Short Reclined Poems

Cassiopeia reclined on her cosmic beach,
Longing for Orion so out of reach.
He was showing off to the stars,
As he spiked the Moon over Mars,
Wondering what next Venus would teach....

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What's wrong with Hippies,
who like taking trippies
or smoke funny ciggies.
Freedom of mind, while brain is reclined,
no longer blind, the answers I find,
connections that bind, while time hits rewind.

©John-Ovan.P.Hull...

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The swelling sea static at skyline, stillness stuck at edge of dusk,
waning waves break in splendor, pearls spread on the sedate reclined shore, 
twilight spectrum rolls, weave tapestry of darkness for falling night. 
...

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Untitled, their works of art (?), their minds
pried to the paper, full-out concentrate
only a few sigh and rub their eyes
and lean back, hands overhead, yawns,
relaxed, reclined, restrained, now!
Headfirst diving into the test once more!...

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SUMMER IN THE SUN

There was a young man from Verdun
Who lazed in the hot summer sun.
He reclined, all revealing,
Till his skin started peeling,
Then he said, “I reckon I’m done”

11th June 2020
Summer Laziness Contest
Sponsor - Mohan Chutani...

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In the evening as I reclined,
A screech owl came to my drowsy mind.
He sat upon a peeled elm limb,
And he looked at me, I looked at him.

As I enjoyed the coral sunset,
My owl sat in sepia silhouette.
Morning will bring his sleepy call,
And I'll rise with coffee for you all....

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The reclined leaf sees its color change as it waits for the fall
My reposed life in autumn twilight watches the cold sun sink
The void sky turning grey tells me the winter night would fall soon.

May 27, 2018
15 syllables each line
Contest : Sijo Poem
Sponsored by : Heidi Sands...

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To start the new year with a kiss
I woke up from a dream of this
I asked you if you wouldn't mind
Onto my chest your head reclined
I stroked your hair and said, I guess
your answer will not be a yes
Then you looked up, I feared the worst 
But then you went and kissed me first...

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She lit the candles,
One at a time,
We drank herbal tea,
And sat side by side,
Feelings came easy,
In a positive sign,
We moved slowly closer,
As the sofa reclined,
The pulse of her music,
Was edgy and fine,
Over and under,
Together in time.

Candlelit moments,
When she was mine....

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The dance declined, mind games futile
We prefer vibrant bliss
Our childlike heart is free from guile
Fullness, nothing amiss

We’ve turned now, a new page 
Soul stands at centre stage 
As love fires within rage

Armchair reclined
The dance declined

14-May-2022
Quietus ...

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The sea shall come
The sea shall go,
Winds in the wave
Pushing to and fro

If I should seek
The sea shall find,
To wash me ashore 
With a clearer mind

Tumbled as long as
The sea shall stand,
Only to end up ...
Polished on the sand

Reclined on the grit
Below vast blue sky,
The sea shall wave
One last goodbye. 

...

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Places you find love,
Trace the place with your finger
In The soft sand.

With good grace
By the sea was the place
We found love.

And now we live
Here in the sunshine reclined
With a smile.

In the soft sand,
Trace the place with your finger,
A trace of the place we found love.

From

Reflections On A Day By The Bay...

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THE ELEGANT ECHO

On the busy walkway of the city shopping center
In the air of elegance ruffling her well-set auburn hair
She walks in style on her stockinged slender legs
With delicately encased feet reclined on the golden stilettos
The beat of high heels echoes in the throb of many hearts.

June 6, 2018....

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As I reclined and looked at the horizon
I complemented myself with a proving smile
because the sunset was so lovely
and I had not seen one like it for quite sometime
The omnibus colors of the sky blended so perfectly
Magnified by the tilting shadows of the glaring sun
and before it had finally rested
I felt my life painting is done....

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On this mountaintop I sit
In solitude reclined –

For such a heightened lift
Soul-weary did I climb
The world foresworn – a bit
(My aching heart inclined)

A flowing form of art
A hawk goes soaring by
In curving – graceful – arc
Suspended in the sky

It liberates my heart
And with the hawk I fly
Heart to beating heart 
Eye to seeing eye...

