Short Reclines Poems
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tired of his violent program
turns off, un-reclines, stands up
scent of perfume drifts down stairs
turns on love station
Categories:
reclines, desire,
Form:
Dodoitsu
A lone bridge across
the pond reclines like Buddha
in this serene wood.
Visual2 of PP Haiku#1 contest by SKAT A
Categories:
reclines, nature, peace,
Form:
Haiku
Cattails, sedges, papyrus, sawgrass
Fish waterfowl soundless salamanders
In soft wet interface of water and earth
Reclines the orbit of Marsh
Categories:
reclines, nature,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Dame van Dyke now reclines and relaxes,
while her lady-in-waiting re-waxes
bristled shadowy skin
of her chinny-chin-chin...
the vexation of vain battle-axes.
Categories:
reclines, humor, humorous,
Form:
Limerick
As daylight transpires
I peek whilst marveling
If I shall ever procure my stance
Everywhere I may tread
Along the astral patterns
Sagacity reclines
Though eyes may never see
Beyond the facade
Categories:
reclines, life, may,
Form:
Verse
An azure sky, by God’s good grace
Above this hallowed place reclines
Where sunlit lakes reflect the face
of mountain range and forest pines.
Unblemished view for tired eyes
Quietly dreaming ‘neath azure skies
Categories:
reclines, nature,
Form:
Verse
An emperor reclines in
thrall to my confines
O, how he’d dictate to his heart’s delight
but he’s too wise to fight
my shrewd mind and my steely spine
~ carves out his place midst my shrine
Categories:
reclines, fantasy, me, strength, wisdom,
Form:
Rhyme
Moonlight falls upon the dormant land
Where peaceful calm reclines
Upon the shimmering lake
Ripples form and then reveal
A dark silhouette rising out of water.
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Contest: Out of Water
Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper
Categories:
reclines, mystery, water,
Form:
Verse
I will doff my ermine gown
and take off my kingly crown.
The day declines, the course is run,
on fleece of gold reclines the sun.
I'll not retouche the Mona Lisa
or straighten up the Tower of Pisa.
Further work in that connection
I leave to those who seek perfection.
Categories:
reclines, art, career, retirement,
Form:
Lyric
Calico Kitty Cat
Famous within my neighbourhood
Wears a pink frilly dress
As she reclines dignified on the front porch
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July 16, 2013
Poetry/Clerihew/ A Kitty Cat
Copyright Protected, ID 07-493-054-16
All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France
Categories:
reclines, cat, funny,
Form:
Clerihew
Darkness blooming
graceful moon vine,
boastful in striking radiance
as darkness stalks
daylight reclines,
Midnight banquet
petals devour,
stars reflect
commitment, entwined
sustainable in twilight hours,
Whispers shared
lost in bleak skies ink,
lantern flowers
guide soul drifters
reserved charm ~
timid sunrise winks
Categories:
reclines, dark, flower, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
Sing to me…
Sing until I sleep
Sing me into folds
Of velvet black
Of darkness... fathoms deep
Sing to me…
One last time
With voice so sweet and kind
Sing until my head reclines
‘Pon pillows trimmed
In lace
Sing to me…
Until I’m gone
Into eternity
With sound of Angels
In my ears and smile
…Upon my face…
Categories:
reclines, blessing, celebration, destiny, moving on, true love,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
On a striped deckchair
she reclines, cold drink in hand,
soaking up the sun.
Her tanned skin glistens.
Teasingly, her tongue explores
her full lower lip.
Dark blue sunglasses
subtly separate pretence
from reality.
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Contest: Compose a Choka
Sponsor: Janis Thompson
Placed 3rd
© 18th July 2016
Categories:
reclines, imagery, sun,
Form:
Choka
In sunlit rooms, a feline form reclines,
Meolu, the cat with fur of silken sheen.
With eyes of jade, his gaze on birds' designs,
A graceful hunter, silent and serene.
His purrs, a melody that intertwines
With household sounds, create a peaceful scene.
At night, he roams on padded paws so light,
A shadow dancing in the pale moonlight.
Categories:
reclines, animal, cat, pets,
Form:
Ottava rima
The dimming sun, hovers like a sound
Reclines and sleeps behind earth's jagged teeth
The moon, a bowl of milk, droplets spread throughout the sky
The stars come out while the sun rests,
The stars they sing and dance
To the wolf howling at the moon
Through the small looking glass
The stars, flickering in the sky
In that moment, we see the past
Categories:
reclines, deep, earth, howl, moon, sky, stars, sun,
Form:
Free verse
In pageant of stars, a showstopper shines
palisaded halo, a bashful yellow reclines
a nocturnal goddess, daemon wind whines
companionless beauty, no orbit in twines.
