Short Setting Up Poems
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cold front moving through
heavy snowstorm approaching
darkening shadows
grocery with empty shelves
setting up zig-saw puzzle
written January 14, 2022
divine magnetism that enlivens our soul
cajoles presence to compose a bliss beat
in sublime sacred geometry that makes us whole
dancing to a rhythm radiating love’s heat
so simply by setting up a wave of pure intent
light strobes emanate as we follow the scent
REVERSE WORD POETRY
To use the vernacular, god!',
my friend shouts at a yob.
He's not alone he has his dog,
the yob was his young boy.
Friend Dave was setting up a trap,
we were out on the moor.
Trapping, no, I did not take part,
I left, gave him some room!
Form:
under thinning treetops
rime is setting up to grow
each one walks his single trail
I’d like to breathe a window
into your ice-flower-eyes
detecting sparks of color
in the stock of your seasons
you deny my coming close
the frost might keep us tied
ossified right at the touch
The key to happiness is to stop looking for such key
Cause no such key unlocks the happiness you seek
Your “key” is to shuteye for a key
Make your key to your lock
To expect is to dream
And to dream is to expect
Setting up standards you don't need nor deserve
Because to expect less is to want less
To want less you receive more
A PAINTING.
Creating and recreating
Shapes of desire
A cunning way to rest
My tired brain, painting
Coloured to aspire
A curve to be hugged
A corner to be embraced.
Murmuring song of
Past remembrance
Mind ravaged in situ.
Energising the hand
To ask for spirit’s favour
Setting up an arrangement
To trap myself aflame
Within a creative frame.
we were laughing on the street.The cars kept coming and quite conversations passed us
by.The diners were all closing and the bars were just setting up.They gave us a dirty
look but i didnt know because i was content.My thoughts were with you.And in the dusk
and cool nauatical breeze,i breathed you in.Life.Disaster.Hope and
hopelesness.
Form:
Perseverance, ingenuity: hallmarks of great mind...
Examples which we Earthlings are expecting more to find.
As NASA's news now streams from Mars, where there is little air
And yet they're setting up the helicopter dispatched there.
With AIR as so essential for the flight of an AIRcraft
We'll see if JPL designers are clever - or just daft!
I am thirty minutes early to my doctor’s appointment
a yearly welfare check to see if I am suicidal or whatever
Employees arrive along with me, carrying things here and there
Setting up their work stations for the day
Putting toilet paper in the bathrooms
Reminds me of a frenzied hill of frazzled ants
I keep my head down, writing feverishly
What's this?
Pure bliss
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Setting up my YouTube channel is a nightmare
As I’m techy challenged and want to swear
But you poetry soupers have inspired me
To grow and take strokes in social media sea
It’s pretty basic not much there but dreams
My dragon stew animation and a song I sing
Once it’s a bit more than bones to pick
I’ll write another poem and tell you about it
I love to wake up early
To greet the brand-new day.
The streets are calm and quiet,
Setting up for come-what-may.
I cannot quite relate to
Those who loll around in bed.
The morning beckons and there is
So much to do instead.
Though night owls would argue,
Which should come as no surprise,
For me, it's early to my bed
So I can early rise.
A PAINTING.
Creating and recreating
Shapes of desire
A cunning way to rest
My tired brain, painting
Coloured to aspire
A curve to be hugged
A corner to be embraced.
Murmuring song of
Past remembrance
Mind ravaged in situ.
Energising the hand
To ask for spirit’s favour
Setting up an arrangement
To trap myself aflame
Within a creative frame.
A PAINTING.
Creating and recreating
Shapes of desire
A cunning way to rest
My tired brain, painting
Coloured to aspire
A curve to be hugged
A corner to be embraced.
Murmuring song of
Past remembrance
Mind ravaged in situ.
Energising the hand
To ask for spirit’s favour
Setting up an arrangement
To trap myself aflame
Within a creative frame.
There are aberrations we wish to correct,
in this lucid dream of life to sets wrongs right
but since we know the law of cause and effect,
fulcrum of our actions must be from the light.
