Short Resounded Poems

The cool smack of ocean wind resounded across my unhinged jaw.
I swallowed the gust and tasted the salt of the water.
It mixed well with my bitter tears.
I cried out as I waded deeper.
The sea wept for me....

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This tongue broadcasts
hushed tones of satanic nature
And strange snickers
resounded throughout the canyons
Chanting nocturnes as irking
as a rhino horn against a chalkboard
yet the prophecy remained clear
I had to find this beast…...

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a jarring note intruded
taunting staid silence
contemplation interrupted
lower mind surfaced 
resulting in mental violence

noticing the tremors 
horn of love was sounded
bliss mists pervaded the air
there was no need to react
sounds of silence resounded...

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I wrote a piece for someone
My bluebird, whom I love
It's dedicated to her
She fits me like a glove
It took a while to write it
I had to think it through
And play around with sections
All while I thought of you 
And when the last note sounded
I knew the piece was done
For in my heart resounded
The echo, she's the one



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A creature of immense size, unlike any I'd witnessed prior,
Its teeth were razor-sharp, resembling a saw used for felling trees,
Covered in an abundance of daunting scales,
It resounded with a thunderous roar within the balmy waters of the Sea of Galilee.
What eluded me was capturing it and savoring its delectable flavor.

BY TURYAGUMANAWE MATHIAS...

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Staring into your eyes, hope grabs my heart,
The love I've felt inside from the start,
With every step forward becomes a clearer view,
Pulling my heart into you,
Your name resounded from years ago,
Through the tears of past heartache, a promise to show,
I remember your eyes as if I've seen them my whole life,
They erase all my fears, your love has changed my sight,...

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A scream  that resounded across walls of the house …
	And a scream that couldn’t enter the walled doors…
A scream that pierced through barriers of the heart
        And the one that didn’t leave the moist throat.…
A scream that spilled woes of the past
	And the one that gathered throes of the present….
A scream that was perhaps meant to be
	And the one that wasn’t there for anyone to see....

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Expounded are Your words for all the world to know.
Astounded by Your truth, we hope to learn and grow.
Unbounded by Your grace, there's nowhere we can't go.
Confounded by Your care, You lift us when brought low.

Surrounded by Your love, there is so much to show.
Rebounded are Your ways, as seeds sprout from their sow.
Regrounded is our faith, unshaken by wind's blow.
Resounded is our praise, continuing to flow.

12-10-2020...

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beyond the scope of her understanding
she sounded and resounded
for all to know
her refusal to have him as hers
that she wished something
from someone else and could
neither calm the storms
or find refuge from the winds
then the rains came and she
stood alone
in doubt of need
she relied on happiness
to strengthen her despair
than might he come
than might he have me as his own
days of tommorrows
to make this time a lesson learned...

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There was a hush that resounded
  loud and still high in the trees,
stretched along the graying sky abounded
  just above the flow of canopies;
a rush of wind racing
  followed by rain deluge flowi
and the earth cleansing and erasing
  the mark of man below.

We build and restucture the land
 fooled by our controling minds
determined to make our mighty stand
 but it is in the world at large we find
nature rules with greater commands....

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While on the bus, he tapped my arm
And asked me for a pen.
I gave him one and realized
I would not see it again.

He looked to be a homeless guy;
The pen was old and cheap
And had he asked, I would have
Told him it was his to keep.

A few stops later, pen in hand,
He found another seat
And never glanced my way again,
Our interchange complete.

I don’t give coins or dollars
When a beggar makes a plea
But the pen request resounded
With the writing part of me....

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i'm Irish
but mine aren't
uilleann having
no bellows 
but having
to blow me
up

licking her lips
she took shaft
in hand
and
began
playing 
me

at first
a simple
moaning
drone
came
from
me

then
delicately
she started
to finger
notes
coming from
me

in an
orgasmic
sound the
highlands
resounded
in murmmering
music

but today
she also 
had a little
death
when she
saw
me

i had
shaved
and so
unzipped
she found
a naked 
bagatelle...

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Dusk, 
Say goodbye to the place you love
Shadows intrepid, 
A shallow 
Grave of desire
A wooded embouchure, a tightening grip
A melody, 
Resounded, it's reverberation rejected
Of sounds, 
Echoing,
Through your negotiations
A breeze, through the laughing bluebells of spring
Extracting the numbness of vanity fiends
Yellow indoctrination of the 
Daffodils sway
Suggestive and playful.
You penetrate realisation,
Knowing you can never return
By chance, 
You may find yourself again!...

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