Short Riffles Poems
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How do the rainbow’s riffles roam
in the sky that’s black…beautiful
Scenes of the soul (Title)
Force and faces, sky, soil and seas;
Sights and sounds… spirits, as my sense sees
On the tips of our leaves, a slight touch
a whisper to make us all blush
as it riffles our tresses
with icy caresses
our limbs going stiff
as we submit
to Autumn’s
red faced
pall.
©8/23/2019
Autumn or September or October Nonet Poetry Contest
Caren Krutsinger - sponsor
pages of a book
printed, written in all fonts
characters, small or bold, tweet
stories of the world
sketches, images of sorts
facades of all, not cajoles
phases of a book
happy faces on each book
tinged in satin or white trim
riffles of a book
like thumbs skimming on waters
waters of life on pages
saffron sun flames sky
melted gold joins blue riffles -
sunset swims to shore
Susan Ashley
August 20, 2017
~ Fifth Place ~
Premiere Contest: Best Haiku Ever Old Or New
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
~ Second Place ~
Contest: May Premiere 7, Any 1, 2, or 3 Line Form, Any theme
Sponsor: Brian Strand
The stars are brite
The stripes are shinny
The ground is rough
Thier riffles are noisy
The buildings are fallen down
The tankers are in control
The ships are on target
The planes are flying low
Looking forward of returning home
with loving hearts.
5/17/05
Form:
Riffles, catching debris as it passes.
Holding on to that which seems small
Only to be dislodged when bigger comes
Tiny and precious can dwell deep down
Only to be washed out by a flood
Disrupting patterns disrupting patterns
Then calm ensues, new patterns emerge
That which was hidden emerges
But with that a new path is forged
A new stream to wash away
Make a new place for settlement
And once again the life path flows
Luminesence
besprinkles fantasies
on liquid love
surrounding us.
Riding the ebb and flow,
we rock
we lull,
we ripple
in the reverberations
of our aphrodisia.
Salty breezes
teases our excitement
as we salute Venus
with sexual gifts.
Moonlight waltzes scintillant riffles
across the glass-sea surface
to the bateau we sail;
as we dance,
rumba romance
in rhythmic swells,
on our Little Piece of Heaven.
Susan Ashley
July 25, 2017
< O ye how the west has gone won
now wipe those trails of tears my son
dance the ring of fire for fun
speak and learn native ways
learn not to speak with riffles gun
rustle bacon beans Hey !
Written By Katherine Stella 7/3/11
Entry For Dr Ram's
Rime Couee's Contest
G.L. All
"a featured poem in THE LANGUAGE OF LONELY SHADOWS ANTHOLOGY BY POET MISHECK Y KACHISUZI"
THE UNHEARD
A forgotten melody
Blows through the windows of pain
Tears fall, doubts remain
A sorrowful refrain
War’s dark shadows looms near
Massacres, hopes laid low in fear
Innocent lives lost, memories scarred
Forever changed, hearts marred
Leaving loss, heartbreak displayed
Riffles silence smiles
Blood soaked in exchanging gunshots
Forever battles, in tragic miles
They are
The pages of an old love story
Earmarked, faded yellow,
Moments underlined
Highlighted in life’s colors
The words are still clear
Feelings vibrant
Hint of mystery
A “chance” meeting
A sly whisper
A stolen kiss
Never returned
The story
A non-fiction homage
To love’s tenacity
A roller coaster ride
Shrieks of laughter
Silent tears
A soft wind riffles the pages
As they walk, slowly
Hand in hand
Quoting their favorite lines
From the pages
Of an old love story