Short Saunters Poems

The great white old tom
Saunters throughout his domain.
The black kitten springs....

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summer ends early
while tule fog saunters east
when the moon falls west

summer ends early
Dorka Keehn-ly glides
with the dawn mist (missed.)...

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Love saunters into hearts like Summer's day...  
Creating warmth, thus illuminating.  
Heartfelt thrumming strings gently as Sunday;  
Beating harmonies illuminating....

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This young fawn
Who saunters along the town
Soliciting her slender compassion
Month in, year round
Has known tall, dew doused forests
And the moon has made
Her skin quite fair...

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Sun is beating
Body's heating
Await the meeting
Of my love

Thoughts are fleeting
Touches needing
Eyes are pleading 
For my love

Now he enters
In he saunters
Bearing favours
For his love...

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And these memories
in which my arteries are doused
Though they spaked
in dexterous tones of carnage
seeking foreign sanctuaries
beyond the hallowed elation I propose
Yet half-wittedly she saunters
into baneful gambit...

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A caravan of pink and white vapor
Saunters northeasterly
Across a cerulean forever

Green boughs below
Bow as it passes
Lake sky mirrors

As July arrives


And June is set adrift


For another year


This entire afternoon...

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Balms
saunters
besides deep
on a brisk breeze
through her nest of blond acacia saplings 
their closeness is kept through striking senses
at scarlet dusk
starry day 
fairness
times

Written: February 13, 2022...

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melt their shadowed knees
summer supplies its dimples
a light applause
bathed in bathetic leaves
saunters their laughter

Mothers cry for their children
they cherished dreams
yet knew the impossibility
but longing was their threadbare wish...

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A mute cacophony rings between my ears.
The silent dungeonous din of the pelting stone past.

And in that roaring, the hauntings come 
and the black dog, waiting, salivating, silently saunters alongside the 
specters and, heavy, blankets me in darkness....

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              sunny, steaming, sultry
              summer saunters so sneakily
              smells of steaks simmer



                    
               
                        July 12, 2020
                        10:10am PST



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 As the days  grow longer 
and the temperature warmer  
even this old man's fancy 
turns  to outdoor saunters. 
Perhaps to find on quiet stroll 
a miss whose demeanour 
is also out of all control. ...

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My fair ladylove
How dare she saunters the halls
Taunting a man so graphically
She holds the very knowledge
That her figure is astonishing
It is to be concluded that she cherishes
Being the focus of my poems
She then exhibits herself quite flawlessly
Bearing equivocal fervor...

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The merchant’s lady
saunters into villages
forsaken ages ago,

discovering cues
of lurid-ways no man
would even dare to dream,

much to say she has not
of which can be testified:---
the wretched man!

Philosophy may serve its purpose,
though theory is far
more pleasant than reality....

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Autumn saunters in
Silent as a new spring breeze
Stirring fallen leaves
Blanketing a cold worn earth
A year of greenery molted

Brisk wind dips treetops
Naked arms stretch fractious
Shivering in the chill
Creaking, groaning with cold ache
Arthritis here now till spring

Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey...

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With my plucky granddaughter, I'm ne'er bored.
She saunters at connate emblems and depth.
And the way the fay sway with her.
Five-year-old darts on slight span.
Brilliant, brittle crane drum,
Tall, hefty gist sight,
Pitch in limns burns.
With swish rifts.
Wingbeats
wheeze....

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March saunters along
violets welcome on lawn
gentle rains falling
short sleeve weather once again
thoughts of picnics in the park

SEVENTH PLACE WINNER
written March 4, 2022
syllables checked with HMS
especially for "Springtime Beauty Tanka" Poetry Contest
sponsored by M. L. Kiser...

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The blazing sun
     scorches lonely daydreams—
He saunters like a penguin
    lemonades in hand. 
We two laughed until moonlight.

Copyright March 18, 2015

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  TANKA 2 – 
Sponsor Andrea Dietrich

Read more at: http://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry_contests/member_contest_details.aspx?ContestID=6218...

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Her two children hover over
And watch the ticking screen
Circling cords, like snakes in a pit.

Opening windows, her daughter
Wondering about her soul
Hoping her soul travels gently.

A gentle breeze saunters in through
Carries her to the other side
A soul now, gliding like a bird.

19.10.2020
Writing Challenge-Tercets
Theme- Death....

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A nurse saunters by 
wearing all black
even black nursing shoes
I never saw that before

The ones with super hero scrubs work with children.
But which patients does she work with?
Do they think of her as a real nurse not wearing white?

Questions to ponder as I see masked bandits
enter in and out of doctor’s offices, sharing this germy common room....

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It saunters down a cheek,
its trail dying
before its meaning

It settles before 
a meticulous cut...
and drips

It wastes a tensive strength
and weaves a string
One end tied to nothing
but pent up

It guides 
itself further south
to no ending
but still drips

Chills compete
and rainfall freezes,
And yet, it childishly calls itself
a tear...

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My heart beats faster 
as she saunters into class,
Her moves, classical!,
like a spell,I am held bound
in a mirage of passion.

Gush! what a beauty!,
still in wonder land, I heard...
'can you shift a bit?'...
I look dazed with mouth  open,
as I squirm aside for her.

*She is my Lavender Rose*

CONTEST:"Tanka x2-Pick a Rose from my list" sponsored by Rick Parise....

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Embrace the day loosely don't cling
Let it flow, unhatched, free
As the river rushes or saunters
Ever rolling to the sea

With outstretched arms fly 'pon breezes
Swaying north, south, east, west
Ride the waves soaring the currents
Freedom wakes are the best

"The moment you doubt whether you can fly, 
you cease forever to be able to do it."
Quoted and don't know author.....

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Listen to poem:

his words
one by one
picked and plucked
out of thin air

bewitching the muse
giddy with moondust
saunters and meanders
one moonbeam to the next

from heaven's gate
to his gentle pen
love songs in the night
bare the poet's soul



AP: 1st place 2022

Submitted on January 29, 2022 for contest A STRAND (1062) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

Originally posted on January 28, 2022...

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Roosters cry in slumber of the morning

dogs howl rudely to wake the slum

still no peep of light til a beam

peaks the mountains surrounding,

a fresh pacific breeze hits your cheeks

smell of something burning saunters in reeks.

bumpy roads in small towns,

sharing moments that leave upside down frowns,

steaming meat on cold dark nights,

bonfires become only lights.

All begins with agape love burning oh so bright....

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