Short Pillars Poems
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Remember watching the tide
The sandpipers around
The barnacled pillars of the wharf
Everything wet, you silky and soft
Blue Feathers
Pillars of darkness
Dances of blue feathers on moon
'Neath my dream catcher
Written: July 13,2015
The black forest sleeps
Like pillars of ebony
Awaiting the dawn
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-8.php
You were there
When I needed
You most.
You were my
Pillar when I
Needed strength,
But I guess all Pillars
Crumble eventually.
alone I am
where hermits hide
alone I swim
in tears I've cried
pillars of pain
surround my door
walking in rain
a walked-on floor
hanging bridge
pillars at the end
must be strong
America's gems
Indigenous skyscrapers
Red sculptures of old
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/indigenous-americans-2.php
Head flies among the cloud
screaming out aloud
Body twists around and round
trying not to bound
Feet are pillars in the ground
raising not a sound
Stone pillars erected against the gales,
Silenced in buried secrets deep.
Hurled discourse from crested toppled waves,
Endless tattle tossed in a heap.
The two pillars of my poetry:
factual symbol and symbolic fact
without them,
I could not be able to write,
therefore
I would not exist
existentially.
Pillars of Society, Diana Ross and Anthony Taylor
The Last Two
The Last Two
Pillars of Society, Diana Ross and Anthony Taylor
Morning in autumn
On a countryside pathway
Fog drifts its way up
Drifting pillars of white clouds
Brings beauty of wafting fog
Russell Sivey
Enter me
like a cathedral
Turn all my pillars
to salt
Love me like every last
pilgrim is watching
Empowering
—passions assault
(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)
When pillars fail
When walls break
My angel can bear
The unknown weight.
If darkness prevails
He comes striving
To lead me down trails
I've never been.
I give You my praise,
rising from this heart's altar
pillars of incense
pure fragrance softly spreading
bringing joy to You, my God.
Copyright, September 28, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
Cumulus clouds skate along the troposphere
ivory braids of cotton drifting in their wake
vermillion swans infuse as pristine lips
take the shape of minutes
as we mount the pillars of time
An arm that
holds and heaves
during the struggles of life is
worth more than thousand words
A leg that indulges
in the leisure walks of life
bears the brunts of life
holding u aloft
self-esteem
unfolds,
pillars
crumble
..unseen-
shattered..
desire
frittered away
in self-pity..
leaked
into life's abyss
of
tears
The pillars of the colloseum
stand guard over the arena
men to the lions they were led
Their life's blood shed
on the makeshift floor
as the spectators cheered
and roared let the games begin
pillars of flesh
covert light of freedom
secret waves surface
silent lips curling
in the burning garden
of soaking seeds
branches grow into
filthy fingers
transmitting desires
in the darkish veins
Form:
marshmallow clouds rise
crystal pillars of vapor
sky carpet below
SECOND PLACE WINNER
"Favorite Haiku" poetry contest
sponsored by Constance La France
written June 8, 2021
The monster that
resides within.
Chained to the pillars
of Hatred
wearing the blindfold
of Ignorance
Drunk on the flames of Lust
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka
The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet
pork chop sandwich with onions,
and the smell of daddies leather coat,
I'm not much for crying.
Brought to our knees
by our ability to live,
struggle and pain cover the pillars
of the ancients
with
our
blood.
Sodom
in tatters
Gomorrah
is ash
L.A. lies
burning
New York
in the trash
Cowards
run rampant
Weakness
endeared
Our heritage
shattered
With traitors
— revered
(Inside The Fire: June, 2025)
The monster that resides within
Chained to the pillars of Hatred
wearing the blindfold of Ignorance
Drunk on the flames of Lust
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green
Poet aka Red Seven