Short Screened Poems

subconscious mind agitates
                    happenings screened behind eyes
                    man in sleep watches...

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In a bright screened in back porch
No bugs can reach my grape juice
The drink is warm as the room
I take in the wine

Russell Sivey...

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There once was a girl named Mona
Who screened all her calls on her phone-a

She said, "At the tone
Make yourself known"

Or she'll think that you're full of bologna!...

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I like to write on the screened-in porch
By the light of the grinning tiki torch
Listening to nature's sounds
Ideas sound abound
Ignited by the creative force


Received an Honorable Mention in "Inspired"contest...

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a hot morning sun
attic attack
means a

tick-tock evening of
cool air
settling

on the roof causing an
attic air
attack

on the rooms below so
screened windows
are

opened that a fan can rid
heat out
the house


stan sand...

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HAIKU #12,035-12,038


Life blooms us flowers
Unlike thorns that leaves us scarred
Inhale each fragrance

What observation
And choices screened clean and bright
Quenching thirsty souls

Each moment steamed fresh
We shall savor obedience
And rely on Source.

*...

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Screened porch,
sweet iced tea,
summer
breeze blowing.
Good times.

Family
laughing
at old jokes
they loved.

The shadows
grew long.
Light faded.

They left,
and oh, how

I miss them.


5/7/2019
Charlieku New Form Poetry Contest
Charles Messina, Sponsor...

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Such wonderful dreams I’ve had
And terrible nightmares so bad
Each having permeated my Soul
A spiritual message board beyond my control

They put me on a razor’s edge
As a personal silk screened pledge
Emblazoned across my chest
To ponder and interpret at my bequest.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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My Persona

Today I built myself a Persona,
My Identity has become a façade,
I thought it was time I had one,
Concealment shouldn’t be too hard.

It’s a kind of portico, facia or frontage,
A cover-up or clever disguise.
Smoke screened by veneered pretence,
You won’t see what’s in front of your eyes....

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sitting on a screened in porch
in my favorite chair
watching the rain fall
with the one i love
listening to oldies
and some old gospel
and drinking lemonade
and coca cola respectively
on a lazy sunday after
attending the early church 
service with a needed sermon
on sitting still and letting God
be Your Heartbeat........inspiration
for tomorrow's next week...

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was sitting out back
...in the screened area...
on the deck

...watching the sun set...
camera at hand
...as insects swarmed...

dragon flies hovered
...darted and feasted...
then rested on bushes

...wings glistening...
in the setting sun light
...shining as diamonds...

of some past winters ice
...a treasure of nature...
making photos so nice

stan sand...

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Childhood Memory-Making Sand




Playing in a yard filled with dirt and rocks

It’s not the best place to wear flip flops

Being creative, we found some screened-wire

No need for a hammer, screw-driver, or pliers

Only needed tools were wire and hands

Sift the dirt and rocks through

In the end, there is only sand




						Adrienne LaCont’e 
Gresham...

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Three days of summer rain thunder past, on noisy tracks. You smell it, and feel its sprays, from the safety of Grandma’s screened porch. Crickets and grasshoppers replace el-trains and car horns. Mouth full of bubble gum and canvas Chucks on your feet. All of the essentials are present, except the whisper in your ear, which says “Capture this moment. You’re gonna need it in about forty years.”...

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Trump Three T's

Tax Returns

Transcripts

Trouble

That is how I see it.

Sure seem to be having trouble
writing poems. Am reading Read
and the Blue by Steve Kornacki
right now. Finished painting
screened in porch and putting
furniture back out. My ywo cats
who are Yellow Tabby Jack and
Henry were out with me while
Jill was inside watching MSNBC
complaining about Trump and
Kevanaugh....

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...in a clouded sunset...
while sitting in the
...screened area of...

the sun-deck
...black wings flew by...
low and silent

...into the trees...
and immediately
...out flew a robin...

straight into a bush
...next to the deck...
as if seeking a hiding

...and safety spot being...
that the black wings
...were of a crow...

one of the many nest
...raiding species...
in difficult weather times


stans sand...

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i put a door on my aquarium
so the fish could come and go as they please
although the idea might be scaring them
it's not like i made it screened

if they just barely open it
that will help to stem the flow
i know the goldfish are all hoping that 
the guppies don't treat it like a swinging door

i'm sure they'll get used to it in time
as we all do things in life
and when they do they'll come to realize
above all else my genius mind...

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I can smell the sulpher
electricity in the air
rain rat-a-tats on my roof
a welcome sound to hear

we sit on the screened porch
as the raindrops trickle down
lightning across the sky
thunder crashes in the clouds

I love this time of year
the monsoons a soothing sound
saguaro drinking in moisture
my plants happy in the ground

it will rain all night
a red dawn will appear
freshness in the morning
when the monsoon has disappeared...

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The thunder booms; the rain, it pours.
We're half inside and half outdoors.
A screened-in porch brings Nature close
But not enough to overdose.

And so we sit and mix our tiles*
As Nature ratchets up the dials.
We gaze up at the stormy sky 
And dripping trees, while we stay dry.

At last it ebbs as we play on
Until the downpour's up and gone.
How cool to watch such changing scenes
Behind the shelter of the screens.

*mah Jongg playing pieces...

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How I miss
Those old Porch Days,
Screened in Porch,
Round table
Lawn chairs
Little b&w TV
Seemed no cares...
Dad and I
Watched our Mets,
I'd cook our dinner,
And he'd say, "Let's...
"eat on the porch, 
why don't we, son?"
I'd already be prepared
Cause that's what we'd always done...

Our large yard, a park,
of trees and plants,
Only problem, those pesky ants

Oh, for an afternoon,
Of such bliss,
Those splendid Porch Days,
That I so miss....

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The ferns are taking over,
Running rampant in the yard.
I yank them by the roots, a job
More tedious than hard.

Each summer they crop up en masse
And quickly multiply,
So you may see me plucking them,
Most likely in July.

I do not hate their lacy fronds,
Which sway when there’s a breeze,
So seeing them some other place
Would really not displease.

But gazing from the screened-in porch,
What I object to most
Is this sea of uninvited guests,
Expecting me to host....

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Today at six I tuned my television set
To gaze attentively... Propaganda they
All say and that today I could testify to
The spelt evil. The vision telegrammed.

To no avail the brother that was caught 
In betwixt the shooting and rampages
Of the commuters was not screened...
Yet they say no to press censorship too

I later realised that I had no saying even 
When terrorised by my own. So absurd 
And my groans never impact the comrade
Even the commissar so reluctant to my plea....

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It is fast becoming rampant,
The whole thing: perfect irritant:
Baring screened-off contents of pants
Guilty:  old dames and debutantes
And these pants are exorbitant,
Uncomplaining buyer brilliant!

Freedom continues to seeds plant
Crossed Christians turning militant,
Who would wearer waste or her pants,
New growing mistrust of fired rants,
Towards shaming violence slant 
No more to assaults an “I can’t.”

But what would women establish 
In pants that their contents publish?...

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