Short Mutely Poems

Monsoon-loud splashings.
The horses’ve hurried in.
A damp cat, mutely purring....

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Heavy clouds weeping
waters furiously raging
mutely speaking...









(12-Jul-23)...

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Silence,
mutely vibrant,
whispers over mossy
covered truffles and maneuvers
softly....

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my meaning of life’s tacitly acknowledged ~ then mutely understood


By
David Kavanagh...

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the breeze sweetly sucks
dewdrops from lips of roses
thorns mutely threaten

08 June 2021...

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Mutely, they languish
in embryonic earth—
wait a rust of water, 
a red blossom
bursting 
from screaming
sepia mother....

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far across country
smoke drifts..cries reverberate
sitting  mesmerized
bewildered, mutely frightened
taste word...terrorist

No. 1 in Carolyn's contest....

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A
jar now
mutely holds
washers and clamps,
nuts, bolts, screws, buttons, and the oddity.
It once held the dreams I dreamt and jangled
with hopes, desires
I’d saved, lost
in one
life....

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Yonder on the lake, quiet, unhurried,
svelte swans drift, swishing
in soft, slow motion.

They preen in pairs and admire 
their own reflection there
on the liquid mirror.

Enchanted by their own grace and
beauty, they mutually, mutely
envy each other !...

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The knowing rain arrives
  only when the time is right
  before apparent signs of spring.
It creeps in through the dark night 
  borne by breezes light,
  mutely bathing all things.
Dawn glow reveals damp, rosy patches
  of petals in the city, heavily laden....

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They are  never enough, these words splashed
upon a pristine canvas,
thoughts scratched into quicksand.
We are chasing something that cannot be named
for fear of awakening.
Better to dream from the ink, better to speak 
from all those mutely telling word....

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Today I bumped into my Childhood
and it did not recognize me.
I said: "Hi! Do you live close by?"
It answered mutely with frightened eyes...
Reality was pulling it away from me
I had Childhood in my palms today
but once again it cried snowflakes
of tears of Christmas long time gone......

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The defense is automatic
Actions, autonomic
Devoted to the cause, charismatic
Emotions for all seasons, climatic

I weary,
I smile
I compliment, silently

I advise
I encourage
l congratulate, mutely

l feel
I break
l heal, repeatedly

I love
I pray
I hope, constantly

My feelings 
My devotion
My actions, unsolicited....

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quiet, unhurried, 

           yonder upon the lake,

                     in smooth, slow motion, swans drift,

                                preening in pairs, admiring their own

                                reflection there on the crystal water,

                     amazed by their own grace and beauty,

             mutually, mutely envying 

each other!...

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Abandoned shoeprints
pressed between night and day.

Muddy, empty, discarded,
throats wide open,
mouths mutely appealing,
tongues untied,

revealed in the act
of escaping
both dark and light.

Two elderly men sip tea.
The loud ticking of a communal clock.
Unshod feet shuffle in white cotton.

Perpetual twilight stirs milk
in dimming eyes.
Exasperated attendants hunt
for lost shoes....

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Old feathers

ancient eyes

new lips

romantic face

handsome heart,

your dry sorrow

his healing palms,

large love

kisses of cream

rose pocket

deep touch

passionate pull,


He comes for your heart...

a soul plucker

hunts light

stalks beauty

cries caress

blood beast

prays mutely,

song stays

weaponized wisdom

sensitive wrong

God groans  -

J.A.B....

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I saw a mountain from afar
Looming beneath the evening star.
Mutely it called for me to go
As it faded in day’s last glow.

From a clear lake beside its base
It soared up where eagles don’t dare.
My climb was steep; I did not care.
I reached the peak, edging blue space.

Alone I stood on that far top 
Like the lord of a vast domain.
Happy I was but could not stop:
Yet more mountains beyond remain....

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Oh! I can’t my beloved, if you would!
Fly, or clamber to the sun-lit mead
In the jade heights of there, the eastern-woods;
We’d sprint to the upper cedars
And down to the gorge is grave;
Sit by the frozen snows
Stand ‘neath the white-cloud;
Recline over the tall turf, and mutely listen to the vale;
Talk to the dwelling shepherds,
Kiss, cuddle their she-sheep;
They serve us tea,
And shall smile, and would love....

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The wind blew and lighting bugs flew 
 
In on a warm summer night undue. 

A man mutely sitting on the edge 

Of a rocky ledge 

Mulls over of days gone by

Like a river gone dry

Knitting the feelings of the unkind

Past in his mind

Giving into sullen sorrow. 

Maybe it'll change tomorrow.

Nevermore will time be leaden 

With bleakness, but only by death's end.


9/1/2019...

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In the midst of midnight twilight stance,
Amorous moon, sails veil moment trance.
Transform a lustrous, finely colored finesse.
Spacious heaven at a glance,
Autumn wind threads a rhythmic dance,
Poetic dreams and romance.

Stars whirl mutely in distant space;
Submissively fade in the night's countenance.
Never ending or beginning expanse.
Goodbye to yesterday quintessence.

11/14/2022

Beauty Of Night Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet...

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Mutely, tearfully
Swallowed up, submerged in grief
Remembering calls
You may leave us a message—
At the sound of the tone please…



Caryl Ramsdale
Copyright © 2011  All rights reserved.
Tanka Poetry Form

September 10, 2011

~* Please pray for those left behind on that fateful day, September 11, 2001. *~
My "heartfelt condolences" to the brave families of 911.

“Remembering 9/11” poetry contest sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire

~1st Place~
9/14/2011...

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Cleaving to all its bustle and ado,
What trails behind is one’s own dark shadow.

O man, choke not with truth buried below,
Its fingers point to your vainest ego.

He’s no man that mutely accepts his fate
Resigns to whatso fate, whatso morrow,

A sheep in flock he’s no better to know, 
In cool ash of ignorance to wallow,

A man is he defeated but by him—
O fight thy pretender, beat him hollow. 
______________________________________
Ghazal |04.11.2021|...

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Full of looming fruit
The black wind whispers
the children lived blithely
yonder in blue cave
The silent river protrudes
by the forked road
where the seagrass grows

The seagull mutely follows
jaded in evening sun
old church bells whisper chimes
Coolness and Autumn play in lonely chambers
Sacred blue chimes in plaid footsteps

The rusted window rattles
to the graveyard on the hill
The legends are foretold
twig like, the people remember
the dark ember days of spring...

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Down below, the lights of the night traffic
         subtly tint and tinge the wide, damp window
                    whose glass broods cold, mutely enigmatic.


         But although its sullen, graphite grayness
                    is never a part of the glass itself,
                              no amount of dusting darkens it less.


                    Like a museum pane of years olden,
         it looks down on the throbbing avenue
as pizza neons tarnish it golden!...

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THE PHOENIX


You tried to choreograph my life
Cajoled me to dance to your fancies rife
While in every step you tried best 
To see me mutely obey at your behest
With my happiness buried, dreams shattered
But I have made it impossible to render me battered
For my soul is fortified by scars of plenty whip-lashes
You try to burn, like the phoenix  I rise from the ashes
With propriety I know now to shield my dignity
And fight alone with grit, on life's stage every malignity!

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