28th April 2020
Sponsor Gregory R Barden
Contest Name Rithimus Divisa 3
Reference poem details
Honeymoon
Date written 7th April 2020
for Emile Pinet Contest Minuanetta Poems
Categories:
reclines, moon,
Form:
Rhyme
broken spindle lay on its side
the stair rail weakened
Can an hour glass turn itself?
no one hastens the seeming repose
splintered spindle reclines in peace
raggedy doll's eyes are closed
and the hour glass gathers dust
objects jog her memories of a fight
spindle in one scarred hand
doll clutched in the other
she turns the hour glass over
day of new beginnings
Categories:
reclines, courage, grief, success,
Form:
Free verse
Who on God reclines
Worldly offers declines:
To the scripture inclines
Noting the sharp lines
Between Gods and gods;
Though both sides wield rods;
From worshipers nods:
The latter mere pods,
Things to smoke like cods
Or just kick with leg
And refuse to beg...
Who an God reclines
Only dines and wines
From Lord God's rich mines...
This, forever, signs
Categories:
reclines, god, image, people, religious,
Form:
Rhyme
She reclines on the banks of a quiet pond
Naked as a new born babe
Revealing gifts nature bestowed on her
without guile or shame.
Behind the hedges, trees and shrubs
Eyes bulge at the sight with disgust
condemning her this immoral wench, a loose woman.
Yet sin is not with her in that innocent pose
but in the eyes of the beholder
reflecting the lust within his own heart.
Categories:
reclines, people,
Form:
Free verse
The evening sun reclines, dips
her trailing skirts into the fire;
she lounges on the edge of dusk,
her sultry lips, crimson desire.
With violet tints, her painted eyes,
brazen behind a blushing cloud,
stare at every lake and pond
to view the beauty she's endowed.
We sigh to see her slip beyond
the rim of sight; her lovely face
may never be just quite the same
as now, framed by the black tree lace.
Faye Lanham Gibson
Categories:
reclines, beauty, cool, sun,
Form:
Quatrain
An amendment
A soldier reclines
on a bed of mines,
Unmarked
Apart from a bindi.
A little girl stares
Through glazed, lifeless eyes,
Her clothes bloodied.
Her childhood discarded.
A woman distressed,
Weeps over her husband.
Her ex-husband.
Severely bludgeoned.
A lad lies lifeless
In Srebenica.
His head has exploded.
A pizza?
Girl, woman, man, lad
All victims of killing.
War? Rape? Murder? Arrest?
Resisting?
Never.
Thou shalt not kill.
Categories:
reclines, fear,
Form:
Free verse
An amendment
A soldier reclines
on a bed of mines,
Unmarked
Apart from a bindi.
A little girl stares
Through glazed, lifeless eyes,
Her clothes bloodied.
Her childhood discarded.
A woman distressed,
Weeps over her husband.
Her ex-husband.
Severely bludgeoned.
A lad lies lifeless
In Srebenica.
His head has exploded.
A pizza?
Girl, woman, man, lad
All victims of killing.
War? Rape? Murder? Arrest?
Resisting?
Never.
Thou shalt not kill.
Categories:
reclines, fear,
Form:
Free verse
An elderly man's wife dies.
You have seen it before,
you can tell what will happen next.
He will recline in the home
that she wove around him.
Some warmth remains
to pad carpet slippers and housecoats.
The cat will always be
the shadow of her hand.
He is a watcher
not at the funeral or the cemetery
but from the other side of a bed.
He arranges things
then puts them back the way they were.
He places sepia moments
back into a shoe box
that she has provided.
Categories:
reclines, poetry,
Form:
Blank verse
there are no secrets in the house of pain
in the citadel of death there is no fear.
At the foot of the mighty mountain
on the outskirts of madness, she
reclines on a divan, like a queen;
the Lady of Devastation and Entropy.
Dressed in a glorious gown of regal red
that to human eyes appears as emerald green
she sips black coffee and nibbles on dark
chocolate and smokes a slender cigarette.
With each sip, each bite, each puff
a thounsand worlds die amidst silent screams.
... She smiles
Categories:
reclines, death, imagination,
Form:
Blank verse
My new chair is big and tall
for a large fellow it enthrall
Faux leather soft as a lamb
automatic lift that never jams
Push a button on the side
your feet go up to relax high
Hold the button and the back reclines
it's pillow embraces your head for nappy time
Another push on a button and back as before
your feet once more on the floor
This comfort beast of celestial high
no weary soul could itself deny
The pleasure of relaxation to the max
sleep away this era of Covid-19 attacks
Categories:
reclines, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme