Short Peruse Poems

Peruse the fiddle,
Strike the lyre, beat the drum
Waves to break glass air....

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prefer Brunswick news (5)
to swat flies always use (7)
prepared to peruse (5)
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mind your submissions
peruse haiga haiku ten wrong
could it be you
...

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upon each moment
roosts a peacock- fully fanned
veiled from trite peruse
as keen eyes pause and ponder
the faint outline of feathers...

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To Accept Accuracy Always Refuse

After all the data we would peruse;
To accept accuracy again did refuse;
Often inept;
Not accept;
Knowing that creators must excuse.

Jim Horn...

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There is a beauty in lucidity -
when images are wondrously concrete. . . .
a butterfly’s opalescent wings 
unfolded on a shiny leaf - not flitting about.  
Poems that don’t elude
are the ones I choose to peruse....

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Lost in deep blue.
Stuck in a mood.
Find the sunshine.
What to choose,
A frame of mind.
Open new views,
Just so much time.
Go in win or lose.
Move on with style.
Whatever ensues.
Endeavor to peruse.
Rhetorical Exercise....

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Tangerine skies over the mountains,
I sip a cup of Jo and
peruse the trees and hillsides
lighting up;
the spotlight stage is set
for another adventure.



5-4-2021
ALL YOURS (May 5) Poetry Contest
Brian Strand...

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Press buttons make a call
 Partake in a Zoom call
 Putting someone on hold
 Plenty of ringer tones
 Play music, text a friend
 Pick an app to peruse
 Photos can be snapped too!

 4-8-2021
 Pleiades P Poetry Contest
 Sponsor: Kim Merryman...

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The Honeybees all gather...
Without an estimate--or chart--
And peruse the garden gracefully,
And give the rose its start.

And exchanging their sweet nectar--
As a rare commodity--
Trade stocks of yellow orchards--
Absent any trading fee!...

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In your error there is a'way making 
Whilst striving in your searches collating,

Are they blackly scrawled your inky walls.?
Truly "A vice" this undertaking...

Explain peruse or buying extra shoes
True vanity versus inspiration.


Copyright Joe Maverick 2011...

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Cut these verses into my stone
And let life cast its cold eye,
Until, it gathers mortals all
That they be brought here to lie;

To peruse my somber lyrics
So sculpted upon their bed,
It is but divine sorcery
Which helps resurrect the dead.
	***********...

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Short Poem On Advice
Miracle Man
2/17/2025

No person knows how another person’s hurting,
so before giving advice, let us first peruse.
Not responding in ways which are disconcerting,
Unless we have taken a few steps in their shoes.


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Tim is trying to fill Jack’s shoes
Writing limericks for us to peruse
He sure is a hit
When he writes with wit
It’s a challenge he just can’t refuse

Tribute to Tim Smith who is busy writing limericks as Jack is on away for a while

13th May 2015...

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Cut these verses into my stone
And let life cast its cold eye, 
Until it gathers those living
That they be brought here to lie; 

To peruse my somber lyrics
So sculpted upon their bed, 
It is but divine sorcery
Which helps resurrect the dead.
         ***********...

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 Unakite tells stories of the forest floor; 
in green and brown and black and pink; the stories, how they pour.

The mossy grounds in it abound and 
ancient earth’s green hues; 
portray the lands; where forests stand; 
just peruse its clues.

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Perched minds peruse the mystery
Observe a beauty they do not perceive
Explore the underside of leaves, ignore
Trees deep tangle
Roots that lead to
Yesterday.

Sunrise forever breaks
On white sand truth
Under the silent guise
Poetic muse

John G. Lawless
©8/10/2022...

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December takes over with pride, 
Congruent with its icy reign.
Cold promptly gets into its stride, 
Settling in wintery domain. 

Time to peruse in white repose 
Seasons and life’s prompt change of scene - 
Let go of transient blues and lows, 
And welcome budding hues of green.

March 31, 2023...

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You wonder what he does all day
watch tv or morbid play
perhaps he cruises the mall
the young to take one and all
or maybe to the library go
peruse obits of so and so
his favorite place the cemetery
his great success brings serenity
if you have no still figured yet
tis  Sir Grimly, the king of death...

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I used to be a poet
Now I ain’t
I could rhyme then
But now I cain’t
I sit, an idle artist
Without paint
Beneath the flecking statue
Of a faded saint

The pigeons eye me sadly
As I sit
Devoid of any feeling
Without wit
The sweeper of the street
Thinks I’m a twit
As I peruse blank pages
I ain’t writ
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Just when the quick peruse
Turns obtuse
Thereby roundly refused
That noose for an excuse

We made the day quake with paper
Gracious allowance
By overwriting the undercurrent
Betting down for stamps in the sky

The commander brands his mule
Make the work horse a tuning fork
And finance a forgotten tomb
The evidence of genealogy...

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The resounding aria of your muse began to peruse
                 down my spine as if I knew you’d always be mine.
So I wrapped you in Autumn ivory, and you sat beside me,
   hoping the stardust would fall from our nose to our toes. 
                For we share a connection of adoration and affection. 



3-15-19...

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As I choose to peruse your poetic views
I absorb many mixed feelings in there
Filled with ambition, love and attrition 
From shyly bold to ragged rich debonair

This cauldron divine proves to show mine
As a confused rhymers rants I suppose
Show me no sorrow, I'll rise tomorrow  
I'll improve, but for now, I boop your nose!...

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E-ach and every word
L-ives within the line; 
M-essage is loud and clear, 
E-ither ear needs no
R-ewind.

S-ee each and every word, 
A-im at an acrostic; 
L-et the eyesight stay keen, 
V-ision is not enigmatic.
A-llow the thought to bring
D-elight to mind June third; 
O-pen your eyes and peruse, 
R-ead each and every word....

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Everywhere I look they pass me by
People that is, people of every kind
Sometimes I see shallow 
Sometimes I see deep
Strangers of all shapes and colours, I greet
They morph with my thoughts, notions often wrought
I wonder what the world has brought, today
Routine my kindred eye, peruse again
I am one of them, feeling dissimilar
Them, me , us,...

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