Short Roughened Poems

Child  in you "playing" on the beach,
Collecting roughened watered stones and shells,
Others  don't like to hear "Let your PRESENCE fall om me."...

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a roughened garden
devil's claw over blossom
stones like dominos

estate sale today
fingering through memories
grief cold uncaring

sold to the future
children bouncing on the grass
laughter resurrected

...

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Of men and ships that plow the seas
And leave a vanished furrow
In unmarked depths of ocean field
Where a million sees lie fallow.
Men who cast with roughened hands
Hopes upon the silken crests
And visions to the salty breeze
Ships that touch the foreign shore
And paint the harbor frieze....

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Is it but only sun that makes the shade?
My shadow disappears when drenched in dark.
A tree in light remains with shadow made
Showing twisted branches and roughened bark.

In light of His love I forever stand
Knowing no shade alone that I may cast.
My shadow in His love is tall and grand,
No shade alone but His shall ever last....

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I googled peace 

to get the feel of how 

she fared 

and

found her fight her

roughened way into 

men's bosoms and 

fortresses

and shuttle back

and forth 

between heaven 

and 

heavy hearts 

 
* * *

and then…

and then I browsed 

for war 

and with a gaping eye 

I watched 

the endless edging of a khaki  

garb 

and Oh the omnipresence...

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,Knows my very dreams

Dreams my very life,

As it were hers

She cradles my ego,

As if just born

Still loves my arms,

Embraced in their strength

Yet strange to me,

Softened when holding her

Golden lit flowing hair,

Caressing my roughened cheek

My grip of steel,

Loosened by velvet grasp 

Silken ivory lovely breasts,

Melting my iron chest...

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--Mid*Night Purple Hazed,
                       Confusion Clouds Spin,
                            Mind In A Daze--

                  --Hands Cramp, Flow, Style 
                Bagged, Through Roughened Air,
                        Quarrels Ruby Red--

                    --Mouth Quit, No Words,
                         Come Out To Play,
                  Destined To Make My Fame--...

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Your gentle touch by work roughened hands 
caresses my body softer then the finest silk
Endearments whispered in the darkness
are more precious to me than song
Eyes that express your truth
are held more dear than a poem
Your kiss that claims my heart
binds me tighter than chains
The feel of strong arms around me
imparts a strength unsurpassed
Two souls mated as ours
lasts longer than time...

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A century echoed incantations
Of a language in psalms and eulogies;
Each decade bearing plagues, wars disarranged
While men embraced time’s deep lamentations .
Although hearts roughened by dead rhapsodies,
The victories of warm brotherhood reigned
Cultivating world solace blessed by grace.



Titles From Novels sponsored by Nette Onclaud
June 6, 2016
A Hundred Years of Solitude
Form: 10 syllables each , using abcabcX rhyme...

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Eve outlines the curves of an old  terrain,
where antique bottles in their moonlit sheen
reflect pillars’ glow…now mildly unseen
from vintage halls of paling, roughened  grain:
All through this vine-clad manor’s dusky shade
poses outside  its  elegant  fig tree--
Which attests to  a once- royal marquee
this landmark, our own hometown’s proud arcade.


Written 9/7/2019
Free Verse Or Rhyme Contest of  Eve Roper
Picture # 3...

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When fingertips are rough
Connect them with the wire
And let them freely slide and twang
The resonate supplier

The frequency transpire
And waves that flood the room
Do soften roughened fingertips
When audit’ries abloom

How sonic muse do plume
So disregard the stage
It’s in your hands, it’s there and then
Embittered and assuaged

The opened spruce-wood cage
And canvas to bedeck
Do welcome roughened fingertips
To dance the wiry neck...

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The oak is a most pleasant tree
She gently towers over thee
Shading everything on the ground
Inspired by small brownish round tiny acorn wee

Red squirrels claim her for their home
She provides shelter for a gnome
Blue jay senses her strength is near
Tall white tailed deer use her roughened bark as a comb

She can live for thousands of years
Letting the snow slide off in tears,
Nature's seal of mighty tree bond
Using pond as one of her fabulous mirrors....

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Out of the wind,
the brown carpet is marked
prosaic like petals swept away
My snowdrops weltering in the winter 
not even dead heading
can help their blind eye stalks 

I feel like a pebble
roughened at the edges
and Im gifting no one
Mother nature has unearthed me
My eyes remain shut
I finger past the muddy morass
I feel blazed over
from the cityscape of lingering dreams

Not even the recurring home
joyous and warm
feels my pockets
I am a sunbaked bun...

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Walking barefoot in the park 
upon a carpet of grass,
Nature's dewy fingers
massage and tickle my toes.

A brisk, tactile breeze, tussles 
my unruly mop of hair,
sending a shiver running
along the length of my spine.

Soaking up rays, I bathe in
warm sunlight, baring my skin
to its therapeutic touch,
bringing a blush to my cheeks.

And the roughened bark of an
accommodating shade-tree
scratches a persistent itch;
as it rubs my grateful back....

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Oh ocean of that long-gone embryo
Careening stormy erratic, to pacific
Ever sculpting in navy-wavy trance
Atop your peaks diamond ambrosia
Never-never dreams, you've grown ~

Troughs, they stripped fear’s heart
Rendering a wanderer, now braver
Enameling away sea-shine opaline
as Nautili curling their striped sola
Soak me up to float down in blues
undulating in the sunk, spilled sou
roughened in a barnacle-concealer

Estuary-rich, unfurl the flowing life ~


(11/13/2020)...

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