Short Refills Poems
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be aware must have care
cause this hurting thing
it will bring
thoses refills
when your eyes rain
ITS
PAIN AND PILLS
sitting on the moon
above the whole world below
where are my refills
Njeri, 7.3.2015
Drunken moon contest
By STAT A
Drink all you like from yesterday’s cup for today has arrived to fill it back up
6/8/17
For the Glass Is Always Full Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Alexis Y.
Be it smooth, sour or plain, life comes with free refills; drink hearty is my refrain!
Written June 10, 2017 For the Glass is Always Full Contest of Alexis Y.
cocktail of gold stars
melts on half-distilled kisses
like grapes to wine’s mouths
tracing each other’s faces
as night refills love’s caress
You can lose your job
You can lose your house
You can lose your parents
You can lose your spouse
But when you lose your faith
You lose your will
And if that ever happens
There are no refills
Do you know
many things
understanding
not one
Portending
your weakness
pretense
on the run
The trash bin
of knowledge
refills
left unchecked
Pontificate
dirges
spout off
— to infect
(The New Room: July, 2024)
In this very moment
Time stand still
It hits me every time
Faith refills.
I shake off the emotion
try not to think
but waves of the past
keep me in sync.
Mystery of pleasure
that can not be described
Why it matters I don't know
Words never transcribe.
Lavender wisteria spills
even as your eyes close in sleep
to gaze at dawn on heaven’s hills~
Lavender wisteria spills
a scent so dear my heart refills
with love and loss and I must weep~
Lavender wisteria spills
as your eyes close in timeless sleep.
Why try when I'll Die
This brings a tear to my eye
When I cry I get this high
Like a bird when it flies
The pain lets me kill
When I can't deal
With all of the pill
bottles needing refills
Why's it always me
Who can't fulfull a destiny
Yes me,
the Fourth favorite child of three
Love is perfect
has no regrets
a gentle
spring breeze
or passionate
whirlwind
moves things
to dance
without being
seen
summer lemonade
quenching
hot lips
winter overcoat
keeping in
the heat
fountain spring
of bliss
that needs
no refills
lamp on sill
of joy
home sweet
love
Lavender wisteria spills
of hundred blooms, God's tokens sprawl
like ringlets crowned where fields stand tall
Lavender wisteria spills
adorned in silk...how I recall
a lush brocade new morn refills--
Lavender wisteria spills
of hundred blooms, God's tokens sprawl !
within reach you are
willing to teach i am
swollen sincerity i swear
i have & will do what
i can (broken too)
mirrors with one stone
that i found on the hill
while i was alone (no
place for empty heads
no refills no open beds)
it's not that you're not
wanted it's just i can't
help (but flaunt it)
The smile that gives me warmth, love, affection,
The smile that contents me,
The smile that is a combination of care and friendliness,
The smile that refills the confidence to achieve,
The smile that brings a twinkle in eyes,
The smile that is adorable, satisfactory, affectionate,
Yes! It's my MOM's smile that is the most precious one for me!
I can handle this
but I’ll first need a glass of wine
I need to loosen up
gather my strength
wind down
I can handle this
bit of socializing
all this gasbagging
though little painful
I can handle it
Just another glass of wine
I can handle this
keep the refills coming
I sure hope I can handle
another family reunion
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
My soul erupts with hope
God has given me another chance
The world keeps me on a rope
But faith is a stronger lance
Even with glimmers of light
My soul needs little to ignite
My cup refills for the fight
I disallow earthly spite
Like a volcano rumbling eruption
I allow my inside to smile
My soul reminds me of the sun
Spewing fiery hope at every aisle
My aunt's a fan of "Tea Time,"
Which takes place each day at 4,
When drinks and chips and dips are served
And sometimes even more.
We sit and schmooze and sip and nosh
Before our evening meal.
It's time to just chill out; relaxing
Is the main appeal.
By dinner time, if we head out,
We've had our share of booze,
Our restaurant bill much lighter,
'Cept for refills, if we choose.
When the coffee's cold
the story's old
rooster missed his cue again
nightmares in both our pens...
clouds high on the horizon
me, low on the totem pole
when the coffee's this cold
sundial's dug me a black hole...
head-shakes rattle my brain
Will they ever ease the pain
back and knees have yet to please
O, glorious morning, refills of unease
Am I safe now?
Are we safe?
Is it safe to listen here?
To speak of over there?
Is Earth safe to sing?
Safe to dance with?
Safe for new birth?
To spin past romance?
Does life matter
if no one's noticing?
Remembering?
If no one's vocation
is to sacredly listen?
while all creation refills silent gaps.
Are we safe now?
Reborn silent angels,
angels of light,
pushing back this dark night.
Are you ready ~ do you need some energy refills
Today I am sending you happy thoughts
Paint this Monday with a wide brush ~ the color is yellow
The sun's color ~ sunflowers ~ a yellow rose ~ the color of a smile
Reflecting on life ~ be focused on the jewels we already have
Not in the past or in the future ~ today
23.01.2017
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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I knew from the start
that I was in love with your heart.
So as I write this poem on you're heart,
with my loving words as my pen
and you're heart as my paper,
show the depths of my love for us.
My pen overflows with emotions,
that it completely saturates
the paper that It's written on.
With every passing day,
my love for you Intensifies
in ways that my words
can't be held back from my pen
and it's our love for each other,
that refills the ink in my pen.
There were so many times when sorrow
Brought down my graying head.
I wonder if the trip was worth it
When all but grief has fled.
Chorus
But the light still shines about me,
And love refills the space.
The clear still waters of my life
Reflect an unlined face.
The chase after fame for another
Has left him with furrowed brow.
The riches he’s spent his life seeking
Only make his shoulders bow.
Chorus
We each chose direction to go.
The better choice takes a lifetime to know.