Short Sere Poems

Without fantasy
What would life be?...To Poets?
Sere, dull and empty!

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In the hollow of 
My breast…where my heart once dwelt
Sigh winds…cold and sere
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sere
summer
languishes,
encouraging
anticipated,
tempestuous.
blusterous
autumn
rain...

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Sere, listless blades of grass
  Joys of summer wither

Daily paper's soaked with sweat 
  ~ So hot your lips just quiver...

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The moon wrung cold tears
from the man’s defeated eyes
a sere memory
of his life without the love
that enabled him to dream....

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Bleak
Gray day,
Biting breeze
Offers portent
And tumbles autumn’s harvest of sere leaves
To winter’s foreboding, icebound doorstep:
Stacked, stands cordwood,
Shovels wait,
First snow
Looms....

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Gifts of love grace Spring cabins' still-shivering mantle

   Intoxicant scents wafted into every corner -- covenantal

Luscious colors allure tempt Hope in dreamer's hearts

   ~ 'Till faded petals peel from sere stems, shuttled into anthills...

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festivities of the elevated
ocean derails into a vol-
canic eruption of iso-
teric consumption
retarding ways of rage
cools into an organic
mass of ice then me-
lts fossils of the
extinct creatures sere-
nading the warm broth
of growth
who is god...

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We long in the dark
Full of passion words of love
Fiftytwo years long.

So long time has passed
But love has never been sere.
Yet as the first time.

We are now aged,
The body youth has now gone.
But we still desire.




revisited to hold the 5-7-5 structure of HaiKu...

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The Lord above is righteous in his love,
he shines his light on the good, and
through his gate- they will walk.


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April 14, 2016


Kimo

For the contest, Sun Shines On The Righteous
sponsor, Sere Roberts

Did not place in contest....

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The evil teeth of summer have chewed
me and raked me and made my skin sere
Sleepless nights have sucked my soul
and caused me many a nighttime tear

Then one day I feel it, a faint puff of air
Fall is threaded through it like a fantasy
Soon the leaves will change to russet
We will enjoy wonderful Autumn ecstasy...

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A-n ode to rainfall
L-ets you wait for sunshine; 
E-ighth November morn, 
X-factor is positive mind.

A-n ode to rainfall
G-ives you time not to cry; 
U-sing it to turn thirsty river
I-nto blessings that never run dry.
L-et the heavy downpour
L-and in every sere soul; 
O-pen your life to water, 
N-otice an ode to rainfall....

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I wait for the flower’s bloom,
Underneath the lonely sky.
I yearn to see it grow,
But dread to see it die.

Its profile captures me,
For its presence is so mere.
Its color dazzled me,
But I’d hate to see it sere.

Have no fear, I’m your friend,
Whom the Master has sent.
To nurture and to care for you,
For your beauty makes me content....

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Woman at a stop.

She stood at the stop
Cracking knees, stooping shoulders
Mothball odors
Medicine pores,
Disparate thoughts, waves of empty,
Numb buzzing nothingness
Imbibing vibrations of motorists,
Whirring, whizzing by
Crumpled yellow sere sheaves blow 
By the venous sheer skin, her feet
Swollen out of her shoes
She waits,
For the bus....

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vivid jade and frolicsome
when summer zephyrs eddy near,
the leaf enfeebles during harvest
so its glow, like emerald,
drains to gaudy saffron hue:
	a single, sere lick of flame
	combusting autumn into fire
‘til winter’s hoar grows imminent
and earthward flutters fragile leaf,
	extinguished.



October 25, 2016
Autumn Fire Contest
Mystic Rose...

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Smile gone, the yellow orb wrapped in haze
  leaves sidewalks and lawns lonelier
Darkness o'erspreads afternoon's tin crown
  Her realm overmatched
    she collapses into

the grim face of night --
  stars, squinting cold points in the sky
the moon's paint scraped off the horizon
  a Wind that raises goosebumps
    ~ riding the sere mane of a witch...

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   The lock of auburn hair flipping one way
      then another over his smooth forehead
   bearing the proud visage of youth undaunted
      by vistas only dimly perceived… 

   His portfolio cuts into his side at
      the sweet whistle of the train 
   a train that will take him away ~
      away from those sere plains o'er which
         cattle and slaughterers yet rumble
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Displays deepest mind 

And a resolute that endeavor 

Yet memories were treacherous and sere 

Sound of silence startled ear 

Disconsolate linger chasten'd more fair 

Eclipsing taunting the innocent air 

Pale rigid faces leave hollow empty traces 

Retrace chains endure 

Inspite of time revealed 

Vague imprinted dreams 

Eternal fame of rushing wings 

Dispossess on the waters, cease...

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Senor, soy bender cido
Oh! Senor a sombrero
MI DIOS MI DIOS
Quiero todo para ti, eres MLS
Senor Dios

Yes entidonde me
Encuentro

You confieso
Ro el mundo
Soy bendecido y sere
Escuchado

Y quiero ser testino
En todas Las Costas, eresmil
Todo
 I want to be a witness bless 
To tell the whole world and all I want all things
 you are my everything

11/10/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2019
I...

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Slate clouds stretch low
over urban rooftops,
sun’s hopeful warmth
vanquished:

	man with a limp
	pauses.
	his weary eyes,
	wary,
	survey that sky,
	grimy gangling
	fingers
	fidget
	buttons,
	wind biting through
	plaid jacket’s
	worn fabric;
	on, he hobbles
	behind
	shopping cart,
	cluttered and dull,
	left front wheel
	shimmying,

sere, dun leaves
and discarded wrappers
tumble, rustle
alongside
in the gutter....

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Written: September 08, 2023
Bite Size Poem No71                                Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
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On distant coasts, oceans often rise and flood.
Every wave abides by the route of the prior one.
Squat idle loops on sere soil of whale crimson blood
Every strenuous stride is brisk and deftly done,
A foggy crawl on a dreary, windswept cruise crud....

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As the spring sprang out 
The north gone south
Yeah, without no doubt
Indeed it's a parched mouth 

The vessel of a living has gone sere
Not of the scorching planet
Moment of a produced scare
Mimicing an outburst of an angry Janet

Still in game but so lame
Hands re withered to cover shame
Nothing to do than to wait for late fate
Like a man waiting a late date......
On a mapless ocean i sail thy boat
In a shallow liquid i seem to float
The eclipse of thy life is now!...

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Once you spoke to me in nightmares
You speak to me in dreams
We fly the above the cavernous
Streams hills and rills, echo screams

Cool mirage water did not slake
We die before we wake
All the searing pain did not sere

Saxifrage has burst through 
Souls cleft by crags, pain left us here
Hot copper skies, below bodies left in the dust
When lovers leap to love and love leaps to lust,

Into chaos fragile souls hurled
We, we were never sated with the world,
It was too much for us....

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