Short Seizes Poems
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tender of the bow…
variegated waft of heart
slowly beats faster…
precipice of violin
seizes upon the valley
Animals just know
The praying mantis looks above
The clam closes down
The turtle’s head hides inside
The spider seizes the fly
I stand alone
not as you think you see me
I am not that strong
as fear seizes me, looking
over my shoulder at you.
Midnight blue eyes gaze
Cerulean water streams
Yearning for descry
Of the amative sight that
Seizes his heartbeat
3-25-2016
I loved you once,
I love you still.
Always have,
Always will.
You took my heart,
And broke it to pieces.
Now all I have left,
Is pain that never seizes.
Summer parched my dried lips turning fastly into rocked salt
Grasping for the water I kept for a moment like this one here
My mouth seizes the droplets that remain in my canteen
Pensee poetry form sort of
metal
lightweight silver
creeps up fingers, toes, legs, hands
early in the morn while writing
metal seizes poem's heart
Flames sifts and seizes all, mankind’s desires burns through all
All is exchanged for fire, for fire is the highest priced gold
With a pearl within the flickering flames, still and wailing
Darkness falls across the land
As terror seizes the great old clan-
Monsters awake under the night
And doom falls with evil might.
Percieve the screams!
Behold the evolution!
Humans taking evil shapes
Beneath the pale moon.
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*Image of Snakes & Reptiles by Pixabay.
snake
scales slither and slide
stealthily seizes poor sap~
sleeps with shared sights shed
2022 April 12
*5th Place*
Wild Animal Haiku
~~Tania Kitchin: Judged 2022 April 18
HMS & PS; 5,7,5
Storms are raging on a placid and sunny day
The bloodshot eyes scream the clouded grey
In the heads we hang on the necks we sway
A crowd of hurricanes smile n seizes the day
The streets are flooded by streams of dreams
The rivers flow into the ocean of silent screams
Anxious worry seizes my heart
Now my pulse quickens and wavers
X-ray my chest and find my heart's compression
I try to calm down but it's simply no use
The stress builds and the world spins
Every thought pushes me deeper into panic
Yesterday it was paying for my groceries
Under teal sky, in swift breezes
Lavender wisteria spills,
Twirling anyplace gust teases,
Under teal sky, in swift breezes.
Wildflowers sway, when wind seizes.
What colorful summer dance thrills!
Under teal sky, in swift breezes,
Lavender wisteria spills.
The sun warms skin like wine.
My breath seizes softly in a heart-tangled beat,
Shades entwine.
Quietness glows,
Silk on shoulders, grapevine so sweet,
It shows.
Esteem,
Two spirits meet
Dream.
The sun warms skin like wine.
Silk on shoulders, grapevine so sweet,
Dream.
What is coincidence but the recognition of a unique presence in action? A presence that doesn't suddenly exist, but never had a beginning or end. A feeling of warmth seizes us; this feeling we claim is rarely experienced, yet we forget that warmth hasn't left us since we took our very first breath.
Little sunshine falls;
A frigid wind blows
And seizes the draws
Like the Lord takes control.
The hours pass by quick;
Night ushers in the hearse
That we'd overlooked
Yet His season endures.
The moon gives no sound;
Hours seem delayed
But God's resurrection
Patiently lies in wait.
In those long nights of doubt
when all is dark
and the soul is far from home,
who is it
that seizes the tongue
and speaks in rhythmic sound,
grants the miraculous moment
when it seems all that it asks
is for you to listen
and write the words down,
then humbly offer thanks
for the gift it has given to you.
A monster in our midst
it knows no borders,
flouts the strictest checkpoint,
shows no pithy,
its tentacles of horror seizes headlines,
sends shivers down the spine of those cocooned.
Despite all this there lurks an inner zeal,
emboldened human mettle on the march
that bullies such ?as these can never match or ever bargain for.
Your eyes have grown tired
hunting the fox and owl
You no longer hear peace
when the ball is in your court
Pay attention to yourself
The fields have grown trees
you walk bare footed on sandy loams
As the World seizes and falls on itself
The voices stand 40 seashells away
Wanting to walk on water
Are you taken in by their promises
Into a frail boyhood,
The moment seizes us
More than we grasp
Its shady edges.
Little by little,
We undress the bruised knees
And the warm wounds
To the grown-up day
That winks at the kites.
Take one handful of bitterness
And some silver frowns
Throw them into the face
Of the undimmed wheel
And the splashes of summer laughter.
a creative muse seizes me
before I am fully awake
before I can seize the day
she has brilliant grandiose ideas for us
ideas I could have never thought up myself
I am grateful I am a Gemini
my the other muses get involved
arguing and slapping, finally stomping each other
I close my eyes and try to regain my sleeping position
the muses laugh
Forever seizes
a distorted fate,
as love is hidden.
Past and present
are thrown out,
lost in solitude.
Hearts are deceived
mis-used, and teased.
Is this the way it's going to be?
Strangers that know eachother very well....
With skeletons creeping,
as my eye's are weeping.
I start to wonder,
is this what I want?
An unconclusive decison.
Form:
I'm engulfed by the pitch and the feeling of dread
Unprepared for the rage that stalks like the dead
It seizes my dreams, leaving nightmares of rot
It is only my fear, that consumes me instead
of the things that are real, and things that are not
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11/3/15 For Skat's Contest: "Picture This"
she wakes as a cello
in the morning not
high strung but
mellowly tuned
i run one of
my fingers
feeling her
f hole as
the air makes
her shapely
boxed body
quiver in
sound and
breath as
she breathes
vibrating strings
just plucked
slightly an open
g seizes the beat
of my heart as
it ceases to be
modulating to c
as i tightly wrap
her for a trip
Form:
The chiselled talons of soulless sane,
With crooked claw of judgement bane,
That in the glare of beaded tell,
Seizes the cries where innocents dwell.
Whose shadows are dust in plumage stained,
The ashes of merciless reign.
Where crowned in glory of thorned rose,
They’ll seat the throne of headless woes,
The guardians of the fallen ten,
The service of shadow less men.