Short Rattled Poems
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ONE A.M. SOLILOQUY
the thunder rattled my sleep -
vibrating windows and walls, eyes shut tight
4/7/2019
rain rattled on the roof presented
releasing tiny bubbles of tin drummed
rampant wind rehearsed and echoed
reverberating in the souls of nature and people
Form:
Rain came
Hearts scared
People fled
A car sped
Water splashed
Round the corner
An umbrella sprang up
A mother hugged
A child giggled
The rain rattled
Rolie Polie Olie rolled ‘round the room,
Repairing rickety robots with a boom.
With Zowie zipping,
And screws slipping,
The ruckus rattled the rosy red vacuum!
Juno has dropped her Jupe for Janus—
Moves unforeseen by Nostradamus.
Jupiter's lightning rage
Rattled Juno's last cage,
But Janus is twice as dangerous.
They say it didn't matter
But it rocked your core
You walked on shaky ground
Your feet were in those shoes
So if it rattled you, it mattered
a baby hit a rattler with its rattle
the rattler was startled so it rattled
the babe loaded a diaper
and perfumed the pit viper
that's how a babe beat a snake in battle
He should never have stepped in the ring
Because he had no talent to bring
Even though he battled
His brain just got rattled
And now he can't remember a thing
there is this
continuous ruckus
surrounding us-
broken balance
faltered- permanently
startled- rattled
chandelier spirit-
the epic unforgettable
lyric that keeps
slipping my mind
The street light shined dimly
Its shallow shadows slithered
The icy covering now bearded
In a five o’clock shadow
His hand faltered
The easel rattled
His brush refocused
On the edge of the wind
In my head are dark contemplations
Rattled by silent reflection
I fear my introspection
And my own damnation
Scrawled on concert halls
And ghost town malls
See my eyes
Death lies
...Why?
I’m glad of April rain,
Keeping us indoors
Inside our rattled window pane
While the night storm pours.
The rain’s a winding sheet,
Shrouding up the night;
Inside we drink and talk and eat
By a fire built bright.
Teeming pools of spawning thoughts
Irrational coiling tendrils and knots
Restless limbs and rattled brain
Exquisite need for some slight refrain
Deprived of basal corporal need...
...I am so...tired.
people put on masks to hide the face of reality but it does not hide the actuality of the soul when rattled i do not flee i battle on to the end in anger a beating of the body is better than beating to a image of the men we were raised to be
society stressed with sadness
their threatened and terrified
outraged and trying to be optimistic
repulsed and resentful with
mortal movement
overpowered
uncertain
torn
bitter
rattled
exhausted
afraid
knockout 2020
5/12/2020
Nestled in Nature,
and rattled by brush.
Surly looming Shadows
Adorned in Fire
Crested by the Sky.
Scarred by thick Dirt
and Wilting Plants.
Wandering Cries,
Stifling Heat.
Desolate
Expanses
Perservere.
Drifting;
Lost Souls
Trek
I was raised in sea of defiance
and yet my Zephyr has lost its realm
I am ungrained in all colour
lost in a rattled cage
and ageing fast
Speaking in tounges
I have seen your everyday jamboree
Although the seasons were roughshod
did we not heed too
I was raised in sea of defiance
and my tired Zephyr has lost its sound
I have lost all colour
I am lost in a rattled cage
and ageing fast
Speaking in tounges
I have seen your everyday jamboree
Although the seasons were roughshod
did we not bleed too
Ooh that hurt!
Splatted face-first in the dirt,
Oh good grief!
I think I've rattled my teeth.
I thought I could out run that team,
Cause I'm the fastest thing you've ever seen,
The reason I couldn't get loose,
Was I forgot to tie my shoes.
8/16/18
Contest
SNAKE VERSUS CROW
the tail rattled. with its black heart
and glaring attention, the crow
pecks. road burn on the underbelly
as the snake slithers down
to the creek. crow can occupy
as sentry to my property, presently.
5/18/2018
Was he comatosed
Or had he been kittytosed
When he sleeps the most.
We just had a Carolina loud sonic boom.
Doors and windows rattled. Our cat
never moved a muscle or even tried
to tussle. If you were kittytosed,
would you want another piece of
toast. Jim Horn
she drew out spittle and split hair on her tongue in suspense
an audience pitched their bets as snot and mucus went dense
as she rattled nails tightened her fangs closed in on her foes
she only licked her wounds with phlegm to soften the blows
19th November
rain swung to the tune of
the western wind embalming
the thirst of the angry earth
quenched releasing opening
the pores, sweat was born
the drumming of the delicate
heart rattled the roof
of the sensitive soul
presenting, tiny bubbles of
blood reverberated
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Form:
She birthed me a star...
Her inner galaxy well travelled.
Seized by womb impact...
Silence - Rattled
Tone tormented yet blissful sigh...
Return to the source - yield rescue the cry...
Triumph this claim as we draw near...
Partake in this memory...
We both share.
Machete jabs
cycle through a staccato lied.
The music is Jurassic,
a tune rattled in the throat
of a feathered lizard.
It pecks out the genetic code
of jackhammers.
Stabs eardrums deep,
a primal stirring
of blood and sap.
The forest echoes
as time hammers on.