Short Pivots Poems
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A petal falls down on the ground
brushing her eyes like a white bouquet---
and she pivots along a bay
till night's lashes ebb, curling around.
PEAK
rose up
through dark sea
light created world
pyramid is stairway
pharaohs climb to join stars
"peak pivots earth to the divine"
rabid bard
perforce
binds
untethered reins
of a supple wit
excising
the ornate quills
head lowered
body tilts
into commas
whittling lyrics
through his swivet
Distort of sounds strum his bow —sawed heart rhythms,
mischievous fool impels my mind's rapt boredom.
The devil's finger warns and pivots, sedates,
adrift among alleged stolen dreamscapes.
The jester sleeps all day, perplexed I awake.
Pasty delicacy
demands protection
since succulent
taunts beasts
roaming wilderness
gripped by hunger
until revelation
pivots the victim
aggressive arguing
defensive while
harnessing feral
hungers unwieldy
with megatons
securing leverage
against savage
hidden wandering
enemies disguised
behind amity.
The wind
has blown hard all day
and pivots torn leaves
around wounded trees.
It possesses no pity
but follows a mindless
command to play out
its might.
The world is so.
Regardless
it goes its way
and blinds with both
beauty and disease,
pauses a living breath
to marvel at creation
or stops it dead
by an accident.
Faced
with such vagaries,
with suffering,
with no answers,
what is there to do
but care.
Reverse Polarity
Linage totally broaden,
Spun before the darkness;
Nothing be closed bantered-black,
Horizontal dismissed toggle;
Lists topsy-turvy tracks,
Vertical crevices
Lever rests supported pivots,
Supported cryptic;
Representation essential role,
Bi-polar toll;
Black darkeness reverse polarity;
Now of this is clear to me?
7/17/23
Reverse Polarity Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
I am three legged,
I am balanced,
It’s a mystery,
I sit in a dim-lit room.
I bear the sage's books,
Where he scripts his thoughts,
The monsters that stare through his window,
The gloom that pervades the meadow.
I am three legged,
The unseen pivots me,
The unknown trestles me,
I'm in a library of the deep.
I am a door into the day,
Prop and support along the way,
The sage takes off on my plane,
Nightfall embraces me.
October 28, 2023.
~ Sunday morn breaks ~
Sunday morn breaks cool and crisp
In my son's step there is a new zip
Although the sun takes its time
To burst through oak, maple and pine
As he strides toward the woods
The road's bursting with goods
Lilacs, violets and sunflowers
With Nature's beneficence showered
He pauses to stretch, to sigh, to inhale
Fragrance's freshness filling lungs' sails
Abruptly pivots ~ jumping for joy
How lucky to be a young boy
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*Image of Stone's Throw Away.
Sunken Stone's
A flat stone spent airborne,
Skips a pool midst once known friends alludes in a dream,
Prompts firstborn.
Flaunts a symbol,
Pivots your years amongst youths scheme,
Nimble.
Paves queue,
Begs, alight theme,
True.
A flat stone spent airborne,
Pivots your years amongst youths scheme,
True.
2020 August 14
Let's Minichu on an innocent childhood memory
~~Mohan Chutani: Judged 2020 August 31
The pattern maker measures his guest
neck, shoulders chest, and breast,
arms, back, wrist, waist, hips,
pivots for darts on a block bodice
drafts designer dupe requested
a choice rose-beige mini is invested
on paper made of parchment
a muslin fabric fit first garment
The dressmaker sews the formal
zig zags seam ends, snips as normal
finishing floral, attaching appliques,
the courtier knock off is complete
I get out the chips and merlot
It’s time for the fashion show