Short Roiling Poems
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Maybe you should write one about ants
Thats what she claims
Oh well she continues on her rants...
No! I cant deal with the shames!
Form:
shattering
his serenity...
roiling
the stagnant waters
of his bitter past
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A warm clear broth
Steaming
In a simmering silence
Gently roiling
Over controlled heat
Bubbling
To the surface
A scent
Of satiation’s sadness
Unfulfilled
roiling with rainfall
effacement of whiteboard gold
smudge of sunset highs
bleak venue of tinkling notes
rusting aluminum roof
2/24/2020
Aroma floating
lifted on roiling currents...
touching our senses
© Mar 7 2010 Charles Henderson
Percolating perfect poppycock, pretentious, impolite.
Roiling resistance to reverent recourse, rudiment rap.
Ceaseless sass surrendered to cell; spoiled sediments settle.
Fear is the impetus which doubt provides:
with the roiling of false pride
of the sought for safety decry!
By the power of prophesy let fear hide
as the brave push forward let love abide.
Ships
aground
all around
rolling, roiling
waters of midnight’s sudden surprise storm.
Willful winds usurp and fling sea vessels
hither and yon
uncaring
ruthless
rush.
Coldplay
All Chris’s pals started calling him yellow
He stopped playing ball took up the cello
His poor head is boiling
After such a roiling
Dunking it in the pool, helps him mellow
Luckless vessel plucked from the surface;
sucked into uncharted fathoms.
Relentless, roiling vortex
consumes all evidence.
Sated, exhausted,
swirling eddy
dissipates.
All is
calm.
ENERGY
old tree standing bare
fitful workings underneath
grizzly bear asleep
what the earthworm hears
a mighty boiling nether
blue sky sunshine
level plane
sky forest asleep
mighty roiling beneath
(B)roiling (B)ubbling (B)lazing
(L)iquifing (L)adling (L)iquoring
(I)nfusing (I)ngesting (I)gniting
(S)auteing (S)licing (S)izzling
(S)teaming (S)kimming (S)calding
Ridged peaks, rolling foothills
reach over our region,
rest under snow blankets,
recover from roiling,
raging summer wildfires.
Reeling smoke will only
return with a vengeance.
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A wind
Soft sweetness on its curl
Teases
The towering pines
To swaying
‘rocking
On its roiling breath
Whispers
Of a dinner
Spent in calm
Of beauty
Slipping
Twixt its gusts
A metronome
Of tortured flags
Taps
The end of day
I cannot see my face in boiling water,
I stomp and topple lids, the steam escapes in waves.
The roiling gas, the heat, and far more hotter,
is the hurt it masks beneath—the one that craves
a way to say the words without the slaughter.
Commoner
Nature that we daily hear or see
Is dull- “it bestows us no glee.”
Would its Anatomy we dissect
There is what we did not suspect:
Roiling in Tea Cups; fierce storms
That opens grisly can of worms!
JM
17th January 2014
I stole the surges of the ocean and the glory of the wave,
the roiling seas as recompense for what you never gave.
And I thought that I might see you at the dock or by the bay,
and I thought that you might love me, but my words washed you away.
17 June 2016
drifting past the isle
on sapphire seas like warm silk
my heart dreams of you
moonfaced in rapture roiling
your nether world edged onyx
part the limbs of land
breech the shores of lunar orbs
rest the lance dear one
upon the sole opal pearl
climax with earthly delight
The Genie’s left
the bottle
A.I. is in
the air
To rule the skies
and earth below
The ‘ultimate’
au pair
Life roiling
in the mixture
Of facts
forever spun
To take control
of all that’s told
With humans
— on the run
(Dreamsleep: December, 2025)
the knife
slicing through
leaving
no wound
paddling
pushing
pulling
in rhythm
and tune
unrelenting
smooth
steady
strokes
pounding
kicks
hard
fast
roiling
boiling
churning
yearning
shooting high
floating
flailing
freely
back
into itself
again
and
again
and...
...
... ...
i sit and stare into the stars
and think upon my life
bringing out long faded scars
my inner roiling strife
inside my soul my anger wells
and i can feel my soul is fading
and as my misery starts to swell
i still can feel my heart is breaking
the past defines who we are,
even if it's filled with pain
Form:
galactic ocean
elysian waves roar
roiling galactic ocean ~
a stellar fanfare
celestial shores gleam
with an astral signature ~
the cosmic heart beats
nebulas birth seas
from swirling coral-blue clouds ~
seaways of star glitz
hymns of starry rhythms
sentinels for delta stars ~
tides of star stories
The overcast sky wept quietly.
It’s tears joining with the Earth’s breathe.
Mountain peaks and ridges covered with evergreens
pierced the roiling, gray firmament.
Parasoled people paraded past shops,
selling candied ginger and quince.
Road weary tourists bathed their frozen feet
in street side hot springs
And, so, the day commenced.
what candle pressed against the wind
a winding trail unfolds
down the cliffside
into the storm
where a treasure lies to behold
a thousand jagged teeth
Peirce the roiling spew
a promise of paradise
the desperate never knew
and down the cliff should you falter
lose your balance and fall
in hopes of happy ever after
soon never after all
a placid scene
under eyeliner horizon
dew drops tearing across canopied skies
roiling thunder
shaking the earth and heavens
a flood falls, staining porcelain facade
the stream snaking its way
through flat-topped mountains
and forests untouched by man
the river returning to its origin
a sordid spring once wet with creation
now run dry by rage