Short Pelts Poems

Clouds move like thunder
 raging across dark streaked sky
rain pelts onto ground...

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The candle wax melts
The rain outside pelts

Irish men wear kelts
while we eat patty melts...

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Rain on rooftop gently pelts and slowly drips;
beneath the gust-battered brenches owls complain...  
cooing and lamenting not to make it stay,
unless it tapers....

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The sound of thunder grows louder each second
the tremor, the vibration inanimate yet like a weapon
Softly the rain pelts down on me
Setting the swollen clouds free . . ....

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A strong hurricane blows across the beach

My umbrella turns inside-out; I screech!

     Broadcasting from a cell phone

     Rain pelts and there’s no tone

For the first time I’m at a loss for speech...

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early spring rain

       pelts a cherry tree...

           dousing young blossoms



colored rainbow...

       sparks petals' hues

       
          with fragrant mist




Debbie Guzzi's Spring Contest
by nette onclaud ( revised)...

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ANYTHING ESLE
I love my Mom more than anything else
Life is just a fierce terrible battle that people pelts
Don't we escape with our own belts
Let's focus on the bright side that prevails
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando August 12, 2016...

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Natural wonders still undiscovered
Astonishing sites of beauty
Too beautiful to destroy as of some are doing right now
Unreal caves of crystals and color
Residents of the wonderous animal kingdom
Exotic animals of silver pelts and blazing colors...

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Our spirits fly free
While the trees whisper
The bright sun calls out
And warms to the core
Rain pelts the petals

Birds find their songs
Earth tilts her face
Magic finds her
And us as well

It glimmers
In the soul
All around

Feel it
Live it

Spring...

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The woman wore her faux fox hat with an air of elegance and pride
I am used to real furs, my daddy is a dealer, and he shows me each hide
She acts with a touch of snobbery, which I think is totally amusing
If she could see animals turned into pelts, her vanity would be confusing....

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Hills And Hollers.
Old Dog Collars.
Is All He Has, From His Youth.
Pelts From Some Skunk.
Rusted Farm Trucks.
That's All He Sees, In His View.

Old Cream Can, At The End Of The Drive,
That Holds His Mail Box.
Once In A While, Someone Will Stop By,
To Ask About, His Ole Pet Fox....

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cumulonimbus clouds gather
 over the far reaches of the sky
rain pelts down in needles of silver 
earth is tickled by the pin pricks 
dormant dreams resurrect
blossoming every heart and the land

October.21.2022

Bite size Poem.No.54. Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Line Gauthier...

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Today is no different than a thousand yesterdays.
The rain pelts hard in my face, pounds on my head,
When I bring sunshine it calls forth a storm,
Perhaps there have been days of sweetness
but no, the storm becomes the norm.
I have lost friends.
Left alone in disgust.
It is a solitary confinement of sorts....

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Waiting out the summer storm
Wind whipping the trees
Down pour of rain pelts the truck
Bounces, tumbles free

Short-lived episode of rain
Freed water races down
Searches for lowest places
On its journey bound

To the sea, to the sea, see
Its travel complete
A never ending cycle
Flowing to rhythmn's beat  ...

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An old lion limps,
bones crumbling with each step.

Hyenas must kill him.
The once strong cannot remain
to infirm the thriving.

Antelope reflexively run
from hair-triggering scents.

A young pride hunts;
death lives at ease with life.
Fawns and calves are born
into needy mouths.

Windblown dust scatters scraps
of sun-clawed pelts....

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Buttercup,daisy and cowslip
Together mix in fellowship;
Swaying pelts of grasses fine
Bask in Spring sunshine.

Purple vetch,ribwort plaintain
Jostle lush clover in English rain;
Scalious,burnets protude,
Butterflies gorge their pollen food.

Hawthorn dense and tough
Amidst sweet scented woodruff;
In rambled briar sprawl
Prickly and wandering tall....

