Short Overblown Poems
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Like a dog digging bone, I hunt stories
Write orgies from words known
With syntax like old men's drone
And metaphors overblown
he is overblown
with his supersized ego
I know it sounds trite
he’s mastered pretentiousness
and here he is now
please act natural, cousin
don’t give away anything
The four seasons are each wonderful on their own
but when they are shoved into one day it can be overblown
Sun, wind, rain, and snow
all dramatic and putting on a show
An overwrought poem, I suppose
Might go florid describing a rose
But there’s something much worse
Than an overblown verse –
It’s the mind from which flows purple prose.
written 1/26/19
Be careful with words you intone,
because words have lives of their own.
Words overblown, relayed on the phone,
words in harsh tones that jolt, stun and depose,
and shock us with what they disclose.
immense
on the surface,
massive
in depth
yet
if overblown..
malevolent:
a tortuous
reflex..
..allusive
as mercury
to grasp:
a threat
perhaps
if
assembled
and paraded
sans
modesty
Words
pompous, overblown
complicating, decorating, fluffing
Read, Research, Culture, Modification
clarifying, stripping, owning
direct, succinct
Message
this dark spirit goes upon decitfull 'mistle-toes' to tell deep lies
In kind disguise, with gutteral tones, this overblown' and
Foetid canker, consort of bankers, necropheniaic black
God forsaking.' death will take him, into hell for such awaits him'
INTEREGNUMS
eyes
flickering
overblown
engaging
flares
in
nocturnal
concentration
changing
in
the wind
dispersed
help fix
the mood
soften
tones
to give
structure
to
sensitive
expression
cudhioned
with
charm
in stillness
where
triviality
dreams
I do not live in Missouri
But I want to be shown
Those who are in a hurry
Often give facts overblown
I cannot be told to believe in this or that
My experiences are vast, decidedly phat
I will make up my own mind if you please
Some of the stuff I read is gleaned out of cottage cheese
undisclosed
& overblown
flickering
black
nocturnes
a
pervading
disposition
sensitively
expressed
a
vague
muddled
yet
trivial
picturesque
conquest
of
light
in
simplified
stylization
of
frozen
moods
abiding
With Divine, my physique and psyche are knit
I feel it, though my eyes can't see it.
It's a voyage from the known
Its zones are unknown.
Thirst-filled quest!
Lone!
Zest-filled test!
Midst gale and cyclone
Though darkness is overblown,
My soul's consciousness is brightly lit.
With Divine, my physique and psyche are knit
Seeing you
standing there what to do?
I smile to bridge the gap, you have grown,
by plane I have crossed a continent to atone.
There's been too many harsh words, tirades overblown.
My son, please come, I mean you no harm.
He crosses to my arms.
Smiling, charmed.
Date:5/18/14
Deborah Guzzi
Contest:TROIS PAR HUIT A BRIDGE
Pink cat with yellow polka dots
Orange and blue striped kitten
Female faeries with caramel skin
Beige elf man riding a horse with hearts
Why didn’t I make that a unicorn?
Overblown yellow daisy with a pretty face
Purple and yellow dragon wearing knee high boots
This was strange even for me
I smile at my painting from 2017, liking it more now.
Don was heartfelt, honest and sincere
When he fell in love with Miss Lynn McVere
She was flamboyant, redheaded, her ego overblown
Not her! Said his family, you are pure and home-grown!
She is as fake and strange as you are real
But Don could not change how his heart could feel
Falling in love was easy; he loved Lynn true.
They stayed married a record number of years, sixty-two.
camera has a mind of her own
photographs angles eye unseen
brilliance of film not overblown
remarkable black and white so keen
catching shadows that others miss
photographer undisclosed hidden lens
confident giving scene a gentle kiss
rapid shutter, nothing posed
camera has mysterious ways
capturing three dimensional essence,
her imagination truly slays
stunning us with unseen magnificence
It begins in barricading,
Anger, fear and then persuading,
Keep on beating,
Hearth and heating.
Face looks red and
Head overblown with intense containment.
I bubble up with the thoughts,
Sighs and shock at what they’ve brought.
Though hope of formation is lost,
Cascading thought of being
Part of such that, not conceding,
Is hurt of needing,
And creates a darker cushioning
For me to rest my head.
At what point do I give up on my dreams
When do I know that my innovations
My poems or novels will not it seems
Live outside of my imagination
When should I realize that my brilliance
Is overblown desire; not artistry
They say I am showing my resilience
Not settling for my mediocrity
When will I understand that I’m lying
Thinking that there is someone who might care
When will it be alright to stop trying
Never! As long as you are there to share
One Liners
Confusion
Confusion is rIpping apart fusion to confound a muddlehead.
Inflated Ego
Inflated Ego is an overblown gas balloon.
Battle of Sexes
Battle Of Sexes ends in the hibernation of a fused fox by a diffused vixen.
Love
In the history of love one has to walk precariously along the quick sands of hearts.
Winter
Lulled winter romances before stormy autumn wails
December 12, 2015
Contest: One Liners-6,7,8,9,10
Sponsor: Bev Smith