Short Pricking Poems

Wishes are for fishes
fishes are for dishes
often finger licking
in spite of fish bones pricking....

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though stray buds frazzle

    pricking spines of moon’s unrest…

          twined love endures all...

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Sounds pricking the heart
with rhythm; the soul embraces
and lyrics; in control of the mind....

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By the pricking of her buns
Something wicked this way comes
Of course its Willy
Just acting silly
No one needed to twist his thumbs!...

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My heart pounds steadily
pushing warmth throughout my insides
but I burn with a frozen fire
my skin pin-pricking in the cold night 
I've never felt more alive....

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Phases hurting, memories not forgetting
Stuck in the mind with torns and pricking
Pluck of the heart that worns and piercing
Tokens shattering, to be free but not letting....

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LOVE


     Peerless passion of pearly love pierces heart with pain-pricking pleasure.

  10/07/16
                One-liner about love Contest by Silent One

     First Place....

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Dark dull dawn
Sunset sad silhouette
After you’re gone

Pricking pain persists
Grief getting gross
You, still in dreams exist

Lonely long life
Sinking Spirit Subsists
Where, respite lies...

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life ...
      'twixt & 
 between 
anarchic 
        asides 
pricking 
balloons :
so easy 
    on the eye 
wry smiles 
otherness 
    observed 
held on ...
       ...pause...
the perfect..
      ...point...

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Sharp pellets of hail    
angrily slap at the earth                                                                
pricking and provoking
a chilly temper tantrum  
from dark, grumbling skies.



Written on 11/2015...

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This scarecrow is no country bumpkin
His bottom and head are ripe pumpkin
Touch him if you dare
He’ll give you a scare
By pricking your hand with a bodkin

Inspired by the picture Lin sent to me

25-09-17...

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Protective barbed wire 
pricking with it’s touch;
Blood just rushed from
the lock on your heart;
Penalized necklace;

Scratches so deep,
there’s no way back;
Feral feelings,
aortic slice;

It’s heavy,
a burden 
in silence;

Let go,
embrace 

love....

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An ice cold firework
Discharges in my heart
Detonating out shards of ice
To pierce the mind
Pricking my fingers 
As the heat
Drains from me and
Like a welcoming fireplace
Warms the souls of the
Dead hearts I've dug up
From the graves of fireflies
That never saw it
Past summer...

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Orange sunset, shining like rusty gold 
Parting beautifully as day grows old 
Towards the hill where I stand 
Its parting smile, so fair and grand 

As I write this poem of mine 
I feel her warmth, cozy and fine 
Pricking my cape towards my face 
Like glorious rays in heights of days...

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Looking on with disdain
At the wayside street urchin
We feel within us a pricking pain
From conscience to us one on the chin

Judging the other by outer appearance 
Unspoken thoughts veil not our intent
Where has gone innate innocence 
The play divine joyful & content 

09-October-2020...

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                                Prickly but healthy
                                    A sticky situation
                                Healing from dry land
                                   Pricking nerve cells and sugar
                                Nopales sticking around...

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I was walking in the field
Maize leaves blinding my eyes
Star thorns pricking my feet;
My eyes settled on a small pumpkin,
It had not grown enough
To show the kind of pumpkin
It would make,
Or even the shades it would take;
I just left it there
Holding on to its withering mother.
...

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sky tattooed
all over with autumn’s scent,
tokens of numbness
spread along my heartbeats,
ashes growing wild
around what used to be my soul,
crows waiting for my dreams
to become their holy communion,
and beyond all this, me,
heading towards a one hundred years sleep,
after pricking my fingers in your thorny self…...

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Love.
So bittersweet
So vulnerable
clouded over me
and poured down heavily
embracing my being
and refreshing my soul
until I saw you
untouched
and dry.
But the rain didn’t stop
the embrace turned icy cold
pricking on my skin like needles.
I gasped for air
But you couldn’t see
After all, the Rain
fell only upon me....

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My pain is alive
It decides when, where, and how it strikes
My pain lives
It has it own heartbeat
It races, paces
And it can even skip a beat
My pain has choices to make
Sick, burning, numbing, pricking
Cramping, ice cold, burning hot
Which to choose?
If it wasn't for my pain's life
Would I life?
All I know is my pain's alive...

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spooky sleep staggering
with wills wielding
hoisted hands hankering
lurching, fiddling lids
sumptuous state stuttering
eerie end enveloping

Zeus zipping zeals
pricking pulsing peels
moaning mists munching

summoned sundry saps
gaunt gods grasped
pruning punctured pats 

"Leave for Earth,
damp desirous death."
      19:12:06:07:49...

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We make plans, conspiracies
To capture, Lovers lies
we want a stand, seal proof
escape pricking tongues of youth
Lies, invincible dread
surly we all agree,
ten commandments 
truth concede
in swallowed regions
we confirm
Most in love
we discern
making plans, then tear to shreds
innocent
Hopeful, bless
the soul, who dressed in stone
sets the truth
on painful throne...

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PASSION

          Passion overflowing.
          Pearly nectar of heart
          Piercing obsessed feeling
          Pointing possessiveness.
          Pricking tangling craving.
          Persisting hankering
          Parching emotive urge.
 
   
  04/10/21

 
                                                        Second Place
'P in Pleiades Form' Contest by Kim Merryman....

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Someone very near and very dear
  leaves, perhaps forever, no offense
but he has his own right to life, it
  just happens to be thousands of
    miles away...

and so I go about my daily grind
  grim-faced, gusto-less, ghostlike going
through the motions, until I feel
  his message shoot through my veins

pricking my conscience and bringing
  out the sunshine in my heart of hearts...

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sweet smell
pricking the air
who are you
why are we here
words as weapons
yet i can't comprehend
why you show me passion
show me love
when commitment cannot bend
and i'm left alone
heart to mend
such a sad goodbye
to myself
I'm left with these memories
no one to help
distantly present
swimming in thoughts
why you fell out of love-
 I thought passion
and you left me in knots...

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