Short Necked Poems
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Old Chinese paintings
on sanded paper veneers
depicting swift flight
of a thousand long necked cranes
still trapped, just piercing the sky.
The iris burst forth
Elegant lacey splendor
Crowns of every hue
Short is their spring reign
Long necked queens of the garden
Receiving homage
silence resonates
eerie gray glow of night sky
nightjar* prays for moon
*The fiery-necked nightjar has a distinctive call that many have rendered as 'good-lord-deliver-us'.
Making lyrical dreams
that beat the sound of love
flowing with each whispered beat
the soul is in movement
the physical heart is in timing
moving the soul
and seducing
the necked Mind
aka:lyricvixen
Form:
Blush check
you can see it on my face
embarrassed, red-necked,
displaced;
take it back and trim
the love you erased,
my open disgrace in,
the kiss you placed.
No adjectives, Jack Webster's workshop,
just blushing fact.
6/22/21
Long necked
with legs like ruby stilts
the crane lifts it wings
to it's side
and dances with little strides
It bobs and hops:
a skipping rope with feathers
then lowers it's wings
to gauge the effect.
Almost like the wind is a critic
It finds a mate.
Making secreted dreams
that beat the sound of excreted water
flowing with each enriched elimination
the kidneys are in movement
the physical process is in timing
moving the waste
and expelling
the urination from the necked Urethra
aka:lyricvixen ha-ha!
Form:
a long-necked goose pursued
a stuffed hen, waddling
through the entrails of
an all-you-can-eat
charred chick
lunch special
~ Corner of Chick Ken and Charred
somewhere out there in the Twilight Zone ~
Three pedal pushers, pushed past,
mom, daughter, grand
icons of fashions.
Forms formed by the dictates of passion.
Hair cropped, brows plucked,
rural New England’s answer to
Dolly Parton.
Scooped necked and corseted
varying little from teen-queen to matriarch;
only the wrinkles told the tale.
On two feet adorned with five inches of pointed toes
Fatima oozes elegant seduction from crown to her base
Necked with gold jewels she strides along ankle braced
Proud back leaning forward her hips lead to reshaped bosom
When stylish stilletos falter she falls flat on her delicate face
05th June 2018
The colors
of a sea, a distant sail
on its edge.
A pearly flush.
The coast of an elegant
cloud, the stretch
of a snowy
egret. The glide of a black-
necked swan. Dusk.
The butter
hues that baste the terrace,
in late afternoon:
the graceful
sunlight that lifts the diamond
wings, of Spring.
A long necked goose flies over Cyprus,
Then slowly disappears before us,
A sword now comes, straight and true,
It too vanishes into the blue
Mountains form and tumble down,
Faces appear to make us laugh or frown,
We lie here on this warm and balmy day,
Watching clouds form and drift away.
© Dave Timperley June 2014
Torrid sighs
scatter pearl-necked
doves as
romance blooms when
peep day hearts ruffle
purple
flowers
on forest
meadows
and wild life
mint cool streams
whose fragile amber rush
plumes
a rainbow’s end bliss
Date posted ; Second of June 2020 ~ 2/6/20
Title : Delirium
Sponsor : Edward Ibeh
My husband and I live in a birdhouse the woman said.
I was amused when I met her scrawny necked husband.
He was built like an ostrich with a rear that stuck out.
And long skinny legs, that reminded me of most birds.
I wish he did not wear those striped socks, she said.
I thought their birdhouse was more than appropriate now.
I'm a long-necked Brontoleesaurus
Sometimes called great Apatosaurus
I only eat twigs and leaves
Another large salad, please?
