Short Mummers Poems

A shout and cry 
Hurried steps 
Chasing each other
Mongrel howling 
Eyes peeping behind blinds
Security lights lighting up
Sighs of relief 
Mutted mummers
Danger is over for now...

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                                         sweltering heat waves

                                  smiles, and uproars of cute kids ~
      
                                          cool delightful pools
...

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Christmass season is now here.!
Celebrating the birth of our King,!
Thus heaven has blessed our kingdom here !
As the new holder of the crown is now a queen.!
A new era has begin,!
Mummers came to sing,!
Under the mistletoe they are all kissing,! 
Wassailers were all drinking,! 
Duke and duchess were dancing,! 
Hail to the new born King,!
Thou shall blessed our reigning queen.!
...

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Love should be cherished and held tightly
Love is not something to be taken lightly
When you fall in love your heart flutters
And your brain mummers
I think love is that lovely feeling
And no matter what love gives that healing 
Love endures and trusts
And always show you the musts 
Never give up on the one you love 
Because if you trust and cherish love will help you rise above!!!...

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To a Neighbor Back from War
 

First of all, your mind.
The chimes must stop,
the drums, the horns,
as well. Finally, the long,
the wild parade
of mummers crazed
you must spade off
the way my Daddy,
years ago, 
when I was four,
on a bright St. Patrick's Day,
turned the soil in Mother's garden,
cursed the British
one more time
then drove his spade,
while Mommy screamed,
through the neck
of a garden snake.
 
 
Donal Mahoney...

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sunset spins sad sky 
in raging red and crimson 
the
fireball waves goodbye 

birds fly to their nest 
a tiresome day ends at dusk 
and
night fills with moonlight

smiling stars appear  
nude night dresses in calmness  
while
wind mummers to moon

new day born at dawn 
sunshine brightens lonely sky
and
new hopes come to life. 



April 3, 2016.
MYSTICS SPLIT HAIKUS - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose

Split-haiku's 
in syllables of 5, 7, 1, 5...

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Listen to poem:

To float on the sea 
is a delight for me.
To be rocked by waves that
urges, surges and mummers
a welcome aboard from the sea,
is giddy gosh, gleeful to me.
The prods, prompts, jostles and
pulses of the waves that caress
my body or vessel's hull
is like masseur's touch -
comforting, warming, healing and relieving me.
For water is the matrix, mater
and milieu that comforts me
in its arms, supporting me
to float so effortlessly, 
gracefully, weightlessly
in free-form bliss....

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