Short Perennial Poems
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early rain showers
saturate sleepy seedlings ~
perennial rouse
4/8/22
Contest: A Brian Strand standard poetry contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Forsooth, no Rose
can favorably compare
to our singular Rose
of Soup
how she loops
our hearts into
enchanted bows
perennial of Love’s
eternal garden --
TO THE WHY OF WARS
Why are there still wars?
A perennial question;
A simple answer:
God gives humans their free will;
They choose theirs, instead of His:-
my tundra heart
permafrost perennial
frail emotion frozen
your flaming fervor
turns glacial desire ember
in inferno of love
A remnant of light
crackled in my solitude.
The disdain of departure
bare my soul...
an atrocious silence
accomplished his intent
by perennial shade
in our love!
He embraces her~
whispering love
but his dubious heart
is perennial thorn
that pricks her bosom
over and over again.
01.15.2021
Mustached, smiling motorcycle man.
Marvelous medic. Perennial helping hand.
Stony chuckle, mainstay of Auburn clan.
Journey well. May your afterlife be grand.
-Angel Fatale-
-r.i.p. Rob
citrine shine petals
competes to bloom first in spring ---
shuns by the sun taunts
perennial smile
brim fills from roots to the bloom ---
flips like frills of frocks
16 February 2023
Life desiccated derelict in the desolate desert
Infuses perennial peace of placid oasis in heart
Feels in serene essence the spiritual sublimity
Emanating from the heavenly horizon of divinity.
Always a climber they said.
Hardy, perennial, no need for a bed.
But the ditch was too deep,
My roots could not keep,
Your watery words
Infected by hers.
How could I grow?
You kept me in shadow.
"the Tom Woody tree"
apparently a perennial
annually coming back
pseudonyms of him
though i don't know
misunderstand
misunderstood
could be
would be
but
not
me
but
them
and
him
Perennial blossoms are resilient like strong women
They appear year after year, ready to please and wow
You can mow them and slash them, to no avail
They grow bigger and better than ever, determined to please
Senryu
Now… the perennial
Wait for its appearance
And it is vanished
A day in April
I locked the garden egress
Flowers bloom in peace
After all hardships
Sailing on uncharted seas
We found our childhood.
Senryu
Now… the perennial
Wait for its appearance
And it is vanished
A day in April
I locked the garden egress
Flowers bloom in peace
After all hardships
Sailing on uncharted seas
We found our childhood.
Success
can be so fleeting
how to have the name written
with smoke in the air,
written in water,
or be on the signs
in exhibitions !
It is not perennial,
ends... !
Perennial doubter...
...ceaselessly devouring books
...no time for God's truth*...
2Timothy 3:7 Ever learning, and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth.
April 11, 2019
Life in the universe is like this:
there are beings that do not succumb,
they are perennial...
There are beings that "must not
repeat at dawn"... !
There is in my heart,
full testimony of warmth
a warmth so indelible
that, never any trace of ice
will have the possibility
of establishing a place...
.
this iz left in
me
mine
my
'perennial think'
ceaseless
long for
you
Life in the universe is thus and so:
there are beings that do not succumb,
are perennial...
There are beings who "must not
repeat themselves at dawn"... !
Where is the wildflower,
where does it wander
in the time of nearly Spring,
does it dream of the sun?
Time is such a tiny word
for that which keeps us interred
in waiting for the perennial
paradise of the soul.
Seemingly
Imagination
Creates stories
Over and under
A story appearing..
Evidence of something
New creeps in..
These are seeds of a
Perennial search for
Completion.. unease
Over what seems
Happening...
Life in the universe comes in such way:
there are beings that don't succumb,
are almost perennial...
There are beings that "should not
repeat itself at dawn"... !
Perennial Victoria Regia
english queen of waters
all closed during the day
at night opens its petals
to greet and appreciate
the beauty of the moon
PSThe English gave this name to the plant
in honor of the Queen of England
An emotional garden…
thoughts sprout and grow
Their roots deeply planted,
all seedlings to sow
New seasons come early
their harvesting late
Perennial feelings
—new words to await
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)