Short Rasp Poems
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Categories:
rasp, allusion,
Form:
Tanka
Merry Martian march,
Ardent adventures adorned;
Restless ravens rasp…
Cozy caressing calmness
Heavenly harmony haunts
29 March 2023
Categories:
rasp, march,
Form:
Tanka
some say
the world is
flat perhaps
theirs
but mine has
curves that define
no straight lines but
places where the
sun can set
behind the
pear and
peach
trees
or the
rasp
berry
bush
Categories:
rasp, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
she gazed
i forgot to
shave into
my hairy
ball's
she said
i see
i see
it's fuzzy
and blurred
something
lovingly
unheard
almost
absurd
rasp
berry
pancakes
with a honey
a sweet syruppy thing
Categories:
rasp, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
All our loving years
Never slept on tiff or tears
Grasp this Snow White dove
En route to heaven above
Leave the gate ajar, my love
18 May 2021
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Contest: Tankacrostic
Categories:
rasp, loss, love,
Form:
Acrostic
I loved you once
When youth was fresh
Without the rasp of smoke
In your voice
Back when time was mine
Before all of the pages
Were filled by life
I loved you once
Now the book unfurls
Toward the epitaph
Of my hours and I
Can never return
I loved you once
Categories:
rasp, 8th grade, age, break up,
Form:
Free verse
My hands are webbed- I can not grasp.
All I can do is feel the clawing rasp.
Of laughter in my veins.
That causes rippling pains.
I am appalled, I am taunted.
By loving words that are haunted.
I am sorry for my fear.
As I wait for sleep to take my last tear.
10/6/2021
Categories:
rasp, mental illness,
Form:
Rhyme
of paper unwrapping
that cloud wisp of wisping cloud
that turns to eagle talon
that acrobat plastic bag
flirting with the breeze
scampering ant trying to avoid the falling droplet
curled leaves that adorn
the face of tree forlorn
cursing clouds
as the splinter's emerge
written on back yard step
Categories:
rasp, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
I dreamt of a siren
with crystal skin and quaint braided hair.
her eyes, slow swirls of undying azure,
coiled around, her salt-sweet chorus
tightening at my throat
The alluring notes
pierce through my rasp scream—
In cold sweats I
wake up nauseous—
My vocal cords enfolded in her skin.
Categories:
rasp, beauty, blue, color, lost, night, sea,
Form:
Acrostic
I expect to find something funny in dying.
The bed unkempt like my hair
The room musty as my odor
The air moist
Unlike the dry rasp of my barely audible voice
My breathing labored as the crawling of the Sun
And in the eve the moon fullest at the last
And I will laugh with the man-in-the-moon
At the whatever-after.
Categories:
rasp, sorrow,
Form:
Elegy
Feelin’ fine,
Got some crazy thoughts-
Wavering in my mind,
Garlic on my breath,
In my mouth,
On my taste buds,
It keeps them at bay,
The rasp of their voices,
With their sheer speed-
They are upon me,
Licking my body with their harsh tongues,
Rough patches anoint my collarbone,
My shrill scream slays the demonic silence.
Categories:
rasp, fantasy, people, science fiction, time
Form:
Free verse
Strum on my wrecked nerves 'til I faint
cuffed and connected to your pick;
I'll be the oil on your guitar
hitting your pulse points with my gasp;
Left with need I'll have no complaint
except when the encore's a trick;
That just takes it a step too far.
like your hand on a broken clasp;
Turning you on with my desire,
becoming the craving you rasp.
Categories:
rasp, emotions, feelings, longing, lust,
Form:
Other
Scribo wished for a limerick
but then he crushed his writing stick
too much hard reason
ink went for treason
rhymes and rhythm became quite sick
with a bent nib in his firm grasp
mind and meaning loosened a clasp
he clawed back feeling
spinning free wheeling
filed senses with passionate rasp
27th February 2021
howmanysyllables.com
Categories:
rasp, emotions,
Form:
Limerick
Parched land
thirsty
dry and raw
scorching sun
burning on skin
cracked lips
bleeding sore
breathing in rasp
lost in a desert
of sand.
Feet aching
from walking miles
without shoes
of comfort
internal exhaustion
physical pain
pushing forward
to destinations unknown
wide horizon
of endless journey
reality from the mirage
illusionary want
of not having.
Categories:
rasp, life, people, places,
Form:
Free verse
(Q)uiet morning
(U)nwraps the day
(I)nspiration simmers below the surface
(E)ncouraged by a periodic bird song
(T)o contribute something to say
(M)orning is a beginning
(O)ffering a trime to start fresh
(R))eigniting things to enjoy
(N)ever ignore desires
(I)nviting the best within
(N)ight is behind and beyond
(G)rasp this day for all its worth
Heidi Sands
5/30/21
Categories:
rasp, appreciation, morning, time,
Form:
Acrostic
A-n hour is so very short,
R-unning time is fading fast;
N-ever waste the given moment
O-r chance that will never
L-ast.
