Short Pasting Poems

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Premium Member Moisturizer Paste

They spent $7,000.00 each on high quality moisturizer paste.
They would have been more attractive pasting that money to their face.
Form: Couplet


From Small Big Pictures

Children are copying and pasting 
Everything from their both parents 

From the images of all of the children 
Pictures can be drawn how their parents

Youth

Unwelcome, Youth embraces
Pasting emotions on faces
Naive to what life advancing will be
Nonchalant, spontaneous and carefree
Youth you will not age relay
Till your idle presence, is snatched away
Form: Rhyme

Into Coma Started Sinking and More

Into Coma Started Sinking

Try to write awful Poem  was thinking,
Until both of my eyes started blinking;
Both hands folded,
And was scolded;
Into another coma had started sinking.

Jim Horn

Am over 10 again. How sad. More 
copy and pasting.
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Sparked Eclipse

Darkness covers the light
as echo’s breath silence.
Haunting chills touch flesh
pasting precious moments.

Tender sight engulfs
natures dancing twirl.
As Earth moves into a
new time~line of space.

Escaping violent rings
of atmospheric tendencies...


Premium Member Love Spectrum

LOVE SPECTRUM

          
        My love emitting amorous ray
        to split, pasting passionate spectrum
        illuminating your heart album.
       You may reciprocate or betray.
       Hardly matters !

 09/02/21

   
Re edited on 03\18\23

 A Strand Premiere  no.1200
Form: Verse

Premium Member Sun Sets

SUN SETS  
  
        Setting Sun scattering rays kissing horizon
        flashing golden glow on periwinkle sky to blush      
        pasting soft crimson patches in zest with zephyr brush.
       
     Weary bird to fly towards nest in slow moving dusk
     Whimsy torn clouds welcoming eve on dusty mask.
Form: Rhyme

Star Gazing

putting and pasting
glow in the dark stars
i'm finally seeing
my ceiling 
once

again

for if it was only once
and not again then
that would mean
i'm a virgin 
all over

again

we make soup together
her poetry pot is on
top so she puts
my ladle
in

again
and
again

so i must
say its good 
to be back 
on my back
again
Form:

Pulsing Pear Blushed

pruning pulpy pear
tactic tier's there 
passion pasting prayers 
fostering fallible fair 
felon figs belched 
contractions cobbling crest 
 
whooshing wind yawned 
tucking tainted flaws 
owed to draws 
 
then a coda 
mystic melody murdered 
concerto grosso clustered 
 
pulsing pear blushed 
leering lanky lust. 
     19:12:13:08:23
Form: Sonnet

Vacant Days

vacant days of big fat cats
little old ladies with big
white hats

summer naps followed
by soft summer nights
turning into silver
dreams of.....

conjured up lovers
and riding machines

pasting in books of

innocent looking guys
with high flying schemes

brothers tender then 
hostile;  old loves gone
cold........

waiting for a ring
by a small black phone

The Approach

Hearts racing.
Soul is shacking
Afraid of what lies beyond
Each day pasting
Drawing me closer to that day 
Slowly or even fast
Who knows how long this life will last.
The cold touch of death begins to approach 
Not knowing what to expect.
Is there a life after death?
Or is it just the end of my world
Do I sleep for eternity?
Do I wake from this deep sleep?
No body truly knows.
Form:

Touching

Slow gentle sliding touch

Barely there fallowing form

Quiet movement seeking finding

Going everywhere touching all

Returning here there touch again

Favorites found

Focus combines this that

Together building growing strong

Moving quicker firmer more

Growing growing strong strong

All is focus

All is now

Over coming

Pasting now

Slow gentle touching

Fading slowing

Touch

Premium Member Lost Love Pasting In the Night-

It was supposed to be true love so it was I shared with you an enduring love Somewhat I would have made love to last evermore ~ It was supposed to be true love for sure but our love was just a broken dream it cuts me more than you could ever know, ever have seen it cuts me truly as a knife we are now just two lonely bodies crossing paths in the night 4/6/2022 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©

Oath

Down hallways dark
Of echoing stone
Pasting unseen doors
All closed on this night
Eyes are covered
Unneeded now
Trusting those
Who lead the way
Echoes felt
Tell of the path
Where we are
And where we’re bound
Long hours worked for now
Weeks of studies now done
Tested on this night
To prove our worth
Or to fail on this day
Now enter in a great hall
Now see by candlelight
Sword now offered
We must draw
An oath we must swear

Paste and Post

This is for all of you facebook posters - - - 

I do not like the paste and post
I do not like the pasting host
I will not post it on my wall
I will not post it down the hall
I will not post it on my desk
I will not post at your request
I will not post so you can read
I will not paste and post indeed
I will not post it, will not share
I will not post it anywhere
I will not post it, that be said
Just be glad I stopped and read

Mdailey	3/11/12
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Rainbow

RAINBOW

                 Rains
                 drizzle
                 under Sun.
                 Rays disperse, split
                 in seven colors
                 pasting rainbow on sky.

                  Spectrum of Sunray shines:
                 ‘Glory of Nature’
                  Spectacular!
                  Beautiful.
                  Charming!
                  Nice.

 08/17/21

 'Merse'
 Contest by  Malabika Ray Choudhury
Form: Verse

Premium Member Rainbow

RAINBOW

      Raindrops sparkling amidst mild drizzling  
      Azure sky showing sun to peep through cumulus cloud
     Intermittent showers reflecting, refracting shimmering sun rays
     Nascent fluorescent afterglow. 
     Bright sun spectrum pasting on sky album.
     On firmament seven colored arches of rainbow to design. 
     Wonderful dispersion of sun rays through rain globules.

   06/16/20

  ' Non-Human' Poetry Contest by  Chantelle Anne Cooke
Form: Acrostic

The Universe

The Universe.

The universe came along
To inhabit my place the other day
To shape the forms in contours
With a subtle suggestion in tone.

Design chiselled by wild winds
Pulverising the static constants
Saved from strangled suffocations
Not a laborious description of all
But  hint for renewed aspirations.

Pasting reflections on new moon
Multi colours added of expectations
In time growing shrub land in hue
Seedlings planted amid the high noon


Durlabh Singh
Form: Verse

Reading Between the Pixels

A photograph may look cute, 
And lead us to prosecute,
But if you want my advice, 
Literacy to the truth will help us advance,
With questions to entice
Us to read between the lines,
And look between the pixels.

If we want productivity to rise,
We cannot look at a picture and surmise.

If we want productivity to rise,
Only literacy will make us wise,
To the time we are wasting,
With all the pictures we are pasting,
With no room for words that should be informing.
Form: Grook

The Rain

Come out it's raining", 
I want to feel you and the breeze,
Just forget all diligent work,
Let me be in your arms please,

The sound of drops ,
Your fascinating soul,
I might sound absurd, 
But what I dreamed you are whole,

We were damp from the rain,
I was pasting ..you were leading,
Felt like my favourite love story,
That Someone is loudly reading,

You are my Love,
You are my inspiration to poetry,
The day my peoms turns to reality, 
that would be the best victory .
Form: Rhyme

Lovers Tiff

Stephanie, Stephanie, Stephanie
Your demands will be the death of me
I’ve done my best now let me rest
You’ve drained my body physically 
You’ve worn me out I’ve had enough
I can’t keep on performing 
Let's take a break, relax, unwind
Continue in the morning

Okay, come on, let’s do it
We’ve had our little tiff
I’ve had myself a rest, and
Now I’m getting rather stiff
So get up to the bedroom
We’ll continue with this caper
But you can do the pasting, and
I will hang the paper
© John Fenn  Create an image from this poem.

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