Short Plods Poems
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in silence
the shire plods his path
in footsteps of the past
Note: On holiday recently,we took a trip by canal barge pulled this way.Very evocative for me, as on my mother's side,her forbears were canal people,and thats how they happened to arrive here in my hometown.
Categories:
plods, animals, history, nostalgia
Form:
Haiku
His village
is
a plantation
of privations,
where
a variety of
sorrows grow.
Love
like corn
lives
within
a pale cover.
Pain
is buried
in the furrow
of misery.
Moneyless Majhi
plods miles
with
his stiff spouse
on his shoulder.
Here
to live
is to burn
like dried cow dung.
First printed in The Literary Hatchet
Categories:
plods, life, poverty,
Form:
Free verse
with pebbles, shells and sand all awash
in time's rejuvenating ebb and flow,
he wades along strange shorelines dimly seen
that slowly shadow-dance with tomorrow;
he plods on, believing his belief lies
in his borrowed valor against the dark,
across wounded and scarred cactus lands,
to retrieve a lost fire's dying spark !
Categories:
plods, hope, life, seasons,
Form:
Rhyme
Incessantly it trods and plods
perpetual the pendulum
so long before the abbey bells
tolled and told of hours passing
before the ticks and tocks of clocks
or shadows crept with solstice gods
no one to worship at its start
when first it leapt with fiery heart
and in its wake our petty worlds
grow and wither and grow again
until at last a violent end
as time forgets and sweeps on by
Categories:
plods, life,
Form:
Blank verse
I am a sojourner on a path
Unknown. My destination?
Only the Heaven’s Being knows.
Sadness plods me onwards; anger
Drives motivates me still. My
Destination knows me not
Nor I it!
Frustration – my fuel – fuels
My Feetwagon.
Perhaps, weariness has the better
Of this wary wanderer;
Perhaps reason does. It matters
Not.
This I know: no man, no thing
And nothing can or will make me
Go back.
Categories:
plods, abuse, allusion,
Form:
Blank verse
Rabbit brags
crazily;
Tortoise plods
lazily.
Rabbit gets
sleepy, see.
Tortoise wins
Easily.
Work ethic
is lacking;
Rabbit gets
shellacking.
Relentless,
forward, there.
T’s out front
by a hare.
Nonfiction
or fable?
Decide if
you’re able.
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Using more dactyls seems a good match for the form...
https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/cethramtu-rannaigechta-moire-poetic-asides
Categories:
plods, adventure, animal,
Form:
Other
He sweats, he grunts
he plods, he plugs
There is't a ditch
he hasn't dug
Works like a dog
and eats like a horse
Though most of his meals
are only one course
Had to quit school
when his parents died
Got married young
to his 'baby bride'
One kid after another
took away his youth
Then his health took a hit
Too much gin sans vermouth
Now at age 60
He's old and worn-out
Nary a field seeded
for memory to sprout
Categories:
plods, life, memory, sad,
Form:
Rhyme
His
Twinkling
Kiss hisses
How he will miss
princesses when homeward tiredly he plods.
We see his sweetest farewell kiss; so I'll,
Letting them kiss
As they wish,
Gently
Pass.
Picture 2
Syllable Count: 1, 2, 3, 4, 10 - 10, 4, 3, 2, 1 http://www.howmanysyllables.com
*3rd Place* in the following contest (judged on Oct. 1, 2020)
Sept. 21, 2020
Double Tetractys 3 Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Eve Roper
Categories:
plods, beauty, farewell, flower, kiss, nature, sunset,
Form:
Tetractys
A spider thin calligraphy, a varicose script
upon the shallow sheen of mortality.
Are these the genetics of a divine act
arriving as green stems,
weeds and blooms all in a tangle?
A scratchy nib of doodled ideas?
Behold the dying and the replenishing,
the glory of the shedding.
All this upon a tumbled forest floor
where imagination plods daily.
More marks upon a blank page
developing slow
in the low light of scribbled thoughts.
More night flowerings and late sweepings.
Categories:
plods, poetry,
Form:
Free verse