Short Set Down Poems
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why fight
do it right
things go wrong
don't throw a stone
peace is the key
if so go and take a walk
SET DOWN AND
TALK
To set down our phones,
constant companions,
and gaze up at the tree
to watch the robins feed their chicks —
such an exotic request.
it had to done
and we won
going up high
around the sky
to cities and towns
plane set down
at was at night
it was a
FREEDOM FLIGHT
your in control
so be bold
stop being cold
put on a smile
set down awhile
and look high
in the sky
beyond and above and start
LET LOVE IN YOUR HEART
This do it's not cool
Let someone make you there tools
Make you mad
If your dad
Go set down are to another town
Are be you will see that you are.
BIGGER FOOL
The naked truth – sequel sequel
When showed up a farmer named Al
Who said as he set down his plow
Your moans are so loud
They’re drawing a crowd
And upsetting my favorite cow
Sucked up and up, of this thought
Which cyclonic blows.
I'll admit, irrefutably
As irretrievably!
More wondrous than the wildest
Imaginative ride.
For what, in truth is set down
On life's other side.
lending you my wings,
as i was born an angel.
set down i chose to walk apon the earth,
to find one such as thee.
now as i find you flailing,
ill lend you my wings.
rathering that i fall unto hell,
then one so bright and beautiful
Form:
far from the ground
a sun faced sea shines on me
no trouble i see but a sail with no wind
to catch no worry in the air
should i swim so long and tire arms
and reach the golden glaze ahead
on islands set down to catch a glimpse
of flocking beasts and friendly herds
2 on PowerBall.
1 on Lotto.
Can I get my check?
*clattering of a drawer set down*
I would like to pay my utility here.
Signs up yet?
*beep* "beep* *boop boop*
and all the little things
they say to me go on
and on
and on. Till I am done, and
what is left me dried
out.
THE POET LIVES LONG BUT OBSERVES,
ILL EQUIPPED FOR STATING GRACE-
IN GRACELESSNESS CONCEDES HER IGNORANCE.
OF ALL THAT PASSES EYES UNSEEN,
HERE THE POET LIVES FOR THESE-
THESE GRACEFUL, AWKWARD BLUNDERS MANIFEST.
SHE TAKES WITH NO THING GIVEN BACK,
EYES SET DOWN UPON A WORLD-
ONE NEVER CEASING TO AMAZE HER NOW.
~TH~
While I was at work my yards were busy
a nameless, white flower plucked
from my front garden
lay on the brick shelf by the gate
wrapped in cream silk
its stem inserted
into a (dry) plastic flower tube
A gift set down in forgetfulness
or just discarded
While out the back a soft touch indoor football
orange against the fake grass
lost and over wall booted
rain has gone far away
rain will come very soon
in the cradle of nature
Sun has set down
Sun will rise very soon
on the breast of sky
moon has covered its face
moon will discover itself very soon
in womb of night dark
you've gone, gone far away
tearing the nexus of my love
you have to come back very soon
in my enamorred inn of heart
-26/11/19 CTG, BD
A yell and a cheer!
Our first egg is here!
The gift from our new hens,
The first of the year.
And Anna came running,
The egg in her hand
as if `twere a diamond
From some distant land.
We all gathered close
As she softly set down
The first home-grown
Of a soft, creamy brown.
And from all the interest
We gave that egg then,
You'd think we had laid it
Instead of the hen!
POEM 48 TIME ON THE BEACH
SO LET US SET DOWN BY THE SHORE
& LET MY MEMORIES ROLL AWAY IT
WAS THEN I REMEMBERED MY LOVE
OF YESTERDAY.
THERE WAS PEOPLE STANDING THERE
I HAVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE AS THEY
WALK AWAY PLAYING & WAVING GOOD BY
IT WAS THAN I FELT TEARS COME FALLING
DOWN FROM MY EYES.
MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS
AUTHOR
the music is just right tonight
listening to cowboys sing the blues
and all the while I'm dancing with him
I remember 'bout dancing with you
as I set down another long neck
and take a cowboy's hand
the steel guitar is whining
lights reflecting on the bandstand
the wood floor is real crowded
and we give it just one more go
as he wraps his arms around me
it's not the cowboy that I know
In a certain time
Rise you
And down
As a result
The world is black
And white
World itself adjust
In that
Everything is adjusted
In order to
Rise they
And down
To me the certain time
Is obviously uncertain
When you rise
I set down
Sometimes stagnant
Silent and hidden
Hasty time insists
And its world is
Angry with me
I am called mad
Look around you and
I can only smile
Udaya R. Tennakoon
Cat Who Was a Clown
My cat thought he was a clown
And every time I did set down
He always likes to take his nose
And rub it softly against my toes.
When he will rub against my feet
That means it is time to eat;
For food, has learned how to beg
By rubbing against my leg.
One more thought to me did occur
If I say pretty please will he purr;
Then he said it was time for bed
But first he wanted to be fed.
Jim Horn
Bolivia, NC
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It broke her heart
when Franco died
he’d been her soul mate
wed over fifty years
he’d been her life
For her Franco
she had a ritual
lit a candle every night
so he would know
how much she missed him
Today would be a special day
she felt it when she closed her eyes
wouldn’t be lighting any candle
she took her one last breath
set down the path to join her Franco
AP: 2nd place 2021, Honorable Mention 2021
Wondrous cross*…
bearing the Saviour
…life for me!
Cross of life…
Christ’s redemption-grant
…great triumph!
With God’s love…
cross I do carry
…for His name!
*Hebrews 12:2 Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.
October 30, 2019
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What do I really mean?
when I say 'hope that helps?'
Words set down lightly,
in a quiet, thoughtful way.
What do these three words convey?
Who does the helping—
'Me','Hope' or the Words I say?
The line is unclear—
A helping hand in the fray?
or hope, that 'Hope', finds 'its' way.
Line left in the tray
loosens from what's intended.
As hope fills the gap—
weaving in what I couldn't say,
to complete my lame answer.
The long wooden box
Was gently set down
As dirt was packed from the earth
To fill up the earth
Black coats and umbrellas
Huddled together under the rain
Watched on in silence
Not a word to be uttered
I, in their midst
Looked up but couldn't see
Clenching my fist
I knew I had to stay strong
But, a trickle of water
Found its way out of my eyes
And rolling gently down my face
Fell on top of the long wooden box
His name is Christopher
He is the child of my recently deceased best friend
Without his dad alive
He couldn't find a beginning or an end
He stayed with me
Night after night
Finally he asked to live here
Because my family love isn't a fight
I love him as my own
Just as all my others
There's nothing more hurtful
Than absent Mothers
We set down the rules
Some simple goals to achieve
The death of Dan is real
But we will start new, happy memories
I got the chills
The shivers
The shakes
My cheese chattered
I crossed my pepperoni
Frozen like a popsicle
I hid myself in the far back
of the icy dungeon under a hamburger pizza
How about a pizza? A giant asked.
The door opened.
The giant reached in and plucked me out
I was set down on a wire rack in a warm sauna
A wonderful warm sauna.
A door slammed
It got really dark.
Dark as the freezer, but warmer.
I began to smile.
Warming up all over....
Walking by faith, not sight
pursuing heavenly venture
fulfilling what’s impossible
midst doubts’ obscurity
expecting great triumphant end
looking unto Jesus Christ*
the Author and Finisher of God-pleasing faith!
*Hebrews 12:2 Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.
May 15, 2019