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Glass
Pelts my face
Like sharp, cold snow

Blood
Oozes from my skin
Curdling as frozen wind touches my skin

Muscles
Torn and shredded
Tried to save myself from hell

Bones
Cold to the marrow
Bitter winter makes them jump

Nerves
Quivering with adrenaline
Twitching, shaking with pain

Death
Glares at me
I glare right back, walking away,
a smirk on my face....

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buttercup daisy 
   &
 cowslip

swaying pelts 
   of grasses 
bask in Spring 

purple vetch
      ribwort plaintain
lush clover
       in English rain
scalious burnets 
                 protude

hawthorn 
      dense and tough
 sweet scented woodruff
hearts tongue
       divided    frond
circle &stop
   spined point

rambled briar 
sprawl
   prickly &
      wandering tall....

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Every drop of rain
Pelts My Body causing pain
I'm not sure I can endure
 How is it that you're so sure?

 The time we have, let's make it last.
 And to what's left of Love hold fast
 Because what we have is only once in a lifetime
 To let it slip away would be a crime

 Today the pain means I can't dance
 But I still want to give love another chance
 So I will Believe In Hope
 The rain cannot cause me to mope....

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A snow bound silence descends now
upon my hallowed home,
the traffic's gone, the streets unplowed
and I'm engrossed in tomes.

A ribald tale of myst'ry roils
the knights have charged the breech
the bard sings tall tales of old
of maiden's love's unleashed.

The pendants mark the battles course
as Saxons face the Celts
unarmored men fought Saxon's, Norse
in naught but paint and pelts.

And so it was, and so it is
as men live or die for a kiss....

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Words dive bombed my hands and my feet
Pelting me like missiles.
Needles going into my pores.
I screamed.
I could not fend them off.
It felt like acupuncture on speed.

The words were scary and mean
Decidedly determined to hurt, horrify and humiliate me
I was putty in their perfect, putrid, pelts.
I begged for mercy.
They made me pick up a pen.
They forced me to write.
Ouch! One just zinged my ear. 
Apparently I have not satisfied them yet…....

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An old house, ancient in its fearsome style
Where lightning flashes and thunder pelts near
The house’s creepiness can be seen for miles
In front of the building is a dark seer
Casting powers that cause a lot of fear
A witch flies deep in the sky overhead
Looking for lost victims to kill them dead
Moon shines above to cast eerie shadows
Glowing on those lying on a death bed
The scary scene brings fear like no-one knows

Russell Sivey...

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Fleetingly the day begins
Clouds roam in and out
Cold air seizes my imagination
Shaken the oak tree melts into the driveway
The cardinal pecks away at a piece of seed
Cat watches with avid interest
Life is tenuous

Storm comes up suddenly
Rain pelts us with ice cold jabs
Warmth was not appreciated until now
Clouds have dissipated 
Gray white sky winks angrily 
Oak tree disappears 
Blurry eyed people are bewildered
How did this happen?
Life is tenuous...

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Claws step over ear bones,
tap on the tin roof. The cabin
creaks like an ark.

All day winding along
a Kentucky ridge line,
to lodge a night
in a bow-beamed shack.

I fry bacon and bread
on a smoke-licked skillet
as black as a fossil;
then settle down to listen
to April starlight
sweeping timbers.

Dark pelts pace moon trails.
Night birds hunt;
sloe washed wings flick shadows
through briery pines.

I sip an amber glass of bourbon
eavesdrop,
on my sleep-walking soul....

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A crocodile-hide sunset,
a ferrous squall;
somethings boiling up there.

Storm gulls
beat mosquito clouds away
as they flee.

Ten wild horses corralled in a dumpster
hammer my fearless heart.

An anemic sky gulps for breath
near or far
a brawling trample scuffs the earth. 

The dimming light drips strings 
of gelid spittle.
Vaporous stalactites shred an acrid air.

Now a ferrous rain cuffs and pelts.
I hide my face from its eyes,
follow a screaming ghost
into the house....

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