Short Repelling Poems
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amber becomes charged
by rubbing
static electricity of
disturbed souls
repelling stones
iron roads
earth is a large
magnet of love
we dont use
enough
Form:
coy
shy, skittish
inveigling, inviting, enticing
appeal, allure, impudent, impertinent
repelling, revolting, repulsing
cocky, cheeky
bold
overwhelming ascensions
unrevealed pretensions
shrouded mystery
the tall trees are speaking
insects are coming
repelling chemicals
shared experience
alien language
rigorous experiments
of ardent love
Form:
dredging of the mind
banishing demons
new awareness
birth of a revolution
prismatical mirroring
of hope
tempting yet repelling
shades of deep winter
looming and crouching
hibernating for a
blissful spring
Form:
Dare I hold thy hand gently within mine
And speak this day of my love great for you
Can heaven high above withhold dawn’s sign
Of light repelling night’s dark grasp anew
Or wanting sweet lips most cerise as thine.
Obsolescent parasites; gathering as dae's whirlwind swirling about: kyklos...
His child's decaying flesh: Insecticide's, repelling incubus bloodlines ? Fa chancre
Paris green tremulous their queue; lassa fever scarab's, 'croix de guerre schizein phren.
Form:
overwhelming ascensions
unrevealed pretensions
shrouded mystery
the tall trees are speaking
language of love
miraculous extensions
crawling creatures
repelling chemicals
shared experience
alien language
rigorous experiments
of ardent love
aug 11 2016
6.15 pm
Form:
Great chaos and confussion precede
The changes that bring happiness
Repelling lurking darkness
Allowing light to flow
Setting peace and love
Resurging new
Creature cloaked
In pure
Soul
For Shortform Standard Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Stand
4-16-2017
Gold
pure precious
alluring shining pining
pharaohs emperors plebs commoners
repelling dulling whining
crude waste
Dust
Diamante Poetry For Fun
Your Choice of Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger
8/26/2021
Christmas is here
Good tidings outburst
Like the dust of the shinning star
Joyful noise and pleasure bangs in the air
Time for skinny to robust
And clear out every past scar.
Christmas is come
With a none repelling attract
The magic of giving
What joy in every home
Season of positive distract
Everybody is sharing.
Oju Ide-- Brass eyes
Flashing across the scene
Witnessing the many sins
Unveiling men
As hollow beings
vile vibrating vehemently
Sounding like brass bells
settling in a place of inert
nesting like fallen logs
in a deadened hearth
repelling the usual
charming the unusual
while grappling with the curse
of a woven heart
P ulling alike, pushing away opposites
A toms floating, drifting here and there
R eally cool structures as they join
T ogether they form something that's new
I ntegral to each other, being one too lonely
C hanging, growing, then they split apart
L eaving to start all over with other atoms
E ach with positive or negative charge
S haping, forming, joining, some repelling
Tidal breathing lunar pull ocean
Heaving monthly passion waves.
Measures of timing in surely repelling
Slow steady repeating gravity law
Winds of tomorrow and yesterday's keening
Fill canvas dreams as keels argue sorely
Rippling and driving in moments of yaw
Time tied in tidal moon fluctuation
Swinging and tolling to crash on the shore
As we spend our days
Hoping for more.
A troubadour wanders
through star laden space
Absorbing new light
from destiny’s face
The truest reflection
opaque at the heart
Intrepid attacking
repelling the dark
As hope and a memory
marry within
Strings of eternity
tune on the wind
Where off in a storm cloud
the Jester forays
And wrapped in new thunder
— a violin plays
(To Scarlet: April, 2026)
The world is frozen.
In the thoughts so hot.
Repelling in the war.
Freezing too last.
The battle with climate.
Now it's ultimate.
For the earth to survive
Or freezing heat will wipe.
Every creature to bond.
Now nothing is strong.
The welfare of humanity.
From the calamity.
Is only to pause.
For the sake of laws.
Of nature's disaster.
To finish the atmosphere.
Rohan Dhabade
Form:
I
I am haunted inside,
there's a ghost upon my heart
repelling love
and I
I am frightened
by this specter
who rasps of malady
yet somehow I feel secure
my soul calls to you
in it's translucent skin,
but no one (not even God)
can save me
from being absorbed within
these bones
they squeak and bellow
like an older home
yet I
I am only 32
with barely a pen
to hear me
I stand here
at the center of a world,
a bi-polar magnet
repelling some
enticing others
for gravity defies
its own law.
I long to reach
to touch them all,
redirect their lives
forgetting I was once adrift
as they –
full throttle, no compass,
destination – somewhere.
I stand alone
as time must hang
its hands
on history.
©10/6/2018
contest - I Stand Here
sponsor – Craig Cornish
Unbridled bout of self-assertion blatant
turns you to a repelling babbling exuberant.
Shutting of orifice floodgates you eschew,
forgetting everybody isn’t fool around you.
Torn to shards if you blurt bullsheet absurd,
do a volte-face eating your crappy words.
Try to not gulp them dry in stigmatic drouth*,
for a fly does not enter a closed mouth.
August 14, 2019
*Drouth is Scottish dialect for drought
The bride of day arrives,
Wearing a dark veil.
Her train, carried by the wind,
Stretches long into the evening.
Growing weary, waiting
To cast off oppression,
Tears break restraint.
She cries into the night.
Her anguish falls heavy,
Repelling her friends.
All is lost, for now,
Until her mood is spent.
Fair weather friends awake,
The earth has quenched its thirst.
The storm relinquishes its hold,
And the sun smiles in victory.
The Hands of time are etching an eternity of regret
Into the fabric of our blissful slumber
I am stalking your every move waiting to pounce
Yet, the fear of your recoil diverts me
Considering alternative methods to resolve, what (I still do not know)
We move toward the chasm which was once filled with hope
Only to find silence and no resolve
Like two magnets we are repelling one another
Again coming to neutral ground, there is peace.
I hold my heart in my hand,
Waiting for a messenger with whom I could send.
One who's trustworthy, mature, and true,
Who understands the worth of the gift, and the feelings it’s bound to.
But what if the receiver’s not ready?
’Cause we’re repelling—slow and steady.
The world is short of trials...
Since I lost one, I fear I’ve missed my chance to redial.
Trying and trying is all I can do—
People say miracles happen... and I really hope they do.
Calm, comforting, cool as a hairy mountain
prominent for all to see
A mysterious mix of character, simplicity
and yet complex is he
Easy going brillance not forced as its
enhanced smoothly as can be
Friendly to the old and young a beacon so
bright
Surprising in his manner especially in jokes
unexpected
Comforting a presence an artist so
unrelenting
A force sorrow, sadness and sillyness
repelling
Even in name likened to honey
Friend and brother Oyin
Oh My God!
How much more can I take?
The betrayal, the lies,
sanity's at stake.
we strive to compromise,
try to comply
It's a lost cause,
our ocean's ran dry.
Enthralling at first,
true love, so rare.
A wicked trick,
a trap to ensnare.
You took advantage,
you took and took,
you'll see my cupboards are empty,
if you cared to look.
Love so blind,
I gave and gave,
never seeing
you only sought to enslave.
Like baron land
so harshly weathered,
I'm repelling love,
my heart now tethered.
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