Short Scoured Poems

city streets
   scoured clean by windstorm...
        silent leaf blowers...

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Step out on a treeless plain, 
Earth scoured with monsoon ruts.
It's not that we never learn, 
Just   not   fast    enough!...

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Sadly, Sally Wix's silly sixth son Sam's slippery silk sheets
were severely soiled so several sad servile servants scoured  
Sally Wix's silly sixth son Sam's soiled slippery silk sheets...

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Trump Constantly Chides

Trump Constantly Chides and is a coward,
Whose body likes being golden showered;
Never nice;
Does entice;
Countryside for women has often scoured.

Jim Horn...

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Innervation kidnapped reality
Stark vibes nimbly scoured verity
From the hands of universality
Innervation kidnapped reality
At the forefront of totality
Paradise delivered clarity
Innervation kidnapped reality
Stark vibes nimbly scoured verity...

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SAND
airborne
dust devil

stinging whirligig
rips my hair, eyes, and skin
I’m well-scoured and abraded 

“Cleansing sand storm, if I survive.”

NB: Clarity Pyramid, two triplets and a single line; 1/2/3/5/6/7/8 (7 lines total)...

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twice the distance
I walked to seek,
glimpses of hope seemed bleak
to find love for instance

over rocky lands
scoured the valley lows,
up against the windy blows
that scaled upon the sands

same return back 
found hope and goodwill
what I sought was fulfilled
God followed in my track...

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A crack in a wooden door.
Corruption forms its disorderly queue.
A rot easily blocked, filled
or scoured.

Yet, as time swings,
as air clasps open and closed,
as locks crust and fester

in any neglected niche;

therein will light crumble,
will bodies wriggle,
will mindless eyes
seek ways through

to you....

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it takes a slave to crave,
to watch destiny devoured-
hiding in a tree she 
scoured the shambles, sucking 
in air as though choked-
sun stares, casts light, stood
smoked- just out of sight.
it's okay, alright, touch-
the vague force of presense-
naked dance- slithered through
electric fence. intent collapsed,
well spent- dust in the sky....

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"Help me find the little bouncy pearl", granny urged
"rolled right through my enclosing palm
jumping the rolls and hillocks of the blankets
into the darkness under this bed!"
I scoured each nook and shadow to recover
the little bouncy pearl—the cod-liver oil pill!

Written on 06/05/2016 for Nette's contest "The Best of 6"
Visual #3...

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   Only ten shopping days ‘til the locusts arrive
      What on earth should I buy them

   I’ve scoured the stores, and what’s more
      Amazon, Tik-Tok and E-bay

   But ‘gifts for locusts’ brings up very few items
      so I’m conducting a mini-plebiscitum  

   Asking cockroaches, spiders and scorpions
      if I should text ‘em or a love poem write ‘em
...

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The movers wheeled the piano in the apartment 
my tutors revealed plateaus climbed as an artist 
hours flying pages turned black and white keys charted 
scoured trying ages I played packed plight I started 
recitals, concert halls, from practicing hardest 
reprisals, my art calls, the piano sits modest 
In my twilight years I teach children to harvest 
the wild bright light nears, to each the piano harnessed...

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Remember when we graced the fields with
youthful glee and innocence?
When time non-existent hid its face
and all was pure and sacrosanct.

We scoured a realm these days unseen 
and magic glittered in our eyes.
The moon a marvel and stars our wishes.
Did your dream come true?

Searching for the rainbows end,
our eyes they panned the blessed horizon.
When we reached the promised bounty
time had swept our pathway back....

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Already the air carries the scent 
of dryness and decay. The woods 
are heady with the must of wild grapes, 
fragrant apples ripe for picking.

Here and there leafy maples ignite
like matches. In a scoured blue sky 
the red-tailed hawk traces the shadow
of his circles over exhausted fields below.

The garden’s generosity is spent. 
Only leeks and kale remain 
to brave winter’s cold and snow,
like flowers on a grave....

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