And a steak for my friend, Segisaurus
tall brontosaurus
a museum favorite
children gather
*Lee is my middle name
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, March 17, 2012
For the Dinosaur Quest contest (PD)
Third place
If you knitted a scarf
For a long necked giraffe
How long would the scarf need to be
If you wrapped it around
Would it reach to the ground
Or only get down to his knee
Should the pattern be bold
Could it keep out the cold
Would it make him look chic and have style
If he wore it outside
He would wear it with pride
Along with his ear to ear smile
A giraffe once told me
a funny story of his life;
Shared to me - his longest neck
is less joy more of a strife.
Despite his grand and unique posture
standing slim and tall,
He absolutely doesn’t feel
superior above all,
As by the time the funny joke
reaches his perky ears,
He’s missed again the outburst
of his jungle buddies’ cheers.
March 25, 2023
They look like little pumpkins,
Cute and orange, with a stem,
Or else like tiny long-necked squash;
The stores sell lots of them.
They serve as decorations
As they brighten homes for fall,
A counterpart to jack-o-lanterns,
Faceless, though, and small.
However, I do wonder
Why they’ve gotten so maligned
For when someone’s out of someone’s gourd,
It means he’s lost his mind!
The narrow old bridge
A short-cut to town
To and fro traffics
Have to take turns
No pushing and rushing
But patience and tolerance
On this bottle-necked old bridge
People stopped to greet
Even to strangers they meet
But a friendly smile is lost
Since the old bridge is rebuilt
For cars to speed
For traffic to be fluent
For oldies' hearts to be separated
To be dragged further apart
Man rejects God,
God loves man.
Man is not worthy of God,
God is generous to man.
Man is stiff necked to God,
God is patient with man.
Man does not trust God,
God supplies the needs of man.
Man forgets God,
God remembers man.
Man blames God,
God forgives man.
Man sins before God,
God died for the sins of man.
Man searches for God,
God waits for man.
Man needs God,
God is here for man.
Query at Insect Inspection:
Insect
been checked?
Response to Query:
Insect
been wrecked
Wanted Ad for Bug Arsonist:
Hire thug -
Fire bug
Doped Up Insects
Red bugs
fed drugs
Isn’t It Ironic?
Small bug
all smug
Double Trouble
Twin-decked
Insect
Check out the Snake Fly:
Thin-necked
Insect
Bugs Most Neglected:
Weed bugs
need hugs
Oct. 27, 2022
for Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
cold and indifferent
relentless autumn rain
garnet ruby topaz
brawny clingy leaves
dangling from lean branches
holding on for dear life
waving so gently one moment
then wild in a raging ballet
stiff-necked and trembling
amidst gale winds
determined to never give up
its feat of beauty over strength
mystifying cycle of nature
AP: 1st place 2020, 2nd place 2020
Submitted on November 9, 2017 for CONTEST NO.360 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Frozen drifts of snow will soon melt upon the high bluff
Ending Winter's hold, in time for warmer days of reprieve
Blooming will be a tulip, sprouted from a dormant bulb
Ring-Necked Doves will happily coo with joyous fervor
Unbound we'll be from the fear of catching the dreaded flu
Anxious for temperate weather to green lawns and flora
Relinquishing its seasonal right as a month of chilly weather
Yielding, February will step aside, for Spring is on its way
Long necked babe and able,
A slippery tongue creature fable,
She enjoyed when being fed,
And does not distinguish blue from red,
Just swallows, eats, and licks the hand,
Like a closer buddy friend,
If you have food in a bag and hand,
They all come in sequence bow and bend,
To grasp their share,
They like to freely borrow but not to lend,
A closer look at them,
And when they get what they want in the end,
They disappear without fear,
How selfish of them my friend!
The ring-necked pheasant
captured in flight
on a coffee cup
never gets anywhere.
So it is with us.
Continually
the question -- the peaceful
insanity of elevator music.
Which poppy field
are we off to? Will we
shatter wings
or soar like Icarus II, sensing
wind and astonishment;
licking sun-cracked lips
till feathered shadows
paint sidewalks --
moreling the faint pink morning
while the hunter
cups us in gnarled hands
whispering
we are good.