Short Mystify Poems
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Butterless flies flutter by
and dragons without fire fly.
Over and under,
curious wonder.
Nature’s tricks do mystify.
Magic
an illusion
that will mystify you
the impossible is achieved
juju
(Cinquain)
02/08/2020
Mystify my chronicle in your cloud of passion
Intertwine our humble universe in one ration
Slowly pass the time to make the ascension
Thus our love is the greatest invention.
stretch artist, A. Modigliani amplifies
sketching curvilinear bodies, weak eyes
his far-fetching figures still mystify us
despite his premature death to meningitis.
May 10, 2022
Merrily, merrily,
mystify him gently,
manage him to the door.
Make sure he sees the sprig,
manifest, boldly ask,
majestic tradition,
mirthfully with a kiss.
Fossil dragonflies with wingspans about two feet,
Imagine seeing that dragon fly on the street !
Three hundred million years old;
Remarkable story to be told!!
Ancient, beautiful, I mystify;
The magnificent...
Dragonfly.
passive quiet still
where reflections lie
to wander,to dream
digress and mystify
then discover and discern
the rudiments of grace
with exegesis rather than
eisegesis or paraphrase
a doctrine from macro
to micro....conceived
The sparks will fly
and often mystify
when dreams
give birth
to words
unspoken
Fairy tales come alive
mixed with nations lore
and the melody
of the two worlds
blend true
In dreamers wanderings
one wants not
for the other
as love transends
the journals
of time
Listen to poem:
Behind a fence, the barracks,
the grim barracks,
but the barracks are no more.
Their domes were like an onion,
stealing the great show.
Julie went to see them in 1939,
but much after, no, soon after,
grim barracks were no more...
The onion domes don't mystify:
there's only mist to show.
6/21/2016
Time ticks by there's no time to cry
You can only turn a blind eye
The world is ready to horrify
And I wont stick around to say goodbye
While I solidify
You try to justify these actions that terrify
It will petrify and mummify
They wont mystify or mollify
As you just stand there stultified
3/15/2017
Listen to the night.
Four legs I run or wings I fly.
Wolves, tigers, canes, and eels.
They all walk the forest.
Living the life, given to them by destinies wheel.
Some fly in the sky,
Others live down in the depths of the sea.
The wild will always mystify.
Through wind, water, fire, and earth.
They will always run free.
Lightning explodes across endless black sky
Sharp fingers extend from golden forked band
Exposing terror and fright in child’s eye
Thunderous BOOM echos across the land
Mother Nature fails not to mystify
Battle and Beauty entwined on scale grand
Forever astounding with great power
Determined grandeur amidst cool shower
6/5/2017
The gilded clouds turn dark before the rain
And roll as blackest waves across the sky
The lightning bursts and flashes like a vein
Its fingered traces seem to mystify
Clouds that form together are overlain
From strong and swirling winds that push them by
They turn black and gray shades of churning hue
When Summer rains become a cauldron's brew
8/25/17 contest Summer Rain Storms
Another day first
Lights by and by
My heart is broken
Mourning, sorrowing
My quiet tears
Stunning to my ears
Sole in the haze of misery
To my mystify
Lapsed slipped away
Your face I observe
Gone your voice
The house with tune
Your hence makes me blue
A cut heals over time
Emotional pain glues
Eventually too
I will have a scar
It will remind me
Of my love for you
Round round tap tap clap clap clap onwards chant. Tyrannical faith, get drenched in flow, outpour downpour core directed circular drainage.
Apex. Tidal. Damper. Tamper. Mystify yet unify and gain strength. Adhere to gods of old ancient wisdom healing the new.. Glow times magnification . amplified ambience blue blue bandage style. Whilst the small blue bird sings a hppy tune.
NAVAL. NAUTICAL. NEED. NURTURE. NUT. NEEM.
Form:
To think that I could set a spell
and have a little chat,
that out might pop a sweet rondel
like rabbits from a hat
whose origins no bard could tell -
can you imagine that?
