Short Repelled Poems
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Once knew a fellow by the name of Ron
Used to see him prancing round in a thong
Ladies were repelled
Guys were shock shelled
No panic! Ron and his dong are now long gone
as cool breeze blows
leaves turn yellow,orange and red...
shedding of leaves
leaf peepers seen
as red apples attract birds...
aphids repelled
Runik and Rose born
as this foliage displays splendor...
long life lingers.
Repelled by tradition
and past status-quo
I enter the jungle
where hides the unknown
Rejecting excuses
and all that’s passé
My bow is drawn tightly
—with fear now my prey
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Repelled by tradition
and past status-quo
I enter the jungle
where hides the unknown
Rejecting excuses
and all that’s passé
My bow is drawn tightly
—with fear now my prey
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Messy? A child at home word.
Not this crone's, outside.
Whose own litter, leaf ,log-felled
When least by repelled.
Whilst strewed with shrieked delight, not
Demented fury!
And heard, laughed for us, as sore;
Kicked through; and jumped o'er!
Two gelatinous
blobs. Each is repelled
by the other's strong
surface tension. They
fight for possession.
One is of good,
the other evil.
A balance is
missing. They fight.
Off of each
other they
ricochet.
They share
the throne:
Life.
EXPLULSION
Twisted portrayed
Lathered relayed
Unkept unpaid
Human unmade
Demon drawn
sunken within
Drenched in sin
Forbidden to live
Expelled expulsed
Repelled repulsed
Reviled exiled
Refired expired
purge the mighty soul
Rid the toxic mould
Beauty to behold
Our past is a highway
Flush with mile markers
That measure life travels,
Some unworthy of remembrance;
As life's pages systematically turn
The future becomes liquidated
And past increases;
Nothing is ever purged
And remains our DNA
Unless repelled by memory;
Or God rewrites your past.
He saw the failed rescue attempt
Her whole body was white
As white as the dress she had discarded on the riverbank
He studied her still-beautiful still form
Thrilled and repelled
And cried for his bride
Kissing her fish cold lips
He crumpled the note she’d left
And watched them take her away with his dreams
For Anthony’s Whiteness contest
knowing all is one
why’re we not undone
attracted, repelled
name of God misspelled
ego’s the fault line
but since we’re divine
our void-centric view
let’s bliss beats renew
seeing God in all
we’ll then never fall
since spirit not form
exudes His love warm
let us not be lax
correct parallax
viewing auric fields
as power God wields
Not everything is
going to resonate with
everyone—and that is
how it should be.
Magnetism is never
forced—it just is—
just as love pines
but never needs to
seek.
There will be wistful
connections that compel
your soul and there will
be times where you are
simply repelled—
let it be.
It is all part of
the spell.
2.25.22
Ramparts adorn the castle walls
Amidst them slotted turrets
Making for a grim façade
Inside a moat that repelled many
Fortress of all it guards
In its depths a dungeon
Captives were placed there
A home to torture chambers
The stains of blood darkly visible
Inferno pit in the centre
Over which people were hung alive
No mercy given here to foes
Screams heard for miles around
Highway sliced
Geometrically whispered
Into your eyes
Silks down through your mind
A limpid sighted magic spell
Fibonacci’s stepping repelled
Bilateral storm
Trapped by duty
And boxed voids
That familiar smell:
Skyscraping cylinders
And footnotes
It zips aside
High-toned warning
Like elder numbers rhyming
Prepare for abstract cosmovision
Liquid language gasified into strings
Softly spoken touch
Of the sunset mist
Morphing everything
Form:
Real disaster is looming on the horizon for American life
this country’s leadership disdains the spirit of truth
its sycophants continue to embrace the lies
repelled by honesty and facts
mendacity guides their daily mantra
dark, evil poltergeists dwell in our White House now
death thrives in their hearts
darkness looms in our future
the only purification for lies is to vote
it's the only remedy that will
undo this undemocratic fiasco
Rescued by an Angel
A breath of fresh air
Why I ask is this so
Accepted without fear
Repelled and defeated
So long trampled down
Verbally hacked ripped
A beaten faceless clown
Tears I shed of gladness
Accepted once at last
Is this real or a game
I wait for shattered glass
Non threatening and loving
Passive and appealing
Is this a real love
Or set up to send me realing
Heart says go with it
Brain is unsure
Between my legs is trembling
How can I endure ?
From the ice bound Southern Pole comes the north bound southerlies,
pushing wave after wave white horses, attacking rock and sand,
where billowing black clouds blanket one of the angry seas
that is behind the battle between the ocean and the land,
on a relentless journey that’s been repelled for centuries,
through defiance from persistence in an unrelenting stand,
until high pressure moves in behind the zephyr westerlies,
to bring back a time of balance now it is in command.
Conflagration
Kindling
building upon the edge
of the fortress,
--slights—
real and imagined,
--daggers—
slashing scars
stabbing wounds
untended
--Cupid’s arrows—
piercing a heart
repelled
in stony silence
--Anger’s tinder—
aching
for immolation
--a lone spark—
igniting
the brittle detritus
A Perfect Storm
raging
against the confines
of its life.
©9/30/2017
submitted to – A Perfect Storm – Poetry Contest
Needed to read, just myself,
So James stepped in unexpected,
Not hesitantly, but with ardour,
Physically disabled,
Well aware of my rights,
To read and consider on my own.
Mum wished to angle,
My thoughts towards god,
To a religious seat.
But my chair was an intellectuals,
My vision was unity and oneness,
Not some to hell, others to heaven.
James repelled them harshly,
Said I had my own mind,
Which could be secret to me.
Rhoda Monihan
17/12/2015