Short Residues Poems
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word
pictures
on the
move..
a journey
of
innovation,
contemporary
yet
commonplace:
linguistic
residues
made
alive
Categories:
residues, imagery, inspirational,
Form:
Verse
ashes of passion
warm
the fearful heart,
dry
the tear drenched
raiment,
rekindle
the desires
..for life...
once more
Categories:
residues, life, passion,
Form:
Verse
As the mercury starts to levitate,
and May hunts down chill residues,
warmed breezes rummage the ground
for ten sun-worshippers
cruising in two dusty,
floppy convertibles.
Categories:
residues, freedom, happiness, may, seasons, summer, sun, sunshine,
Form:
Free verse
dawn breaks ,attacking
Moon shining in residues of night
gulls soar effortlessly over that moon
hunting the sun
all
too soon hidden in snow clouds
sirens wail ,I stomp my way to stack shelves.
Categories:
residues, moon, snow, sun, work,
Form:
I do not know?
yesterday's dreams
love letters
bequeathed
widow's weeds
white wedding gown:
voicemail
unopened
dear john
unsent:
conclusions
unsaid
Categories:
residues, death, life,
Form:
Verse
unsaid,
cryptic
timeless
in memory:
in imagination
unfolding
fantasy
in retrospection,
outlines
reverberate
become explicit
visible
coalesce
into wit
and passion
Categories:
residues, fantasy, poems,
Form:
Verse
enduring
texture&tones
cleave
grapple
& scatter upon
the canvas-
fluid
perspectives
create
atmosperic
flights of fancy..
enthuse,spawn
then trespass within-
lavishing loving
residues
Categories:
residues, art,
Form:
Verse
so
quiet
here
just
the beating
of
my
heart
in my ear
so serene
so peaceful
a moment
for
reflection...
...
residues
remembered
inspired by clip of Serenta op57 Marunicci
Categories:
residues, inspirational, music,
Form:
Verse
Dry skin is better in the morning
Wash the face, rinse the residues
Then, use your system
For oily and combination skin
Favorite remedy in the evening
Mask for lazy people
Go to bed early
And in the morning
You're like a pouring apple.
Categories:
residues, beauty, care, caregiving, humor,
Form:
Light Verse
Love latent in us unladled cloyed our heart with pain
Orgasmic thoughts that seed our efforts vain
Residues of things that will not walk away
Nested in the memories few, the longing lips to say
Always in innocense, yet love yearns still for you.
Categories:
residues, peoplelonging,
Form:
Acrostic
ELECTION..
The vote is in
One side pointed to division
The other unity..
The expression of unity
Arrived this morning..
Jubilation in the streets
And residues of division
These are the poles
Of conventional life..
Awaiting the time
When all expressions
Are of One...
Categories:
residues, appreciation, i am, memory,
Form:
Blank verse
The water stirred
Residues turn unsettled
Colored and blurred
Crystal clear after calm
An all I see still is
An order of love
Both of our hearts
Safe for momentary chase of the winds
That now takes its toll
When ships of this magnitude
Together on the same sea
Must voyage
Partners in progress they may be
But the sea knows no sentiments
Categories:
residues, friendship, life, love,
Form:
Blank verse
DRIVE BY…
In chilled onyx morning
Silicon tears flowed
Down the plowed valleys
Of ebony skin.
Silicon tears
Leaking from sunken craters:
Red orbs bleeding residues of pain.
In the cold guttered streets
A father’s son lays dead:
A lifeless body riveted with lead.
Another father must now defend
The cardinal sin
Of a living son
Who fired the fatal gun.
Categories:
residues, anxiety, bereavement, children, grief, sad, sorrow,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The wisdom of the wind is motion,
Wandering ecstatic, yet sublime.
The charity of rain is laving lotion,
Cleansing residues of urban grime.
The genius of the sun is searing passion—
Violent, erotic rampant fire.
But cooling clay and earth we wear in fashion
Finally, when our hot hearts expire.
Our flesh erodes. Our bones flake too.
But souls need neither…born, anew.
Categories:
residues, faith
Form:
Verse
Despair shrugs off its dirty shell
emerging as Enlightenment,
cramped and crumpled she crawls
off in dazed bewilderment,
as remnants of vile guilt and rage
plot her demise, (shameless vestige!)
and residues of spiteful hate
conspire to take her hostage.
