Short Rakes Poems

Fall sweeps in

  on a windswept broom

    ~ leaves on rakes...

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Sculptor finger rakes
Creamy hands clone clay Egos
Warehouse reprisals...

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Summer is going

In time leaves will be falling

rakes will be coming...

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senryu

the new coolness
without him by her side
she rakes the leaves...

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Autumn leaves and rakes
Great cooler temperatures
Colors a changing

Russell Sivey...

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Needle rakes through skin;
in its wake – pain, blood and joy:
an image preserved....

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WINTER

old folks
warmly dressed
out with rakes and hoes
try to inveigle
a new spring

Dave Austin...

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The wolf wind rakes its teeth
across the stanchions of paper birches
seeming to peel strips of bark
rolling back the pristine white flesh
to the tanned heart....

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Sky – quakes
Air-whales’ flipper prowls
Obscurity rakes…

Bidding adieu
Dark Mountain Hade-shades
Fears brew…

Unfastened hawks
Times’ temperature snow-cold
Gloom rocks…

1.
06-04-2021...

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Autumn rakes garden,
flushed flowers wither and fall.
They return in spring
to sapling of yearning heart,
life blooms with luster of love.

February 22, 2020
Brian Strand's Contest A Strand (1048)...

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  Magic saw cuts assistant in two
    Pretty lady emerges good as new

  Magician pulls hankie from hat
    Dove flies away

  He tells you your name, DOB,
    even your fortune

  The man rakes in the money ~
    Entertainment’s portion
...

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I found this man, swimming in my soup,
stepping on rakes, and playing for loot.

Every now and then, he will pop right up,
reading my poems, until he has had enough.

So swim all you want, cause I like it too,
your friend in Alabama, thanks you....

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My heart knows pain
Jagged wounds stain


My soul feels mad
For all things bad


My mind is stuck
With broken luck


My body aches
With pain that rakes


My many scars
Keep cheer on par




Leon Enriquez
31 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT...

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Silently signaled,
Eagerly early
Spring overtakes
Not left behind
I hurry to find
Clippers and rakes.
Each bud and blossom
Quits playing possum
Appearance makes.
Responsive resurgence, 
Fixed on fast forward,
Nature awakes.

By: Joyce Johnson


Won 2nd place...

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What are you doing?
What are you there for?
some humans are buried
in the rubles of life
other live in wet swamps
go out of your comfort
take spades and rakes
bring caterpillars and hoes
to unearth those trapped
Bring them out in society
to enjoy freedom and love
and feel as humans....

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My sactuary is 
my only turf 
my weakness..
is the weakness 
of my own 
personality
serinity and 
calmness flow 
through me
yet you do not 
know what rakes 
within
has life and yet 
takes no form
A dullness not i 
can comprehend
unsettleness of 
the mind and soul
And a churning 
of the brain....

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Horizontal Vertigo --
amongst the wet raked leaves,
Gazing into gorgeous blue; 
where clouds --
Are passing frogs or horses;
In a pair of grass-stained Levi’s.

A subtle wind --
Tickles all the colored leaves,
So drenched in spattered sunlight;
Still falling --
As she rakes the cooling leaves;
So brilliant --
Over happy giggles....

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In this dream...

Scream -- the figment of a dream, but so much more
Confusion rakes my brain, closes each door
Right from the start, he has meandered through my visions
Empty and cold, I find him making my decisions
Adding painful secrets that stain my real life...and there's
Much more to come...with the force of a knife...

In this dream of reality......

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books
paint brushes
glitter glue
canvases
paper
sewing machines
balls and toys
bats and mats
scooters and bikes
Batman and Wonder Woman
Red Flyer Wagon
rakes
Two axes and a hatchet
Barbeque grill
Couch, chair, three tables
Microwave, TV, light fixtures
Shredder and Fax machine
Bed, freezer, extra mattress
A three car garage but no room for a car...

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Haiku - a thought provoking bunch!

Alone - yet a continuum...!

In this universe,
alone - yet a continuum,
woven - warp and weft!

Mind always rakes up,
our ego that awaits, takes-up,
blatant differences!

No thing and nothing,
ever in isolation, connect,
with all - resurrect!

Find that in you - where,
oneness from deep within surge,
ahead - where all merge!...

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    She is quite the Mistress of the air, synchronize swimming where Eagles dare-stare, no need for landing batons or clearance, she has her own flare.

She wraiths the hapless night and the brilliance of day, rakes the sky, knowing her beauty laid, showcased on big screenery-
rewards God with a show bow and cloud kiss of why His All Knowingness plays, ~The Mistress (proud)

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kan you rite a poem with spelling misteakss?
I can try, butt it will not be easy of coarse.
To my died hair I take out my thinkers and rakes.
can we do this? I ask my brin. He is my diving force.

Better five up, he says. not amused. we Kan’t do it.
We never make any Mestakes. We are too kool.
But I am not a proginisticator so I try to think thru it.
Forgettting all that junk we learned in skooooooolllll....

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Juggle master kept adding to his shuffle
He is amazing said his cousin Leland Muffle.
Juggling balls, teapots, sandwiches and more.
Almost anything I bring home from the store.

Did he ever juggle guns? I ask. Did he ever juggle a knife?
He juggled a knife once, but he said he’d never do it twice.
He amazes me I said as he juggled cookies and tea cakes.
I wonder if he could juggle a few hoes and garden rakes?...

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Let me walk in a path, charming welcome 
Without surging, disperse in time to annihilate
Rakes with shadow in speed, “raks” in crushing limit
Left to matter will it be well define in spaceless dream
Unrevealed   discrepancy   boil in pot shifts in wonder 
Eternal magic disper  time of silhouette as oversight
Matter has conjugate above and beyond  flush foul play
Conquer to past in present bound to unknown future...

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wild fire spreads through the trees
they sway uncertainly
and drop their bright burdens lightly to the floor
my boots make crunchy colorful confetti and i frown
at the people quickly gathering up the flames
with their rakes, burning them
as if they couldn't get rid of the beauty fast enough
i breathe in the smoke and the crisp air
stuffing each lonely hand into empty pockets
head bowed, but with a slight smile
i think of you...

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