Short Murk Poems

Playing tenderly,
Bringing memories of murk
With its hum; ceaseless…...

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Immerse my every
Breath, liberate me from life’s
Murk,    tranquility…...

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There's light everywhere;
Still, our hearts are full of murk;
We need light indeed....

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The lines blur
As dark clouds flit
Where the gull’s cry
Sounds no longer
In the waters murk
The god wrath rises
Breaking red in the dawn...

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Line of Inquire:

In the shadowed chambers of my soul, fears lurk
Whispers of doubt, like shadows in the murk
I resisted, like a warrior in the night
But now I wish I had basked in love’s pure light

...

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S-ee 
H-ow 
E-arly 
E-ffulgence 
N-egate 
A-nother 

M-urk 
A-t 
E-venfall 

A-s 
N-ew 
Z-enith 
A-bates 
N-ight 
O-bscurity 

Topic: Birthday of Sheena Mae T. Anzano (November 06)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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MOTH



Unsung butterfly of the night
Seen only in the murk
Eschewing the sunlight
Pale-skinned, huge-eyed, he will  lurk,


His bulb-drawn silent face- 
A morlock of the world of flies
Displayed in night-black case -
Against the cold glass lies....

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Dark Night
No Light

  Old Owl
Wolf Howls

Witch Yells
Wrong Spell

 Ghost Fly
  So High

 Death Lurks
   In Murk






Murk:darkness or thick mist that makes
 it difficult to see.






10-26-16

Contest: Halloween 
Sponsor: Eve Roper...

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my spirit suddenly woke 
slapped me around a bit
set me straight
fed me Light
cracked me open

little trickles now
praise prayer song
blessing against the cursing
color seeping back into
this grey murk

how is it 
i turn away
i neglect
i forget 
who i am?...

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The Challenger Deep.
The deepest point in the ocean.
What bizarre creatures live in the murk
Of this part of the Mariana Trench.

Creatures that never sleep
In the sea's endless motion.
In ancient hollows they lurk
Deep in the Mariana Trench.



*Inspired by a wikipedia random article*...

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It is a hole of black
Where I find myself
Cannot retract
I dug the hole myself

Thoughts of murk
Not substance from the mind of I
Yet in this darkness I lurk
Pleasing the sadness of I

O’ how dismal the dirty, gloom
How can you forgive me?
A pother creeps stealthily, my tomb
How can I forgive me?...

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A dab of blue
Stark slash of gray - 
Dark crimson skies
Mauve dusk at play.

An ashen murk
The stars on way - 
Night cajoling 
Pale moon to stay.

Soft patch of pink
Snow pearly white - 
Strawberry dawn
In soulful light.

A golden noon
Bright blaze on skies - 
Corn yellowed hue
Till sunset lies.
   ***********...

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WORKING UNDER BRIGHT LIGHTS AT HOME







My quirk is I don’t like this work;  I just lurk in the murk and smirk.
 
My wife does not shirk. I irk her but her perk is to call me a lazy jerk.



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Entered in  Susan  Burch’s  Contest  

“Couplet Challenge” (Something you hate to do at home)...

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The old church sits
Squalid in its agony
Bitten by the earth

The air groans

The gates swung wide
Her innards raped
Gutted by vultures

Still darkness falls from the sky

It is a Murk,
A cancerous toxin
Spreading into the roots

The old world rises

Where survival rules
None are free
No miracle comes from ruin

The decay lurches on...

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Being lit,Murk around quit;
Overhead fire, shed hot tear;
Gaze beside me,at times I cram;
Ease work done, devoid of harm;
Round back seen,moment lost power;
Found ye grown,descend in an hour;
If at demise, cry for soul peace;
Make our dine to shine and get bliss;
Among the all,what Man made boon?
Indubitably its "My Melting Man"!...

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What waters we drink from
starry eyed and staring 

Alphabet soup


What think we of ourselves
to fill from dank and dark murk

Alphabet soup


What angels with drooped wings
Ask for a better applause


alphabet soup


What tribe to our children do we offer
When we drink from the sin-silly waters of...


Alphabet soup...

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DOWN

Down and down
Until the murk grips
So I cannot breathe
Or cry out helpless
To unreachable assistance
Which never comes
With arms wide to accept
The burden from my back


Far above spins the light
An infinity of vortex
Closing and opening in never-ending
Optimistic pessimism
Full arm-stretch
And widespread fingers
Grasp at nothing
Continually...

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Sweet Empty gulf farewell
all the animals I've known so well
adrift among the lifeless waves
corroding in the grim sun's rays.

Oh the dim murk reeks of death
the odors cause my nose distress
I'll never see the water blue
consumed forever by BP's Crude.



- To every animal that has swam, trot, or flew
I bid thee all adieu 

I'll miss you....

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Man shoulder that burden,
you are a beast,
here is my whip,
but where is your back,
you tire now so soon,
remember the days,
when I had my say,
got you to work,
in the worst of murk,
Now you are timourous,
and a rebel,
it is there in your eyes,
to a multiple of a treble,
tone it down,
and recognize yourself,
you are my beast,
to say the least....

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I forget what form of poetry this is (wrote it for English class a while back.)


Swallow within your own, Panic!
Wriggling in its strong grasp, Suffering!
Subdued beneath its murk, Frantic!
Twitching weakly with hope, Flickering!...

Peacefully captive lost soul, Unspoken…
Recalling events long past, Ebbing…
Neglected feelings pour out, Broken  .


© Samir Georges
2007...

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Loneliness is murk, 
Love is life,
But the mellow sun shrink behind the world
And the blue skies' growing dim.

The world's so much trouble and shot!

I'm a single man: you're a comely damsel
Step in;
My heart's a joyful world for you alone!

Kiss away the loneliness,
We shall grow finer and taller.
Glint the mellow sun,
And we are all the colourful  rainbow upon the blue sky....

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1:00am
This time, on a deep dented
Pillow, lies tears
From smashing and thrashing
Against the grain.

I fear most the window chimes,
Sounding more and more like chains
On glass. (Fingernails ripped out)
The ghost here reads real.

Drenched blackbirds are scurrying
From the recent storm; feathers their murk
In my head. The thing is: I have them by 
Their wings— (switch over to bed)....

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~O' twilight crepuscule darken murk  uncertain obscures;
Gloaming ugly blacken sufferings of deaths chant songs;

Melancholy sullen misty dark figurative demon dance;
Stygian evil shadowed one is the darken phantom soul;~




3/24/19
~3rd Place Winning Placement entry~
Writing Challenge 5, March 2019, Four Lines - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Dear Heart...

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Adrift in this vast,
empty sea. Silent,
save for the beckoning call
of  distant gulls,
your only friend. And 
the makeshift mast and sail is
uselessly flaccid.

And beneath,
concealed
by the dangling sway, 
of muddy-
moss-green ribbons of waving kelp,
is the dark murk
of unknown depths.

Then the wind 
panics,
arousing your sail and
it swells into life
and draws you towards home....

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Portrait


This portrait of you gladdens me
It looks like you; depravity
you’d hate it, friend
it’s pitiless,
displays your foul malignity.
Your smile, well
it’s ominous
vampiric canine alias.
The painter tried to hide that smirk
to cover sleaze in fancy dress,
not all paint can cover murk.
He captured your peculiar quirk,
that nostril flare of snobbery
you were a nasty piece of work....

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