Short Outgrows Poems

In sunlights defilade
weed outgrows the plant
and marshmallowed clouds
dissipate in whispered wisps
owed was freely given
and crested wave
beckoned burning shoe less feet...

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Rose

If we all become flowers of rose,
Whose scent always outgrows,
Even those hands crush us, in an instance,
Will be left with our fragrance.


All rights are reserved. Syed Imon Rizvi
From a book "Outspoken" - 2012
Available at www.amazon.com...

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Words cannot go where joy finds space,
Feel knows a glow in simple grace.


Words try yet fail to tell of smiles,
Feel you avail in poise that styles.


Words speak of thought yet fail to bridge,
Feel outlives plot to breeze the ridge.


Words cannot stay where impulse flings,
Feel outgrows say to live fond spring.




Leon Enriquez
24 September 2015
Singapore...

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Sitting at a bus shelter
hoodie baby, skinny, drab,
denim-discount,
elfin face,
 the nose ring an ugly stigmata.

She's been staring at empty walls lately,
I can tell, I’ve stared at those same walls.

I am guessing the weight of her solitude
will not decrease anytime soon.

I want to tell her that life
outgrows itself, blooms and becomes.
but I’m all out of bs. today....

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The Shrinking Season
by Michael R. Burch 
 
With every wearying year
the weight of the winter grows
and while the schoolgirl outgrows
her clothes,
the widow disappears
in hers.
 
Originally published by Angle

Keywords/Tags: Time, Year, Years, Weight, Wait, Waiting, Weary, Wearying, Winter, Girl, Schoolgirl, Clothes, Grow, Grows, Outgrows, Outgrowing, Widow, Disappear, Disappears, Disappearing, Age, Aging, Loss, Death...

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Commenced
as a tiny
egg glued to foliage.
Maturing  bondage in a shell
awaits

Larva.
Eating, growing,
full size caterpillar
outgrows its present confines.
Splitting

 Again.
Reattaching
itself with liquid from
its spinneret . Creating a
button.

hanging
little pupa
dieting, motionless,
metamorphosing completely
anew
 
Cracking,
exposing  head
and thorax first. Followed
by legs and golden wings of a
Monarch....

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Sitting at a bus shelter - skinny hoodie baby,
denim-discount - sad little figure,
Elfin faced even with the nose ring.

I know this stranger.
Her alien eyes search for other alien eyes.
She's been staring at empty walls lately,
I can tell, I’ve stared at those same walls.

I’m guessing 
the weight of her solitude will increase.
I hope she finds someone to be with
who understands.

I want to tell her that life
outgrows itself, blooms and becomes -

but 
just walk on by....

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