angel propositioned me.


(Free Verse)


Mar.9, 2018...

Read More