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Dawn drinks daylight.
Sunshine spreads supremely.
Briskly brightens bays and beaches. 
Restless readers reclined rise up.
Freshness flashes fair faces.
Wildlife awakens watches.
Life loves lusciously.
Man makes much merriment.
Responsibility reckons…repeatedly.
Continuity continues its cyclical connection.

© November 14, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen...

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Intuitively labelling objects,
attention fixated on illusions,
we see only what lower mind reflects,
coming to erroneous conclusions,
thus nurturing deepening delusions.
Tied to mind”s tree, we can never be free
but if we dwell in the vast void carefree,
our soul presence is then divine aligned,
ego recedes and head and heart agree;
soul’s eye opens, on bed of truth reclined....

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Butterflies flit to flowers
serenity in the shade
reclined adirondack chair
a buzzzz interrupts...

Ouch, bee sting "bites me", in pain, 
I run for the cortisone.
Impossible! metered buzzzz
...off to find Cyndi!

By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
for Linda-Marie's Bite Me contest
April 9, 2012

*Tag, Cyndi's it! I wasn't going to enter this contest, but decided I couldn't
miss out on all the fun....

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Razorblade drapes cracked daybreaks’ neck,
Crooked arm beneath her face,
She reclined dove quiet,
Conscience dwelt, guilt-ridden waves
Amidst the silk and lace.
Roared a solemn riot,
A lump caught in my throat, gorging brimstone,
The noose tightened,
Throttled tears of eyelid fashion.
Sneaking on my winter coat, wore Judas fear,
Brooding cold and frightened
Carried home my crimes of passion....

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"I find tranquility where sand meets sea at twilight's gleam and poets dream" - by author

Reclined am I beneath the shimmer of a summer sky.
It spills pink-persimmon woven in and out of feathered clouds.
I relish these moments when the strawberry moon’s ascent is nigh.
Sand, sea, and serenity reign here far from city crowds.
To the sun that lingered all day on my skin I toss a kiss goodbye....

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Clothes stick like a fly to fresh fly paper
Have same trapped feeling in heat of summer
Let's escape to small island where calmer

Island paradise, palm trees, soft warm wind
Now entering that relaxed frame of mind
Change of pace, in comfy hammock reclined

Total peace as the fierce storm approaches
Rain, cooler air mighty wind sways branches
Love, imagination places on beaches.....

Contest:Triplet
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Three triplets...

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When the whispers of dusk dissipates rapidly,
And the whiskers of dawn displays happily,
The lath of life deals dew on sodden grace.
In the glare of blazing beam will the sun
Surmise above uncertainty to declare the fore.
Mellow hands are reclined in graceful supplication
For what you bear ahead the bare sane recluses.
But when the ears of primal reel meticulously adhere,
The grid of lines hovering on heels will melifluosly adorn....

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The forest was ours—
The trees swayed in
Unison with our steps.
Our words became
Whispers in the wind.
The sun shared silver
Shafts of bright light
Through restless leaves
As you held my face
In your hands and
Tenderly kissed my eyes,
My cheeks, my lips.
I was cradled in the
Warmth of your love.
We reclined on a bed
Of leaves and shared our
Thoughts and dreams
For hours until we watched
The golden sun disappear
Into the twilight sky....

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Summer lies sleeping somewhere in fields of daisies
her warm breeze waltzes with each blade of grass

Autumn’s reclined wrapped within soft, cool mists
her nursery of seeds and parched leaves put to bed

Winter has awoken and rides the frigid northern winds
Ushering in a moment of slumber to proffer the circle of life

And... spring will come tomorrow, a new beginning to champion
When all asleep arise once more, with burst of colors everywhere!
~*~

01/'14...

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A rose poem
A walking cobbler came to Yasmin valley
That had a small brook with swimming ducks
Even though since everyone wore clogs 
He decided to settle down in this pleasant vale

The cobbler was educated in Frankfurt and 
As we know the Germans are astute workers.

Recuperating after hitting his knee on a boulder
On a bed of Yasmin, he reclined and fed by maidens 
Some inhabitants came to him with clogs as a gift 
Exponentially happy he cried and was a happy man....

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