Short Renegade Poems
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honeysuckle tree
blossoms rain on summers day
yellow parachutes
she grows renegade
her offshoots grow wild too
commandeer the yard
Rolling ruby rivers reflect
Recovered roses' refined respect
Releasing reborn, renegade rainbows
Redeemed regret rarely regrows
7/21/22
(1943-2003)
He was a renegade.
He was a rebel all his days.
Then something broke inside. And I, I --
I cried and cried when Warren died.
Glowing like a hot fire
Any shade of red just won't do;
Renegade shadows
Nearly misread as blood;
Energizing the cold
The flame of January.
Honeysuckles commandeered my yard
Ten in a row, watching this old bard
They grow renegade, their roots are super deep.
Providing shade for my red ninety-eight Jeep.
I sit and I ponder and I ponder and I sit
Am I a genius or a nitwit?
Honeysuckle tree makes fun of me
A bee sits down and stings my knee
I feel less wise than a renegade tree
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graffiti renegade
Written 4-28-23
Contest: Graffiti
Sponsor: Suzette Richards
delicate flowers
grow wild and renegade
delighting meadow
wild strawberries
theyre gorgeous yet not tasty
tiny hard and pink
giant queen anne’s lace
gracing us with her presence
a land worth buying
the sky is a prettier blue here
maybe due to today’s silence
the bird chatter seems wittier
possibly because of this relaxed setting
dainty renegade flowers jiggle in the wind
reminding me why I love the country
Tribalism:
You break the rules
and become a renegade.
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Do not know
any god. All the
deities were man-made
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In dark, you
will recognize the faces
of unslept poems.
Satish Verma
honey loaf? honey thistle? honey suckle?
I stare at the renegade tree
She has exploded with tiny bright orbs
smaller than marbles, deadly, poisonous berries
this tree will be here many mountainous lifetimes after I am gone.
All powerful lemonade
Turned Bill into a renegade
Warlock instantly chastised
Interest in him on the rise
Lone wolf now, will run with pack
Mom wanted her baby back.
Hear that howling in the hill?
Bill runs loose and always will
Tender
Happy
Exuberant
Dainty
Renegade
Angel
Guardian
Omnipotent
Niceness
Fluttering
Lightly
Youthful
Lovely
Outstanding
Valuable
Enthusiastic
Spirit
Written 9-30-2019
Contest: Acrostic Poetry
Sponsor: Bobby May
Rabid, renegade ravens, rise.
Relishing rancid refuse; repugnant.
'Round rural relics, resounding ruthless retorts.
Retrieving realm revelations.
Rival reckonings; regimes ruptured.
Repent! Release. Repeat..
Reconcile. Rejoice. Retreat.
the flower was three inches
weed next to her, six feet
one of them is prickly
the other one is petite
the daisy had been there three days
weed appeared overnight
in a week daisy was one eighth of an inch high
fast-growing renegade weed has climbed into the sky
Renegade against time with vision and
Isolated from yourself, the sun does not cover, you
Centered on dreams too big for life
How you dream those big dreams,
And life’s passing you by.
Renegade son do not eat the apple.
Don your amour and free the princess
O, free the princess!
without glasses I saw a flock of wrens
flying in formation
from the top of a distant renegade tree
today I still see them
they have not moved
I put on my glasses
It is not wrens
It is an arm of a large invasive vine, and it is slightly waving
from the top of that unlucky tree
Jabbering in his mind
Unclear thoughts, non-cohesive, renegade,
Running wildly with a 1957 Chevy truck,
Honking with a gaggle of winter geese.
Fuzzy dendrite connections,
Brain overload, grabbing out-of-control ideas,
Hoisting them into cyberspace with his unicorn monkey pals.
perky yellow woodland sunflower
you grew renegade at the side of my Kansas woods
against the backdrop of the forest, you look amazing
glowing in the colors of an August sun
you are reputed to be an invasive plant
welcome to my meadow, you bring me joy
invade away, with my blessing
A rogue, a renegade, diabolically daring.
Living life on her own cleverly-figured-out terms.
Unknowingly enticing others to follow in her leather footsteps.
Admired by much younger awed females.
Their biggest dream is to grow up to be her someday.
We all know her.
Probably by a thousand different names.
Time that memories have not erased, sad and stuck in the cerebral
Everlasting stains like the blood one sheds on a cross from a crucifixation
Agitated at the family, friends and lovers that leave
Renegade on emotions water for the rage to calm the flame
Serenade the ground with a lonely girls tune
honeysuckle tree grew renegade
giving my boys marvelous shade
eagle with outstretched wings is in the sky
a glittering butterfly is gliding by
country living gives my heart a rest
I’ve lived all over, but this is the best
there are screaming crickets down in the grass
a 747 next decides to make a pass
Renegade trees are suffocating the yard.
One became seven rather quickly.
When I discovered the mother tree,
I congratulated myself on a successful transplant years ago.
I had babied my little forest tree almost too much.
Never dreaming she was going to become the grandmother of the yard.
Going forth and multiplying.
Only clowns had masks
And secret agents
Personae non grata
Disallowed from disguise
Now the Stasi and Gestapo
Of all nations denunciate
Those renegade souls
Who hide their screen
Blindfolded we justify
Judge and reprimand
Cushion our conscience
In self-righteousness
28th April 2020
a bat and ball
a certain way to stand tall
ignition within a conversation
pierced as the renegade blown together
appreciate the system,
walk away to me while you bleed
certain to be caught
from here to eternity back
safe in my chest you see
lift the soap so far
try avoiding the light on the car
look to the east...