Short Pursed Poems
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Dandelion Bouquet
pursed lips gently and lightly blow
Summer drifts away
He spun the wheel,
no big deal there;
no real money.
In a short while.
that big smile of
poor Lyle vanished.
He pursed his lips,
Gripped his chips and
Took nips of gin.
ruddy trawlers creak
as fire strummed whitecaps compose-
seagulls lock their wings
sage eyes, pursed in wry wrinkles
squint toward salt misted shards
syllables 5-7-5-7-7
there was
simply
no pleasing her
as she pursed
her lips
in judgment
I couldn't
remember
try as I may
seeing a smile
ever no never
light up her face
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Like a Hushed whisper she was
breath held still
gently pursed lips
testing my will
Softly kissed upon a sigh
smooth lover by my side
fair hand upon my thigh
Promising smile pearly and wide
Form:
Waiting here patiently under the mistletoe,
Lips pursed expectantly, hoping that cheeks will glow.
17/12/18
A Cute Christmas Couplet (In Rhyme) Poetry Contest : sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
Up ahead, a snowy trail
The lambs and goats do bellow
And though I have thirst
My lips will stay pursed
Because that snow is yellow
2/22/18
As I Was Walking In the Snow
For Kevin Shaw
She tilts her head
Light lifts one brow
To say somehow
The time is now
Pursed parted lips
Eyes seeking stare
Hope slips somewhere
Loose looks cast down
Lithe lacey gown
Deep desires found
Written: 3/5/21
fists of cracked stone, palms turning leather
words left to linger behind your pursed lips
rise with my fever - who fastens the tether
no second to consider your letters on ships
I reign to set fire your mind’s dreary weather
The moon held its finger
and let it linger
to his amiable full pursed
lips and whispered:
Zip the chatter
earth is trying to slumber.
9/5/2019
YOU LAUGH WHEN YOU SHOULD CRY
REMINICING ABOUT TIMES GONE BY
REACHING OUT MY HAND YOU CLASP
SHAKING FINGERS ENTERTWINE WITH MINE
HAZEL EYES FILLED WITH FEAR
MY NAME YOU BREATHE THROUGH PURSED LIPS
ON YOUR FORHEAD I PLACE A KISS
A KISS A KISS.
Hungry Dreams
Whisky clouds
and wet cigarettes,
don’t you want to see?
I can show you more
than is just
loose women
and pursed lips, more
than dry mountains
of cash, or brittle television,
I can show you
your reflection
in a puddle
of...
hungry dreams..
Whose lips descend
to mock the pursed recluse
Lives trembling mute hand
They who laugh refuse
the strong arm
of yesteryear.
His the pastoral symphony
the "peace that passeth"
Through the acid heart
Unseared, and rest
the troubled soul
free of fear.
Come, as the pale moon petals
Drift in the springtime's pearly dusk,
Come with arms wide open, ready,
Come with lips pursed up to touch.
Come, for life is like a fragile moth
Caught in the web of passing years,
And soon we two, so full of fire,
Will be like stones, gray and austere.
TRUMPETER
Sandpaper comments,
Intolerant, indignant,
White House jihadist.
UN denier,
Mega-tweeter, Putin’s pal,
Friend of common man?
Hair like swan feathers,
Lips pursed in a brassy kiss,
No friend of Dizzy.
What Reveille wakes
Billionaire soldiers of change.
Your new president.
i turned the world off
tuned out to tune in
a dog was barking
a baby was crying
birdsong flew too high to hear
silence sang along
we became this thing
something spoken of
in the bible
somewhere in the nowhere
a fluttering sunlight
danced over
the pursed lips
of a sleeping buddha
pennyroyal festoon in full bloom —
her English garden plush.
he’s dying to imbibe.
she foresees a crime.
mint feint
tea taint
“sip up darl’n
have a cup
or two”
his purple lips,
pursed,
ready for the kill.
she smiles and winks
as he lies still.
8/30/2019
three words not spoken
dance lightly on the tip of tongue
swirling around inside of your mouth
gnashing teeth that won't let them out
pressing hard against pursed lips
exhausted from the fight to be set free
swallowed once more down your throat
washed down with a grain of truth
three words not spoken
our silent euphoric screams
of pure ecstatic delight
involuntarily streams
each day & night
bliss magnetism heightens
vivifying all nodes within
auric field brightens
in divine radiation
eyes clenched and lips pursed
we spasmodically shudder
dance unrehearsed
rapturous wonder
22-October-2020
She pursed her lips to say adieu
And over her shoulder a blossom blew.
"Twas from a rose went blowing free
It's fragrance tease the air you see.
She loved the scent of a rose
Which touched her heart and tickled her nose.
She sat aside all thoughts to leave
Her lover had pulled the rose from his sleeve.
C. Alvez
Truth
What pursed lips issue unbiased words?
When, their very shape gives birth to abstract form!
How, can pressed lips, making thin tight line,
Breathe, as cool and untainted symmetry?
What curled back lips, set to shout or scream,
Could whisper, sweet or novel uttering ?
No, not they
They, are not, the lips of Truth!
Passionate purple, ruby red petals
Soft, moist, pursed and waiting
Opening gently awaiting sensual kiss
Bee surrenders entering inviting abyss
25th July 2014
Written for Passion of a Jue JuContest Sponsored By Nette Onclaud
submitted to bite size poetry contest No 16 sponsored by Line Gauthier
inhaling pure helium
the contestants were giggling
pursed their lips blew for first prize
save ozone layer from holes
shield us from the scorching sun
bubble gum chewing award
suckers and blowers unite
together everyone wins
19th October 2020
Impressions Poetry contest
Sponsor Nette Onclaude
Visual One
How easily words are lost in times slip-wind,
only recalled in dusks blanket,
just before jealous sky
releases heavens jewels.
A sigh, held in stubborn ego's grip, struggling to escape
from behind lips; pursed, finally bleeds,
only to fail at the closed door.
Nothing left to burn; memories lie like ashes
in a cold fire-place.
Quietly, feathered soles steal across fields
soft as Choctaw spirits' slipping shadows;
frescoed frost glazes summer remnants of pumpkin and persimmon.
The blackberry moon bends low,
pursed lips lingering and slow above Earth's alabaster face.
Past and present blend in one short span
when winter woos the autumn moon.
February 23, 2022