Short Recreation Poems
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Bursting, profusion.
White, pink petals cascading.
Burgeoning blossom.
Whilst we, in isolation,
Watch nature’s recreation
I shall try to recreate what I wrote and lost (again) but as all artists know the recreation can never be the same as the original
On the peak of a high mountain
the most equatorial snow on earth
its only recreation, to melt over solid rock
In the busiest asphalt jungles
good and evil value bouts of recreation
~ shunning all work no play
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
Off we went to the zoo on vacation
To see animals of God's creation.
Most of them I adore
But reptiles I abhore.
Visiting them was no recreation.
We went on holiday,this past week
For rest and recreation,we did seek;
Creation,fellowship an abundant grace
Here,martins also found a space,
In the eaves,they with us ,shared this place
V igorous
A ttempts at
C rafting
A mazing moments of relief,
T o tantalize my senses,
I nitiating the
O nly recreation I’ll get for the year and a
N ew, adventurous escape.
bikini-clad girls
volleyball playing at beach ~
fun under the sun
Submitted for...
Summer Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchen
Date written: 06/28/2021
I am not
the sum total
Of people's thoughts
Nor am I the
Manifestation of
People's conversations
I am not a
Recreation of people's
Imagination
I am a unique design
GOD made
Created for the
Master's use
I am His
GOD made
You are the sibling of Darkness
Only representing all friendliness
but you're mistaken too much
You surround me with a clutch
You hide from liberation
But you somehow form your recreation
You extinguish my fear
and make things very, very clear.
I hope to pass
this bridge
doing my things
unopposed
for not all oppositions
are reasonable
if for instance
something is opposite
on no account, tell
I have never known
a personal recreation
other than dreaming
if it follows at the
right time.
I swim, and I swam,
I play with words,
like a poet
therefore, I am.
A float in the space
of infinite vocabulary.
Master of my imagination,
enjoying the realization
of my mental recreation.
Feeling satisfied and pleased
with the pleasure of spilling ink.
J-oyful
A-uthor's
G-leeful
D-edication
I-nspires
S-omeone's
H-eart
S-imply
I-mplementing
N-atal
G-uy's
H-appy
R-ecreation
A-s
M-essage
A-bout
N-ame
A-mazes
Topic: Birthday of poet Jagdish Singh Ramana (January 07)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Spring showering shores
rabbits running round in amusing
the glitter great glacier
been sparkle spends slightness by branches
wind witnesses willingly be affections
In reflection raised recreation.
And sense a rat, small the tale it
Running stopped by the torso as hulking.
New River waters skimming jagged rocks
Drenched rafters paddle madly
Are we having fun yet?
THIRD PLACE WINNER
written July 12, 2021
for "Bite Size No. 12" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Line Gauthier
FIRST PLACE WINNER
Brian Strand's Poetry Contest
July 17, 2021
I've had a sore throat
And no energy lately
But I've been out swimming
And feel so much better
Swimming isn't just about exercise
It's a form of good recreation
You know it's super good stress relief
It's like a moment when all
The deliberate worries I've ever had
Vanished like water.
I have my reasons-
most of which you'll never know;
I have my precedents,
for every friend and every foe.
My obsession is subliminal manipulation-
based on mutual obligation,
and entire recreation
using my imagination's-
idea of accommodation
&Personal inspiration.
Awesome
Ball Playing
Crazy, Cool
Deer Hunter
Excellent
Fantastic, Fun loving
Great
Humorous
Interesting
Just
Kind
Loving
Mischief Maker
Needed nearby
Original
Protective
Quick
Ready for Recreation
Sassy
Teasing, Tricky
Unbeatable
VIP
Working
X-tra Special
Youthful
Zoe's dad
Corn
Pulse
Twirling
Spinal wave
Decoded rings square
Progressive loss of a tin spark
Ineffable tidal clap remains in partial sight
Cycled dragon spoon enhances sensorial spore road
Recreation of constant growth
Inverted slices
Immersing
Sound cone
Snails
Thoughts
Form:
A moment, the need, undeniable desire
A memory, the seed, igniting fire
A burning, so deep, eternal glow
A yearning, so steep, upward to go
A craving, too strong, instincts grab hold
A mating, too long, can never grow old
A creation, by design, for humanity to know
A recreation, by desire, for infinity will flow
when all that is left is taken
kept at hand and not forsaken
memories restore and cannot be taken
the past will remain and not be forsaken
visions will etch its bygones and restore
images strengthen the remote losses and more
piece by piece recreation will restore
all that was lost will be back for evermore
It was a year ago today
we plain folk lost our say
our lives restricted
in so many ways
Couldn't go to work or see a show
almost nowhere we could go
Shopping at super-stores our recreation
Toilet paper hoarding, our avocation
One year later
things look better
COVID's memorial
~ five scarlet letters
A summer of smiles, a paradise of play,
lively, lighthearted laughter, each delirious day -
I clobbered all contenders in ping-pong.
I sought and I seized every fly ball in the field
in the picturesque park where I wheeled.
The charms of childhood’s recreation revealed -
I reach back and recall a sweet summer song.
dirty hands shaking
the stains of bluish blood
trickled
oil to wash sticky glued
and perfumed
we go to recreate
recreation of procreation
clean hands filthy fingers
war of love
dream of death
colonisation
fingers move palm rests
fidgety chasing the vigilant holes
to rest for a while in
the darkness of
the warmth
Form:
The dance of the rain.
Curated and mesmerized.
The rhythm to pertain.
With comfort mistified.
The performance is great.
Splendid beauty with grace.
The ethos to showcase.
Different forms it plays.
Rain contributes to nature.
Grand memorable structure.
The harmony of recreation.
For never-ending the tradition.