But what might mystify me more:
to call that work my own.
Would you not have to silence shame
or are such thoughts unknown?
The tech is cool, that much is true;
sometimes my mind is blown,
but characters are often lost
once typed into a phone.
Lightening and thunder striking ruinously
Thou I'm shocked but not lost
After all I'm free from horror
Beautiful and glittering roses beckon
Thou I didn't succumb to that mystery of bad icon
Nippy raindrops roll on me while I'm roaming in a dim world
I'm frighten by emotions of fear and knot by sadness
I think I'm in a wolf land with tears rolling down the corner of my eyes
I'm mystify when I see unknown lights and I believe I'm in darkness
Mysticism is alive and well.
If this seems like a mystification, you have not experienced it yet.
But wait, what if you have?
Think on the mystique of a newborn babe.
You know this beautiful child has an inner glow, and sacred look, fresh from heaven.
Mystically alive, a soul-messenger.
A newborn will mystify even the most hardened skeptic.
You cannot hold one without instantly feeling that you are looking into the eyes of God.
Anyway, I cannot.
That passing glimpse
A catch of the eye
A glance, a trick to mystify
There, dancing in Latin heat
To that rhythmic Salsa beat
You flash me a smile, dispelling all fears
As through a throng it promptly disappears
Then a teasing word, a dangerous thief
Stealing through that night of disbelief
Morning light our passion chases
Unfolding our close embraces
I hug that night’s untold memory
Close as the bark to the Old Oak Tree
Are cucumbers cool
As a general rule?
How fresh is a daisy?
Are loons always crazy?
How snug is a bug
When he’s not in a rug?
How gentle are lambs
If not happy as clams?
How clever’s a fox
That’s as dumb as an ox?
How fit is a fiddle
Not clean as a whistle?
Are doornails most dead,
Or are dodos instead?
Is it drier than toast
To say “deaf as a post”?
Such puzzles befuddle and much mystify
Till suddenly you see they’re as easy as pie!
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Bold, dazzling butterfly
Spread your wings, release, defy
Blend amongst the coloured flowers
Resting through nocturnal hours
Basking balanced blissfully
Blossomed nature blessed and free
Soar beyond the boundary
Transformed so dramatically
Breakaway beyond the sky
Brush of brilliance, mystify
Beaming colours of fresh appeal
Dazzling butterfly, so surreal
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
clouds up playfully dancing in the sky
scrapes and patterns nonchalantly floating by
shrouds of marshmallow forms that mystify
cottoncandy shapes in guises quite flamboyant
grounded gusts released on wings of butterfly
landscapes enjoy their suitors so gallant
magical theatrics in slow motion
whimsical courtship games incite emotion
AP: 3rd place 2025
Submitted on June 9, 2019 for contest RIMA OTTAVA sponsored by CHARLES MESSINA - RANKED 3RD
I am a chameleon
A changer of all sorts
Just when you figure me out
I'm not the same as before
I'm a master of illusion
Trickery in the arts
I'll mystify you with my skills to change
I hit you in your hearts
Just when you think you know me
You better look again
I shape shift over and over
Just so I don't have to let you in
I protect myself by changing
It's human nature to judge
At least if I can hide within myself
It's my heart that won't be scarred
you, I, we, they
stumble, betwixt
with words-
creative minds
hands write
muses mystify
searching, finding
expressing in verse
then you, I, we, they
read, critique
poems delightfully
but a few may
tongue waggle
insinuatingly
eyes close
to those that do
but many, many
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For Linda-A's contest, 'PD Poem (Any Poem Written Or Dedicated To Me'
The vanity of stars that strive to light the vastness of the sky
Plucked from the blue enigma their beauty makes me joyfully cry
They are distanced too far for our dreaming to contemplate why
This ultimate design is there to teach and mystify
The ego of the sun caresses all within her reach
Yielding her fire to bequeath life to be given or be breached
Her power is omnipotent for all things living to love and reap
And seep within our life's blood to have, hold and keep