Short Restive Poems

owl chosen ruler 
for democratic forest
white foxes  restive...

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Ceaseless waves breaking
Restive seas mute our voices
Infinite shadow...

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Restive and Restful
Holding hands through war and age
In their muted house
...

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Restive meadows, silent stones, shallow graves
                                            ~ in words their meanings emerge...

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Jules
Buoyant
Inspired
Sylph in his eyes
Lost in the fog where restive hearts reside
Will she surrender her passionate flame?
It's all he wants
To be named
Whispered
Craved....

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Black Noon
The restive wind 
weds the surging waves
merging spirits and souls
leching away meekness
spiced with weakness
as the way is paved 
for the destruction 
that rummages at noon
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In restive response to the nature’s call,
in the disciplined dog-line they all fall.
         Not far is the place to pee,
         tree never seems to be free.
Leakage curbed canine bladders learn to stall. 
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Every now is new
and restless in its unmarked tomb,
though joined by one
magnificent and restive shower
of its fellows, gone and
raining down forever, never
save within this write,
justly celebrated,
loved,
or understood.
     ~...

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Miranda:
talk to your restive soul,
elementally abstract.

Home –
was minimal comfort,
for the flying birds.

Clock,
to explode today 
on your face.

You were eying
the bride,
in turbulent sky.

Who had
brought the moon 
at Agave’s feet ?  


Satish Verma...

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Never at rest, ever restive
like shifting sands of the desert,
my mind is
a labyrinth of quagmires and booby traps,
you step on it
and you’ll either be sucked in	
or blown to smithereens…
Going in is a child’s play
Coming out—
     A gauntlet run!
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Violent Graveyard


Can you erect a border
'Round things that move
Or enforce some order
To game in the wild grove?

Here, 'restive' life abound
In these many a mound;
Where Hermit faces Mecca
And others, to America!

31st Aug' 2013


* A sarcasm to hegemony!...

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A restive moon 
went on skirmishing with- 
   the palm leaves in dark.

         *

   There was no 
move to prevent the private 
   fleet of homegrown myths.

         *

   Scores of fallen 
shoots you will find on the street 
   after the violence.


Satish Verma...

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Small flowers
red and blue
bloom and shed
everyday bread _
stroking 
fingers on guitar 
moody
music-waves 
unfold wings 
keen on flying 
Life begins 
another morning _
Two treetops 
waving 
in morning 
wind 
two lavish cones
of lily_
hilly scent 
nostrils rejoice
legs restive...

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all at sea, my restive heart
waters are calm, but in calmness
   moored 
the bounty of a lover's soliloquy
raging torrents bequeath a joy 
you ask of beauty's tapestry, guided
yet do I seek
yet do I fold in conjecture
nature's bliss, consuming waves
   please...
   I ask in limerence
and we, ships sail away

...

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Girded loins sway
in restive need of sterile quarry,
lithe star spangled limbs
span the velvet heavens,
silver huntress Diana
unbends slender crescent arms,
looses the gleaming arrow,
unknowing, unerring, the missile
flies to the mark,
unflinching, the prey falters
in fatal ecstasy,
finite pleasure 
alloyed with infinite pain....

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The Last Lap

Ignorance and fire
now common partners
lying on a restive bed

The night now owns the day
as the day now basks 
in opaque blackness

The burnt-out embers 
scattered to the wind
now reassembles with kindling flame 

Great hopes and dreams 
flashing through the phase
now swaggers in as lost sleep and mirages


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Pale candlelight shatters the darkness,
scatters the faint shadows all around

       like flickering silhouettes in a stream,
       like ripples longing to make a sound.

Tonight, nomadic stirrings push me on
to be away for a while on my own.

       Promises, for now, cannot tie me down.
       I must go, I walk fastest when I'm alone....

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Sleep now baby
As sweet dreams come,
Love knows plenty
In restive sum.


Sleep now dear child
As angels wing,
Breathe with form mild
As feelings string.


Sleep now darling
As rest floods fine,
Stardust and things
In rainbow lines.


Sleep now baby
And grow fine face,
Love is ready
To touch and trace.




Leon Enriquez
22 August 2018
Singapore...

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Dearest Vicar –
Late came the regency bells;
The voice of your acolyte:
The mezzotinted voice of the verger
Rang at last for mass extrusion.

Dearest Vicar –
We all heard the fragile peels:
All the birds of riot 
Must disjoin in the new exodus
Of the new testament of single nests?

Dearest Vicar –
Confusion and uncertainty
Reigned in the hovel:
The restive communal nest....

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For every shown interest,
The withdrawn is impressed:
The guy badly suppressed,
His once high feelings repressed...

Your smiles are tears addressed
And spotted frowns redressed:
Unseen wounds cleaned and dressed,
Rumpled face stretched and pressed.

For every shown interest,
Many restive youths rest;
As many soon their best;
You'd one ask "Be my guest!"

In men you show interest,
In them you block protest......

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Today I am
querulous
my foot taps a rhythmless tattoo
my fingers roam unfulfilled

this bolus of undetermined want
slides down my throat, 
invertebrate,
lodging in my stomach

dull, 
as a faint scratching on a prison wall, 
carving out the days

heavy,
as a stone unquarried and uncut, 
the sculptor indecisive, reluctant to take up his chisel

some indeterminate 
unfixed need
slithers, struggles for expression
through restive eyes...

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Underrated Basil got a promotion
And it caused a commotion
Among luckless names for demotion
All of them restive and voicing the notion
Of An Elevation fathered by emotion…
They shall for the two wrongs raise a motion
Before the cause of their commotion:
A man you could enrapture with perfumed lotion,
That Bribery be distanced from Promotion
And Barefaced Trickery from Demotion.

Also, wages that should all please 
And not a single soul displease....

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How can I say I'm ready to work
When with each tick of the clock
On my head sleep will knock?

Making efforts to be productive
Yet nothing to achieve
'Cos the senses are restive.

How can I say I'm good to go
How I wish so though
When sleep rocks me so?

Sleep has come for it's pound of flesh
An idea my body parts relish
'Cos it's lack is making me feel feverish.

But how can I sleep 
When in work I'm supposed to be deep?
How I wish from this sleep I can slip!...

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I went back to the meadow today
Its call was unmistakably clear
I saw two yearlings at play,
Then, remarkably, two older deer.

Warming bringing a welcomed respite
As the animals came out to frolic
Before, inevitably, the ground is white
And winter meadow will wax bucolic.

My walk was pleasant; I shall stay,
Reclining there in restive meditation 
Near yonder knoll the rest of the day
Devoid of any unnecessary animation.

written December 9, 2021...

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~~~~~i am leaving~~~~~

           i am leaving
           running fast
           here comes 
           the invader
           of nostalgia

           they've no
           want for bliss
           their thoughts
           and reasons
           had no poetry

           their appetite
           is for restive
           their fulfilment
           is you siding
           their opinion
           so I am leaving
           running so fast

~~~~~© kakanmu jnr~~~~~...

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