T-ake or grab an opportunity,
U-sing the clock's minute hand;
G-rasp the day's good break,
A-s the second isn't in command.
N-ever let the buzzer beat you, let your speed be in power;
O-n the fifteenth of January, wisely spend ticks of an hour.
Categories:
rasp, birthday,
Form:
Acrostic
Must be something in my shoe,
Explainin' why I'm stumbling before you...
Can't get a grasp
Don't know why
Can only talk in a rasp
This vertigo makes me spin
I see two suns in the sunset
And this a war I can't win
Seem to hear
Voices not there
Commands to do
What I must not dare
So this is what is insanity?
Confusing, I tell you
What is real
What is not
I think my mind
Is totally shot.
Categories:
rasp, allegory, health, introspection, life,
Form:
Free verse
My life is falling down hill.
Is this world even real.
I can kind of feel, the things around me.
It sounds to me like death.
So I take a deep breath.
Something has a grasp.
Then i feel a rasp, upon my body.
This sensation makes me feel droddy.
An abyss of darkness.
endless and always heartless.
Corrupted people with broken minds.
There are to many kinds to face.
So i try and show no trace, of myself.
Categories:
rasp, depressionme,
Form:
Free verse
as the fog of day lifts
memories break through
remembrance
of your pale face
almost matching
that gray gown
your wore haphazardly
the rasp of your voice
as you struggled
to speak through gasps
the countless seconds
that seemed eternal
between each beat
of your dying heart
the rise and fall
of your chest
in the last few draws
of breath
then the stillness
of death....
October 1, 2019
Categories:
rasp, death,
Form:
Free verse
COPLA SESENTA Y TRES: This Bad Guy World
The Enemy resides in us
Not by invitation nor by ruse:
Bad day Good night
Could lone Yang gather in surplus
The Yin put down to no good use:
Dark day Bright night
Could the Almighty fear Evil
Is he ONE opposed to the ONE:
Both indigenes
Garden warblers’ pure early trill
Deaf magpies shriek and rasp their tongue:
Mutable genes
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Categories:
rasp, conflict, god,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
My energy I conserve,
Not for the guests seats
I have yet to reserve
Nor for their paid meat
I should carefully preserve…
Squarely for the nice treat
My boys deserve.
Their negligence I’ve grasped
And at it gasped
And hands of shock clasped!
Now, my voice to be a rasp
And my sting that of a wasp:
Welts to on skin break out,
Pain-enduring lips pout;
In drug stores no liniment
For their energy-backed punishment.
Categories:
rasp, anger, character, child abuse, dedication, endurance,
Form:
Rhyme
The Manzanita clacks in
gelid breezes
like the clap of clacking bones.
Reddish painted branches
reach their grey, bent shadows
on stone from
hulking, brewing
drifting welkins.
Peeling, crackled, weathered
bark
grasp, grind and intertwine
gnarled fingers as they rasp and clonk.
Silhouetted by the yawning flame
dipping low,
dances the macabre branches,
on a stage glacial white with
winter snow.
Categories:
rasp, blue, dark, feelings, solitude, winter,
Form:
Free verse
The tight-rope of salvation
Is a straining, wire-taut strand
You inch along on foot-chafed trepidation
Defying Satan’s law of gravitation,
God’s balance-pole inside your hand.
Below, the audience is cheering,
Your equipoise of faith precludes all fearing—
Your toes assert their knowing, nimble grasp.
The platform, once so far, now’s nearing.
Step upon it! Crowd gives out a gasp—
Satan curses with a hoarse and rueful rasp.
Categories:
rasp, faith
Form:
Verse
The tight-rope of salvation
Is a straining, wire-taut strand
You inch along on foot-chafed trepidation
Defying Satan’s law of gravitation,
God’s balance-pole inside your hand.
Below, the audience is cheering,
Your equipoise of faith precludes all fearing—
Your toes assert their knowing, nimble grasp.
The platform, once so far, now’s nearing.
Step upon it! Crowd gives out a gasp—
Satan curses with a hoarse and rueful rasp.
Categories:
rasp, faith
Form:
Verse
The tight-rope of salvation
Is a straining, wire-taut strand
You inch along on foot-chafed trepidation
Defying Satan’s law of gravitation,
God’s balance-pole inside your hand.
Below, the audience is cheering,
Your equipoise of faith precludes all fearing—
Your toes assert their knowing, nimble grasp.
The platform, once so far, now’s nearing.
Step upon it! Crowd gives out a gasp—
Satan curses with a hoarse and rueful rasp.
Categories:
rasp, faith
Form:
Verse