Short Opine Poems

how does one opine
     with one’s eyes shut watertight?

             — open wisdom’s dam

1/15/2018...

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Feiix Vallaton
in many ideas did front upon
Art in the round he did opine
so disliking the straight line...

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That “keep it simple, stupid” line
Is wise advice, we must opine.
What’s more, some poems make us snort,
It could read, “keep it simply short.”...

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I am so grateful that you read me and opine
On unique thoughts and ideas I claim mine
But I must be honest and humbly confess
I often lift your ideas to concoct this mess. 

Written November 12, 2022...

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5. Bear Truth

I know that I am real
Because Sir, what I feel,
“SEEMS MORE THAN ME! DIVINE?”
“AND GIFT,” I must opine!
For what man can erase
The stain of time and space?
Let others jive and jam –
GOD Speaks, and lo, I AM!...

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The delicious scent on Poetry Soup
drags the hungry to the bowl's ingredients.
An invite is made to take a scoop,
and savor, oh recipients.
Opine the gusto, poetic group,
then comment on the formula's colour, flavour, and nutrients....

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If to our views, you don't align;
You'll forfeit your right to post and opine.

When with your ideas, we do agree;
We grant you the right to speak free.

Should your thinking be different we find,
You must shut up till you get back in line....

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Nought, zero, nix, blank
Out of information
To impart with no
Heroics to present
Idolized in prose.
Nubilous words flounder
Growing into a mishmash of

Total nothingness.
Opine this silly

Sentiment anyway
As if
You'all are even listening....

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On the mundane meatloaf I must opine

   'Tis an all time favorite grub o' mine

      With smashed pertaters

         And fresh termaters

            Topped off with a two dollar jug o' wine

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved...

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 The verve to serve 
those we opine deserve,
surely compassion selective
though touch of love is effective 
healing those who before us appear
but perhaps we should consider
that identity is not the doer
we are but God’s channel
who He does empanel ...

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Personal poignant passages pure
 Odes, oddities, and opinions to opine
   Essence of everyday evolution evokes
    Truth and tales trumpeted to transcend 
      Repetition, rhyme; recollections revealed
        Yammering and yearning till yarns are yielded

We Create…...

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Once to love, much to tears; denotes the journey
Throughout the years; to find the space, the 
Special time, mankind pursues with plans designed
Unsure is oft.' there are ways and falls, spurning the proffered
Doubting all.' In passing thought I cast opine 
Let chance into play, ere the curtains fall..'...

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Snow began to fall
Come dusk lovely tangos
Wind and flake

Silent wisps growing bold
Wicked, relentless
Hinting winter’s random temper

Silver frosted morning
White landscape
Reflecting purple painted sky

Breath taking dazzling
Lifting me to heights
I’d never approached

But as Newton would opine
What goes skyward
Must surely crash...

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Morality discerning right from wrong
That there be order, society, strong

Cultures diverse, opine divergently 
Head over heart, debating speciously

Oh hermit, choose love unconditional
Outpouring from the heart; Gods miracle

Recognising singular consciousness 
Each being then vibrant in blissfulness 

03-January-2021

(syllabic rhyme)

Morality poetry contest
Sponsor: Mark Koplin...

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we may be somewhat immune
to the seeming randomness of fate
but near and dear ones opine otherwise
so do their emotes cause our heart to agitate

if we remain nonchalant which in truth we are
indifferent is deemed to be our attitude
whilst if we pretend to collaborate
it’s but an insincere platitude

such are unsolvable dilemmas we face every day
who’s the wise guy who said earth life is mere play...

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I came, I saw ...


In Bar
From far

I look
She took

My heart
Apart

The bling
A ring

Married
Buried

The thought
I fought

In trance
No chance

Not mine
Opine

Sad pup
Gave up

Still think
Of link

Again
In pain

No cheat
We meet

A wink
One drink

No more
I swore

Cut loose
She use

Gave in 
Her win

Elate
We mate

The cost
I lost

……………… she conquered...

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Can you speak to the masses
will your words cross the line
From youngest to oldest
will listeners opine

How many octaves
can sing out your tune
Is it seasonal only
or July until June

Is time to speak kindly
of what you espouse
Or pile like kindling
as scraps from a house

The listeners are out there
awaiting your call
Their ears to the ground
—will you bend to enthrall

(The New Room: June, 2022)...

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Do not go right now, the night yet to come;
Many things to be shared, I have to say.
Will you not listen to my guitar strum?
See evening wind mildly blows, do not go;
Let me look at you once, before I play;
Yet to hear song, tell me how does it flow?
When the stars will shine, I'll share my lyrics.
Look from full moon how clouds drifted away;
First you hear, opine before my critics.

...

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Tom
Written: by Miracle Man
September 23 2021

Never one showing reluctance to opine,
with sign carrying groups he wouldn’t align.
His spoken position most all understood,
and what he proclaimed was never a falsehood.

He was never one to keep his feelings canned,
and refused to dance at another’s command.
Never obsessed or having the slightest qualm,
he’s the same man today and his name is Tom.
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Happiest are we all with you to opine,
More than anyone Oh madam Divine;
H2O, water, liquid, ice or formula fine
All you taught us lovingly in class nine.
Without you it was never so fine
As your hands were there for every sign.
You were an angel, supporting vine.
We will miss you a lot in near dateline.
Leaving you to go on is not so fine; 
Still life goes on; so do always shine
In our mind – expect of students and mine....

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FREE TO BE ME
Can we really be known by another.Known and understood.Others may hear us speak, read our words,hear us opine,recite our lines aloud,discuss our art, judge our work , but do they really know. What part of our façade is real and true, which part we withhold?
What is our shame,the reality we alone may know,private thoughtsconcealed, perhaps confessed if intimacy allow.Yes,we and  God alone know all.He won't tell,will we, perhaps, if free to be!...

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Listen to poem:

The Crime of the Clock
David J Walker

Only now do I know
 	The name of my youth 
Printed on tablets of stone
A suspicious truth 
Laced in vermouth
the creative slaves 
And the innocent naves
Dine alone 
In the booth 
Of their own design 

Only now do I know
	The lateness of the hour
And the power 
Of the clocks opine 
A chime of the truth
Or so says the sooth 
Each tick and its tock 
Responds to the clock 
Alerting the sleuth
To its crime...

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Books – a medicine saturnine.
Those who have books shine
With lively bright colour twine.
Books – a Daniel – be in shrine
To take us all up with whine.
Saraswati, indeed, did opine
My talents with saccharine
And help me for Her to reassign
Her position in the world malign.
With her help I Monorhyme define
And made many people it dine
With garlic or ginger or brine.
Oh! Goddess! Help me refine
The world with your dyne –
Books – a medicine saturnine....

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D espair is a lonely place with little sign of light
I n the heavy sorrow so deep we lack the will to fight
A ll around feel our pain - offering their support now and then
N ot a single soul on this earth can really tell us when 
E asing back into life will bring our hearts back right again.

C hoose your path with caution and care
H ow you choose can lead to despair
O nly you will know the right way
S ome will opine with nothing to say
A nd this will prove you went the right way...

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sanctity of a cove
  breaking water
baby mine
  rocked, rolled
cajoled
           opine
of sweetness and beauty
   funny
wonder woman underwear
     she’ll not be bare
  cocooned in love
a warm blanket ‘round birthday suit
     she’ll run from aloha tides
but the sandy beach colors her hair
  she writes her name on walls
penmanship perfect
      she collects a rentful of coins
and starts a club
calculator of fingers, she’s
   a pink and purple diamond

10/15/2020...

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