Short Routinely Poems

Sun
moon,sea-
routinely
in rhythm are
we


Written yesterday afternoon in the garden took about a minute from idea to paper...

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Cooking sick in different tastes 
All these doctors
Eating money is routinely happening

The one’s in veterinary 
Eating their own patients
All what’s heartening!...

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Manicured blown dry trimly edged attempt at normal urbanity
Routinely and greenly masking ennui insanity
As trees laugh together eyeing my new rake
I think about snow...

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Atheistic belief causes dire effects. 
For God has innumerable judgments; 
Keeping logs; marking names of people quietly;
Routinely serving those unbridled vengeance
without xanthate; Yahweh's zest....

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Routinely walk the mall, almost every morning
Girlies crowd around by the dozens without warning
Try to discourage them
These yummy femmes
No use, with this adonis-like body adorning...

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Routinely walk the mall, almost every morning
Girlies crowd around by the dozens without warning
Try to discourage them
These yummy femmes
No use, with this Adonis-like body adorning...

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how does it feel to kill like this?
deny the truth you read from experiencing any happiness?
how does it feel to deny life any of its own blessings
but rub happiness in my face at your pity party i want over?...

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alighting
bees
ceding
deeply
easily
foraging
garnishing
homesteads
into
joyous
kilns
lithely
moving
nourishment
over
parading
queen
routinely
screening
their
unborn
valiantly
weaning
xiphoid
young
zygotes...

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The heart has this hard-headed habit
of hoping against the dimmest hope,
of hearing but not heeding 
the head.


Though routinely it gets gravely hurt,
it is healed by time, enabled to cope,
unafraid once again to get 
wounded!...

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I ache inside to find a word or phrase, 

Some honest poet song, 

To just begin to touch the heart, 

Or mind or soul, 

As God does so routinely, 

With the soaring symphony of song, 

That nature sings, 

On every given day....

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And here we are
Boy ain't this fun
Can't remember better
Don't recall
Even on good nights
Fine!
Go!
Head out!
Into another
Joke
Killing it!
Lies
Misunderstanding
Nevermind
Opinions
Perceptions
Questions
Routinely
Solve
The Unavoidable
Viable
World
XXX
Yes
Zoo time now!...

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Astronomers behold celestial delights,
Endlessly finding glorious heavenly insights.
Joyfully keep learning more natural obscurities.
Previously quite routinely seen targets usually viewed with x-rays,
Yet zoomed in using Hubble Space Telescope, helps prove Einstein's Theory of Relativity!...

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Rabbits


Resplendent ears and tails,
rodent-like; but unlike
rats or mice, they are loved.
Renowned for Easter, they're
rumored to lay eggs; while
rural hares, their cousins,
routinely grace menus.


(Pleiades)


4/15/2021


Pleiades R Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Merryman...

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earthquakes and fissures
routinely affect politics and relationships
as they act on the earth's crust
tectonic plates clash in subduction zones
they separate at divergent boundaries 

a quake strikes 
will I engage or detach?
wisdom will prevail
I will not be smashed or fall between the cracks...

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My desires are hanging around my neck like a hanging basket at the door,
And knocking my head all the time as toe making rhythm on a dancing floor,
Early in the morning, jumps to branches as a singing little sparrow song,
Legs walk routinely forward and backward to gain target short or long,
nobody can assess me that's only you, awakening my sleeping spirit....

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Who pays attention to an old man like me,
my hearing is gone and I barely can see.

So much wisdom I could give to thee,
who pays attention to an old man like me.

The breeze softly brushes across my  face as I sit on the balcony,
I ask the nurse for a cup of  tea.

She leads me back to my room so routinely,
who pays attention to an old man like me......

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The flag waves proud on the 4th of July
telling a story still in the making,
her cloth has been torn and tattered at times
but her spirit never fades,
our nation has broadened her stars
and fought to maintain her stripes,
we disagree with each other routinely 
but will lock arms to sing her glory,
she is much more than a piece of cloth...
she is America - in all of its glory....

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A observer of people in this Society I've  notice routinely  have conversations within themselves are etched crazy. Self Talk
Is it because it seems no one cares to listen? Or one is to preoccupied within themselves. Self Talk
Exhausted  maybe? because of one's hidden agendas presumably? Self Talk
Someone once said Self Talk is an expert who have discussions  within their opinionated self. Self Talk...

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Yogi bear loved to rob tourists of their lunch,
raiding picnic baskets for brunch.
Always on the lookout for the park ranger,
his antics grew even stranger.

Boo-Boo routinely got caught with pilfered snacks,
being Yogi's friend had drawbacks.
Tagging along on the promise of a treat,
he served the master of deceit.


(Clerihew)


9/05/2021


Cleritoons Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May...

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You look in the mirror already aware
He is back 
You can feel him in the damage of you 
He is here for you again
As if you are not broken enough 
Get up while you can 
Go back to confirm the routinely bad news
You will get through this 
Again
Maybe
You wonder what he will bring this time
Maybe less
Maybe more
You fall just once
And your bones break like little toys 
He is here to cause more pain 
You already know...

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"Duerme bien, Querido," she would often think as she would watch him lay asleep.
"Duerme bien, Querido," she would say to him in lieu of "Good Night" routinely.
"Duerme bien, Querido," she now says to him in lieu of "Rest In Peace."
"Duerme bien, Querido," she says on her knees at his grave where she often weeps.
"Duerme bien, Querido," or "Sleep Well Beloved" are the words she had engraved
on the headstone of "Su Amado's" or "Her Beloved's" grave....

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the cigarette is finished
I can postpone no more
my wrestling with the night
pills referee my fight

tomorrow will be daylight
on fresh fallen snow
I will write
with a dead twig
on fresh fallen snow
then throw the twig
into the open back
of a departing garbage truck
that leaves tired tire tracks
on fresh fallen snow

the night’s fears
inconsequential tears
whispers from past years
weak fires routinely snuffed out
on fresh fallen snow...

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Keep it Zipped
By Tom
10-5-2019

Things told in confidence should be held tight lipped,
Communicating it to one friend it routinely grows.
But sometimes our lips just seem to come unzipped,
it goes friend to friend until everyone knows.

So if you have things you’re just dying to tell,
Please don’t approach me with a thought to plant.
Just so I don’t leave you with doubts to dispel,
“I can keep a secret its those I tell it to who can’t.”
...

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now that we know
we’re dying and yet loving it
being slowly consumed by the bliss flame
that our delusion may disappear
there’s nothing left to do

patterned chores
performed routinely day after day
yet does represent our bondage to earth life
wherein we dwell in our comfort zone
gravity of stupor binds us

mere recognition 
is not enough to grant freedom
so we must remain in a meditation continuum 
bilocating between form and the void
at ease wherever we may be...

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In the aftermath of giving birth I personally had a out of body experience.
Welcoming life into this world, Something went iffy. I could scarcely hear the sounds on the hospital’s speakers
code blue. Nurses and doctors routinely and expeditiously maneuvered to bring me back to existence.
I personally visualized a impression of a manlike image
embracing me, kissed me on my right cheek saying go back my child i’m not finished with you after three days slumbering I was reawakened....

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