Short Perusing Poems

''Gazing at, perusing. Situated on, watching --on top of peak, beholding.''...

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Before all others!
Oh those who are perusing!
Benjamin Franklin
To know who should be the head,
Who is the actual tail?...

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posh pink pachyderms
perceptively perusing
paleology


James Horn's Elegant Elephants made me think of this...

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museums, to youth, sarcophagus
but aging folks can’t get enough
of perusing the junk
and making up bunk
about those good old days so tough...

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Awakened dreams, nightmarish quips
Jaundiced tear drops, blooded thrips

Winter's sloe, wrathful mourn
Howled wails, petalled thorn

Fingers touch, perusing caress
Sullen smile, blackened finesse...

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You are you, that's truer than true
There is nobody living that's youer than you
This may be confusing
And upset your perusing
Can't make it simpler than establishing who's who...

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It's not amusing
But very confusing
When your muse isn't musing
Simply refusing
To muse

It's not of my choosing
My mind I am losing
I'm constantly snoozing
My brain needs infusing
To muse...

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Above, behind
Calling down ever from gentle horrors inside,
Judging kindly, listening mindfully now,
Openly perusing quaint reality,
Staying truthful under vain watch,
Xenophobic,
Youthfully zealous.
©Copyright 2015. All rights reserved....

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Pay back

World unfair 
Life in ruin
Nothing left 
Worth perusing 
Time to go
Cannot stay
Pack my bags
And run away
Hold my breath
I’ll turn blue
Stamp my feet
That’s what I’ll do
Make mommy
Have regret
For putting me on
The naughty step...

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Sailing on an ocean breeze 

In the vast depths of my mind 

Like a sailor on the open seas 

With a world of wonders to find 

Perusing points to ponder 

Through the night unto the morn 

On a global scale I'll wander 

Till an epiphany is born...

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at a patio table
sat a pangolin and penguin
    pondering

and there they pursued
under a parasol
    perusing

diving with questions
delving for answers

they had a universe
in front of them
    unpicked
    undone

suited and solved
by the pangolin and penguin




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Listen to poem:

tippy-toe tap tap
pitter-patter slosh 
splish splosh, splash,
drip of tap
purr of cat
twits of bird chat
ratter tat, ratter tat 
knocks on my door.
The unintended muse
was stifled 
by the hiss of bliss
perusing the lines
while muffled mute, 
ignoring
what was installed
between them,
instilled!...

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This is my treasure box that I must share.
I have to consider the emotions of others,
and spread love to those in need.

Yet it is my only love, my comfort and joy.
When you are perusing its depths, admiring it's shine,
think on me...
Bereft of my love. Isolated. Waiting. 
At war with selfishness and guilt....

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Feelings have a way of coming back
even when the memories lack,
the vividness of our circumstantial remains
doused innumerable times by our tangible frames,
you're here today, perusing this strife;
you're here today carving a locomotive strife,
you're there today, being here doesn't suffice.

you're back here today wondering
about the cost sacrificed!...

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Five Little Souls 
	
In this house
even the bathroom’s
a place of no peace.

I huddle there Sundays
enthroned with whatever
they’ve left of the paper.

Off the door, the great blitz:
rubber balls, little fists, 
soles of bare feet.

Unamused, still perusing,
I sit there refusing
to vacate my sanctum.

Blitz your bare feet! 


Donal Mahoney...

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Attractive and luminous, 
Burning on your golden path 
Like an adamant against the sun.
Symbolising every entity,
Caught up in spontaneity 
Perusing the conscientious.
Uninspired to aspire
Yet inspiring the phenomenal,
As they claim all of what you grant.
During your death, they wield smiles
Making wishes of a lifetime
While you dance in cosmic time.
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My eyes are wide open
 perusing every corner of life
 and there you are.
Masculine, tall, dark and handsome
 panning for the gold in a relationship
 and here I stand waiting, ready to give all.
Quick and fast she passes
 beauty on the prowl gleaning for a match
 what was I thinking?
My eyes were wide open
 and I knew better
 but still I looked and hoped....

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Tribal beauties, all lined up,
eyes cast to the ground.
Young breasts bare and feet not shod.
Only natural beauty found.

The Zulu prince walks back and forth,
perusing for a bride;
While hopeful father's look on, tense,
Each displaying their loin's pride.

One of these will be a Queen,
Birth a Nation's next proud Chief.
With result, a father can live on....
Mortality's Relief....

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At dinner one night in Washington
Two politicians were perusing the menu,

Knowing his friend was not seeking
Re-election, he idly asked "what board
Of director-ships are you considering"
The veteran congressman replied...

"The pork is delicious!"

I think Wellstone would
Have agreed what
What my Dad would always say...

"Many are called, but few are chosen"



10/30/13...

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Blue deep
Water; drifting through
The light, and out of nowhere
Was a blue boat with yellow sails

Perusing the sand, I saw a man
Walking towards the waves of destination
He called out to deaf ears, and numbness
And the blue boat drifted on 

Clouds of grey speckled the main distance
Of real and beyond

Holding out hands, others called

But the boat drifted

Drifted on........

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Sitting in the bar; perusing the headlines:
From  “Galileo Forced to Recant Statement that Earth Orbits Sun”
To  “China Bans Reincarnation without Government Permission” -
Yahweh grimaces and hands Zeus another beer
As He mutters, “What were we Thinking?” 
Thor turns to Meteora:  “What about another game of darts, darlin’?”
Buddha just rolls His eyes
And sighs
As Jesus and Mohammed discuss hitching a ride to another galaxy...

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Impenetrable collectives of treasonous scum
Thirsting upon the blood
and powerless state
of innocent bystanders

Empowered  by delusions of grandeur
and disinterested in notions of compassion
Forming an intricate web of exploitation
and unwarranted influence

Perusing the globe with a concealed firearm
and a volatile disposition disguised by a smile
Ultimately intent on strengthening the force
of an omnipotent grip...

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Dear Karen, there’s something I need:
I’ve got you a poem to read.

A deficit in one’s attention
is probably best left unmentioned.

If boring writes get you distracted,
my outcome’s adversely impacted.

For when the dear reader is addled,
strong placements just up and skedaddle.

Before you’ve a chance to retort,
just know that I’m keeping it short.

Disorder escapes its confines
perusing these final two lines!...

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perusing skyward
 on crisp, lucent nights
    a symphony plays,
strumming ancient light
 on vernal heart strings

    who can perceive
      these melodies,
    seeming to muse
     the tantric soul…

         pondering  
        astral notes
    through tired eyes 

             i feel
        twelve Years
 
            young


Date: 15 May 2020
Contest : Diminished Hexaverse Poetry Contest
Sponsor : Emile Pinet...

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I wonder if I’m the only one
who smells the fetidness
of dead daylilies,
carrion that lies concealed
off the beaten path.
Could it be my preoccupation with death lately?
Reviewing my will, perusing my prepaid
funeral expenses and life insurance,
that have acutely enhanced
my sense of smell for the morbidities
of death.
It’s not a pleasant state of mind
to live with and act unconcerned
concerning the inevitable conqueror worm....

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