Setting up love’s intent wave, in the vast void,
essence of soul’s presence, pure and unalloyed,
co-creates thus with God, strobes of light divine,
designed to transform souls who choose to align.
My Poems On Deaf Ears
If all of my poems on minute ears did fall,
You can change and use any name at all;
Spirits brighten;
Others enlighten;
Start reading my poems and do not stall.
If you do not like me using Trump add
any other name you like, prefer or want
to or desire when pants are on fire and
listen to Flynn and Trump who are both
a liar of their own setting up an empire.
Jim Horn
If ever there was a time to dust off the recipe book,
For extra food to look,
And get a pen and paper out,
To make a list of all who are about,
Even those who you tend to doubt,
To promote your peaceful shout.
Time and time again,
There has been much to gain,
From setting up a spread,
Where talk of peace can be heard,
And trust can be earned,
Where prayer is mutually joined
Before the cutting of the joint.
Where is My Blessing
immediately when I woke up
I was told not to give up
I just remembered my dream
setting up my own stystem
that my blessing will provide
then pain and sorrow hide
because of the divine power
that secure me every hour
until I see blessing and grace
that will help me to win this race
against all problems and strife
until I see joy in my whole life.
God is my Blessing.
Drencho POET Loads.
Romance is a science:
it’s all about some equation,
not necessarily based on calculation,
but certainly on chemistry
(which is a mystery),
strengthened by physics,
particularly by conduction and radiation,
thereby forming an electromagnetic field,
which facilitates certain biochemical reactions,
setting up and, in turn, accelerated
by a rhythmic process,
which may lead to reproduction!
***
Composed on July 27, 2017
Fanciful imagination and conjecture reaffirmed and thus reinforced, setting up a vibration resulting in manifestation of reality wherein we are the co-creator of both actor on stage as well as director backstage, with the actor in hypnotic trance believing himself to be the free willed doer and performer of the script already pre-written by himself.
‘Who am I?’ I ask
Unattached to any task
In blissfulness bask
15-August-2020
the spiritual heart
conjoined with the physical
radiates a compelling silent hum
even as the head ovoid glistens in bliss
enlivened spine radiates cool heat
whilst over front the energy grid
anchors power at the navel
soles of feet and palms
act as outposts of the glow
all nodes in unison invoking grace
setting up an intent wave from the heart
in childlike playfulness by presence
as both the subject and object
creator and the recipient
The skies filled bulbously with
gray-filled clouds.
We rested on God's daisy blanket,
laughing out loud.
Some nice fresh water from God's
own sink?
We laid back in utter joy, setting up
glasses to catch such a blessed...
Heavenly drink.
September 24, 2019
Flights set me free in my mindset
Troubles a'comin in the rearview
Dear, how do you remain so kind?
Setting up a chartered flight so clear
Heaven's my destination soon near
I'm going to make the call a lil later
The office isn't open at the moment
Flights aren't free and seems they cater
To the rich in spirit and I must lament;
I'm broke right now, and completely spent
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For Francine's English Quintain contest
Written: 12/9/11
By: Tim B.
En route to dinner in Toronto,
We were slightly shocked
To realize that our street
Was very slowly being blocked.
A film crew started setting up
As we sat down to eat
And that was when we noticed
New York taxis on the street!
I asked what they were filming.
"Suits," he answered in reply.
I've never seen the show
But when it's on next time, I'll try.
We ate our meal while gazing at
A phony New York mile.
Tomorrow, when we're back at home,
We'll think of it and smile.
Here they come, the glamor divas with fabulous clothes.
Who will stay the latest is a tossup, none of us knows.
Gemini is wearing a glitzy headdress sprinkled with rhinestones.
Georgia is setting up the slam to awe us with her brilliant poems.
Gemini’s red satin gown is made by Bob Mackie naturally.
Low cut and scintillating it makes a splash on reality TV.
Georgia is throwing out metaphors in a fabulous display.
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