Short Rima Poems

Time, a human creation,
Other animals know of no such thing,
Time a simple thing, that rules our nation....

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The dawn breaks, I rise up to greet the day
My sleep, though dreamy and peaceful, I must leave
For I must go back to reality....

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WINDOW

window to the soul
may not be done with mirror
choose some quiet place
eyes closed    body relaxed
you looking at you    just light...

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I am stuck here in this class, a prisoner but without a crime,
Time slows to a crawl, and day by day we go,
Stuck here in this invisible slime....

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Feeling trapped, feeling so lonely yet so lost... 
I think I am loosing my mind. I feel as the world, is drowning me with doubt and with so much worries....

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`Till I stop breathing, I won`t stop living.

Basking in the sun`s warmth, proof that I still feel.

So long as my heart beats, I`ll always dream. 

...

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around the world
there are boys girl
singing and jingling
christmas bell
you can tell
its love in the air
by the HOLIDAYS STOPPER
ITS
MUSIC FOR CHRISTMAS SHOPPER...

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Happy birthday, Sister Wilma, 
Poets try the Italian verse; 
The rhyme scheme of Terza Rima 
Is interlaced as they rehearse. 

Topic: Birthday of Wilma D. Honrubia (March 19)...

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There once was a girl named Shama
Who wondered about her karma
As a poet her rhymes
Were always out of time
To most her terza rima was trauma








Deborah's
limerick contest...

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Silence in my heart
Causes me to cry
Tearing my soul apart.

Often I will sigh
With echoes in the room
Wafting to the sky

The emptiness is my doom
Leaving me alone
Surrounded by gloom...

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Faith keeps on going
Daily as prayers are submitted
Love and peace with much Joy are present
With peace and more
God loves love
The heaven and stars above
Prayers as one stand
Living life again....

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As the living water
Moves within streams 
falling down from the mountain source 

Baptising love in crystal light 
With burning flames inside the soul 
For keeps each word holds reverence to your name...

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...comes now the ebb,

         between twigs, someone spins
  
               its silken web...


...brown twigs are such

         one's fingertips desert

               their sense of touch..!...

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O' Holy Jesus
you gave your life,
for us.

Our faith and hope in you makes us dive
into the ocean of joy and  love.
Your grace keeps us alive....

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The moon with a full smile beams 
cradled inside the golden ring around 
stars twinkle entering one vision 

Cut from the clearest crystals 
baptised through the oceans mist 
held on the throne crowning beauty...

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PRIMORSKAYA    APRIL


Trees are lost in the misty river’s sweep,
Tall buildings disappear
In the still chill of morning.


Below the glassy surface of the deep
And horizontal water,
The cold sun is swimming....

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A symbol
of our creation 
is the birth of love

One heavenly gesture 
complete encompassing 
one's heart 

In divine purity 
embraces the darkness with warm light 
within our spiritual being

Unrhymed tercets...

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Still; my soul is graced
Breath of heaven falls
Kissed upon my face

Risen, yet to fall
Swell to flow out
Silence speaks it all

A spirit in drought
Finds the water deep
Never to run out

Fire does not sleep
Fallen yet to leap...

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Do the best in all you do
With all your strenght and skill
Let your work be clean and true
Giving your heart and will
Using your time wisely too
With none leftover to kill
So at the end of your working day
Your work is worth your pay...

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In italian “winkle” is like a verb
Imperative exhorting then to win
Exalting thus the strength of the nice herb.

If in winter looks like it's dry within
You see it back with its sky blue flowers
And quite sudden resurrected has been....

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Sinfonia da SuperAção

De sexta a quinta,
a empreendedora, 
exímia e engenhosa,
Ritmo, rima 
e resplendor, 
Palavras pintadas, 
Em cada palavra,
percurso, 
pausa e paz,
velocidade
e superação
com menos
faz muito 
mais 
e mais....

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comes now the ebb,

      between twigs, spider spins 

            its silken web...



                  for brown leaves are such,

                        fingertips desert 

                              their sense of touch !...

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Wind on strings
whistles
Thunder beats 
on drums
Wolf solo sings
Rainfall hums
Owls hoot low
Striking lightning 
glows
In gentle murmur
a spring 
sings lullaby
to sleeping flowers


First Place Winner: Brian Strand July13 Contest...

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Acelera

Final de mês, 
a acelera
é seu momento 
de com menos, 
realizar mais, 
criar seu legado,
repetir feitos
grandiosos,
em cada rima, 
no final do mês, 
é a luta renovada,
com pouco, 
alcança o tudo,
e celebra o
mais e mais....

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We are not 
Willing to be a hut
With a hailing, haunting history

Our fallen fathers fought for a golden glory
And our martyred mothers sealed the sacred story

With our hands and heart tied together
We’ll never break our border
Asunder....

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