Sitting in her brand new skin
alone Enlightenment is like to die,
till Love, Confidence and Joy conjoin
to bolster her into a Butterfly!
Categories:
residues, allegory, visionary,
Form:
Quatrain
First intent to write a monorhyme poem.
A bunch of flowers twined and displayed
Violet, pink, yellow, blue are gathered
Showing a wonderful bouquet centered
Inviting to enjoy this wonderful sight offered.
Spring has bloomed in many hues.
Leaving a streak of navy blues.
Fragances are smelt without residues
Inviting to a flower festival venues.
Nayda Ivette
10-5-2015
Categories:
residues, imagery,
Form:
Monorhyme
Despair shrugs off its dirty shell
emerging as enlightenment;
cramped and crumpled she crawls
off in dazed bewilderment
as remnants of vile guilt and rage
plot her demise, shameless vestige!
and residues of spiteful vanity
conspire to take her hostage.
Sitting in her brand new skin
alone enlightenment is like to die,
till love, confidence and joy conjoin
to bolster her into a butterfly.
Categories:
residues, inspirational,
Form:
Verse
Despair shrugs off its dirty shell
emerging as enlightenment;
cramped and crumpled she crawls
off in dazed bewilderment
as remnants of vile guilt and rage
plot her demise, shameless vestige!
and residues of spiteful vanity
conspire to take her hostage.
Sitting in her brand new skin
alone enlightenment is like to die,
till love, confidence and joy conjoin
to bolster her into a butterfly.
Categories:
residues, philosophy
Form:
Verse
Despair shrugs off its dirty shell
emerging as Enlightenment;
cramped and crumpled she crawls
off in dazed bewilderment
as remnants of vile Guilt and Rage
plot her demise, (shameless vestige!)
and residues of spiteful Hate
conspire to take her hostage.
Sitting in her brand new skin alone
Enlightenment is like to die,
'til Love, Confidence and Joy conjoin
to bolster her into a butterfly!
Categories:
residues, philosophy
Form:
Quatrain
Despair shrugs off its dirty shell
emerging as Enlightenment;
cramped and crumpled she crawls
off in dazed bewilderment
as remnants of vile Guilt and Rage
plot her demise, (shameless vestige!)
and residues of spiteful Hate
conspire to take her hostage.
Sitting in her brand new skin alone
Enlightenment is like to die,
'til Love, Confidence and Joy conjoin
to bolster her into a butterfly!
Categories:
residues, metaphor, nature,
Form:
Quatrain
The malady
Knocks on my door
The hall is empty and bleak
Dark doors keeping secrets
I tape a spoon against a wine glass
Its plinks sings from room to room
Looks for and outlet
Settles like dust on book shelf
As residues of unspoken words
I hear children in the street jubilant voices
Pain subsides
Get out of my chair slowly, a battle won
Categories:
residues, absence, age, art,
Form:
Blank verse
Come and get it I have some breaking news!
You really need to get here right away,
this development quickly made my day;
It may just set off your internal fuse
careful the fire you do not overuse;
Run don’t walk there is no time to delay
come and get it!
Rebuilding with leftover residues
your future can be changed starting today!
That alone gives you a reason to stay;
Sparing a moment you really can’t lose;
Come and get it!
Categories:
residues, dream, emotions, inspirational, motivation,
Form:
Other
I never overcame your departure brothers
since then
my feet walk crippled
the kidney only filters half of the residues
my heart partially collapsed
and beats insufficiently
the gastric juice became acid
and corrodes the sweetness of dreams
the bronchial airways are carbonized
and emit a roaring echo
the neurons lost
innumerable synapses
when dying necrotic
but here I am with my soul
regenerating light
so that the guide with the candle
calms my rumble of jungle
Categories:
residues, death, loss,
Form:
Free verse
FOOTPRINTS
Footprints are walked memories;
molded cerebral impressions
of traced tracks—telling
tinted stories of freedom’s journeys;
like running rivers between banks
leaving trailing residues of liberation.
Remembered footprints
tell tall towering tales
of those who’ve passed this way.
May the Most High
let mine tell tall tales
of the jubilee journey jogged
as I passed this way.
And may my marvelous ones walk
proudly in the depths of my footprints.
Categories:
residues, allegory, analogy, freedom, hope, imagery, memory, simile,
Form:
Free verse