Short Rests Poems
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The extent of strength of determination rests upon the extent of strength of education of
mind
Humanity rests
upon the foundation of peace
Love maintains it well
As I held him close aboard this morning's earliest train,
I had an epiphany that my love for him will never wane
And I will be with him through all of life's pleasure and pain.
In truth contentment’s there
in contentment truth is there
Cent percent rests in cent percent of physical?
“Bless this place where I stand
Above this earth He Once stood
Now He rests in the heavenly”
Epitaph
10/23/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Where power rests
On a bed of roses
Citizens ignorantly lie
On artificial beds of ashes
Wearing old sack clothes
Moving in the morning
Without washing faces
And cleaning their legs
Then the nation’s dogs
Will bark without biting
Sleeping with eyes closed
While not belonging anywhere,
beholden then to none
I spread me seeds upon the land,
I let my spirit run
I cast my lot into the air,
direction fate be known
And far beyond prevailing winds,
—my heart now rests atoned
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Suitcase sits
In golden grass
She was hit
She ran so fast
Get away
She thought, inside
Nearby, she rests where she lays
Heidi Sands
9/5/17
*Placed 5th in the Whitney-2 Contest.
Frail, compact and sad
The old chapel needs new paint
cold room with stone floor
01.09.2017
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5-7-5
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Senryu: Sadness /third place in the contest
'To see is to believe,' and the fact
Remains that all we believe may not be.
I see you, and you see me... but
Love you cannot not see.
si(I see not our breaths,
love,
but I believe we breathe)gh
Would you, could you - After all,
I'm disclosing this mask
Right here in front of you -
At least, believe in me?
cardinal rests
in a dogwood
red tulips
mockingbird sings
from a willow branch
alto
sparrow hatchlings
chirping for breakfast
golden sky
a dove coos
to her mate from pine branch
soft interlude
trickling brook
on the mountainside
duck chatter
2-26-2021
Spring Birds Poetry Contest
Constance La France
Before love or liking
mind or heart selects
of own interests
After all billings
with unconditional ceiling limits
result rests in Soul
My love never rests
Kisses flow on
multicolored autumn nights.
I am alone.
My love rests
In the bosom of a woman
three thousand miles away.
Thoughts of her small hands and feet,
soft curves, RED hair
cause my body to quiver,
when her sweet voice says
in almost a whisper:
I love you
laying in
a cold bed
alone
I think of her lips
dream of our first kiss
Life is already taken
in the way of incarnation
God's determination
He says and shows
Real life ultimately rests
for the whole
if grin is not green
face is false of heart
tears have no guarantee
if much passion does impart
in hot weather it's normal
day or night rain rains rare
at night when wolf howls
pedestrians take care
in anger if some wails
certainly eyes become bold
in love smiling aura
all lovers they hold
for every action change's there
that no one can deny
all atmosphere rests on
that's ignition who will defy
Choice rests on suit
Plain to plain
Rough for rough and tough
Rubbing, polishing
filing and grinding
results at last in vanishing
Either positively or Negativly