Short Ripens Poems

life's meager, bottled
thrust of water opens lid,
moist earth ripens...

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First there is the bud
And when it ripens the scent 
Sends you ecstasy...

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Orange horizon
Ripens, as waves graciously
Caress, shores of life...

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conquering one's fear


a thought   ripens   swollen fruit


hangs   somewhere in time...

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A cloud bursts,
and the earth drinks -- 
the sun shines,
and the earth ripens;
the moon, sanctuary
of werewolves and Love,
keeps alive our fictions. 
...

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ancestral seeds grow


as family tree ripens...


bearing fruits of love



Haiku on My Family Contest
Sponsor: Marvin Celestial
5/10/2016...

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spring blossoms drift
perfume on the wind

golden summer days
orchard ripens

fall bounty fruit
drops from heaven
wild creatures gleaning



For the Shanzi contest......

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Young moonlit eyes flame
  
    roused by infatuation
       until seasons change...

     hearts bearing nights’ languished  thorns 
as pure devotion ripens




Written 7/12/2018
Tanka 57577 Contest of Poet Doctor...

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As I look on, what the seed has into grown,
The tree, rises in haste, lets her arms free.

As I look on, I wonder what seed I sown, if
Ripens a fruit as star to sing my life's flute?

As I look on, I inquire the days bygone, their 
Silence now greets my feeble defiance.........

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Young love looses its flavor when left to its own devices
Half forgotten on a shelf it ripens, molds, and decays.
Sweet, sunlight dancing memories that pull tears from regretful eyes
Soon turn bitter—
Suave boys exchange tuxedos for clown noses
And earnest naivety is revealed....

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Nostalgia hides within the hopes
Of the present
Sours as it passes
Tucks itself into cerebral
Alleyways
Lingers in fitful dreams
Grows as it ripens
Ignites the trembling torch of
Ageing's adolescence

12/1/2020

Any New Acrostic About Nostalgia Poetry Contest
Line Gauthier - Sponsor...

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Flurries of fall fling fabulous colors,
Drifting silent in dreamy discolor.
Marvelous, mellowed, midday, matinee,
Plummy and peaceful as red songbirds play!
Isolated, intriguing, gold, immense,
In fields of faded blooms beyond a fence.
Real beauty ripens in seasons of sun!


Written on 3/29/2021...

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Pink and perfect mystery 
to which I ply my finger, 
she ripens so exquisitely
the longer that I linger

and fluff the modest blossom
with my gentle loving hand,
teasing, ever pleasing
so that now I understand

how beautiful the flower
that yields without duress,
blooming now so fully
in the warmth of my caress....

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Itched memories never fade—
Keloids of time—ballooned 
scares of history: swollen selves.

As time runs on, so
must we.
As awareness ripens
and burst, escaping truths
empty into the cistern.

Full, the cistern overflows
the cup of mind—memories
running into the saucer of life:
Come, let us sip the nourishment....

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Pink and perfect mystery 
to which I ply my finger, 
she ripens so exquisitely
the longer that I linger

and fluff the modest blossom
with my gentle loving hand,
teasing, ever pleasing
so that now I understand

how beautiful the flower
that yields without duress,
blooming now so fully
in the warmth of my caress....

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Pink and perfect mystery 
to which I ply my finger, 
she ripens so exquisitely
the longer that I linger

and fluff the modest blossom
with my gentle loving hand,
teasing, ever pleasing
so that now I understand

how beautiful the flower
that yields without duress,
blooming now so fully
in the warmth of my caress....

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Pink and perfect mystery 
to which I ply my finger, 
she ripens so exquisitely
the longer that I linger

and fluff the modest blossom
with my gentle loving hand,
teasing, ever pleasing
so that now I understand

how beautiful the flower
that yields without duress,
blooming now so fully
in the warmth of my caress....

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That hidden glade beyond the 
leaves
Where the sun don't shine and 
time doesn't cease
My eternal pyre burns for you
The apple ripens therein too
Borne with care, bore with 
cause
The lonely sundial without 
source
A hidden world
A hidden place
Maintained; a space for you 
and me
Where our love doth shine and 
time doth cease...

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If every month’s a color
Then October has to be
The same orange as a pumpkin
And I think we’d all agree.

For as fall, in its ascendance,
Turns the leaves and ripens gourds,
Golds and oranges and ochres
Are the notes of autumn’s chords.

So I welcome Ms. October
Gussied up in tangerine,
Bringing just enough of chilly days
To supersede the green....

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The tree of life with fertile leaves 
evergreen ripens while hands tend 
its soil despite tempest
or fire of seasons
where  branches gift  fruits
for provision until roots 
bear new twigs 
when children endow fresh seeds
to uphold 
a generation's continuum.


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7/31/2019
Jesse Rowe’s Once Sentence Metaphor in Free Verse...

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Hammers of hate beat the steel
Into a helmet and blade.
Blacksmiths and armorers feel
Proud of the death-bound brigade.

Marching past crowds on the curb,
Clattering heels on the stones.
Later, the crows will disturb
Flesh as it ripens on bones.

Preachers and Popes prate of peace,
Powerless to change history:
Powder, and guns wrapped in grease
Auger what always will be....

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Seed planting
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015

The faithful still come
Beholding fruit that never ripens;

Their vision appears fruitless,
Because the Orchard 
Was not for them to plant;

They were chosen to be the conduit,
To deposit that seed,
In the fertile mind of another;

Once planted, another will water,
Then God, will give the increase.

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Not all fruit ripens at the same time                                                                                         
but it grows on the same tree 		                                                                          
Like the green herb seed with in it's kind                                                                               
with healing leave's increase's come with eternity...

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COPLA 79 INVOCATION: This Bad Guy World

Whatever the Law behind Nature
Naturally flow ways of life:
Come seasons go

Each in his time must grow mature
The fruit that ripens ripens strife:
Must Justice know

Is what’s Immuable thought out
A priori or accidental:
Reason must reign

Nothing’s made of nothing throughout
Everything began in the middle:
Think not in vain

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014...

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Ego





Oh man,
one right loud voice taken disrespect,
You have an ego !

Your perception,
of true relationships dwindles,
Look of disdain !

War of words,
for defeating logic of your own blood,
Ludicrous criticism !

Best of times,
that were an honour to your very existence,
All for naught !

Oh man,
headstrong you might ought to behave,
Hatred ripens !





Written June 4th, 2015
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma...

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