Short Seventeenth Poems
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On March seventeenth
St. Patrick’s day once again
Celebrated world wide
Wearing ‘o the green is seen
Cause Paddy drove out those snakes
Form:
L-and, earth, and dust
A-re all there to view;
L-ooking at them to learn
A-re they, me, and
Y-ou.
U-nless September seventeenth
M-akes us completely trust;
P-erseverance will be in vain,
A-s we are all
D-ust.
D-awn begins to open
Y-our heart and your mind;
A-pril seventeenth Monday,
N-ight chill is far behind.
P-ure delight and rapture
R-emain in the blue heaven;
A-fter the dusk disappears,
D-awn begins to
O-pen.
J-ust let God help you find,
E-arly seventeenth of February,
Z-one of missing piece that offers eternal glory.
B-e a zealous seeker,
R-ight way isn't left behind;
U-se the light from above,
L-et God help you find.
J-ust let Friday morn break,
E-arly seventeenth February;
Z-enith awaits the noon to share the glorious glee.
B-eneath the wide clear sky,
R-ise of the sun begins;
U-se the beach soft sand,
L-eave all your footprints.
Lost in love’s valley
Like fragrance of a rose
In the morning breeze
I’ll not be I then
I’ll then be you.
(Inspired by the seventeenth century mystic poet
of Sindh Shah Abdul Latif Bhitai’s poetry)
Sintra, Portugal 25/01/15
C-heerful celebration
O-f birth is also delightful;
L-et seventeenth September
E-xplain why the day is
M-eaningful.
E-xcitement in the event
B-rings a million mirth;
I-t's a big joyful occasion,
D-elightful celebration
O-f birth.
It's a seventeenth-century term for a young man
lazily wasting time nothing better to do than
to hang; used by an older person
who's talking about a young person
who behaves boldly despite being inexperienced man.
~X~X~X~
spider scarecrow girl was the most original being in the corn.
She tried to get attention, but she was the seventeenth child born.
Her family already had sixteen spider scarecrow girls before her.
They had been hoping for a boy, they would have named him Burr.
F-riday November seventeenth,
R-emain strong with energy;
E-levate your faith, hope, and love,
D-on't turn away from the
A-lmighty.
T-urn not a deaf ear to the Father,
O-beying not the false gods;
R-emain steadfast and firm,
I-n spite of the
O-dds.
E-arly seventeenth January morn,
D-elightful day begins to break;
E-xpression of sheer happiness
M-akes your heart far from the ache.
E-ndowed with good and merry mood,
E-verybody is gladly singing;
L-aughter lasts till nighttime, from sunrise to evening.
two women roam this parking lot
looking for a good place to park
this is their third pass by
they might think I am leaving
I am staying
writing in my car until my friends get here
they might be in the restaurant already
I will go in when I go in
This is my seventeenth poem today
I am aiming for twenty
Back in Vegas
Back in Vegas
the Place: to be?
I have to be
back in Vegas
Professional obligations
demand my presence
No gambling but
work-life balancing
No casinos but
calculating rewards
Neither money lost
nor my face
Here in Vegas
the Place: you bet!
E-arly morn has broken,
R-ising sun is so bright;
R-ainy evening is over,
O-ne dawn sees the
L-ight.
P-assing dark shadows
O-f the night are lonely;
R-ays up above shine
T-o make you feel happy.
U-nder the wide blue sky,
G-ray clouds disappear;
A-pril seventeenth day
L-ets me make my mind clear.
A-s you wake seventeenth January,
N-ight chill and rain vanish;
N-ew dawn has broken, haze and mist diminish;
C-oal clouds Tuesday
A-re nowhere in sight;
L-ight in the blue sky
D-enies the Monday twilight.
I-t's a beautiful morn,
T-he beacon begins to rise;
O-pen the door and keep the blaze in your eyes.
R-ight thing to do
O-n the seventeenth of May;
D-o it with faith in God,
R-eading the Father's way.
I-t's the right thing to do,
G-od wants you to follow;
O-bey His holy word, letting your light stay aglow.
R-emain firm and steady,
U-sing the faith so true;
B-raving the bleak horizon
I-s the right thing to do.
D-ream will come true,
A-im to reach your goal;
N-ever let doubt get
I-nto your heart and soul.
E-arly seventeenth of August,
L-et the faith bring energy;
L-et the hope encourage you,
E-nding the woes and worry.
Y-our love and devotion
M-ake you safe from harm;
A-lmighty God gives you
S-hot in the
A-rm.
A-wait the moonrise,
R-ising above so fine;
I-n the ray of light I pen
E-ach and every
L-ine.
H-ow amazing is the moonrise,
I-n seventeenth November;
G-reet and meet the silence
U-ntil you go to slumber.
I-n the brightness of day, serenity excites our eyes;
T-hink of the cool quiet sky, await the moonrise.
Roses are red, but we cannot deliberate any further the traits of the bed
Rue, due to the sea blue, replica of brotha, anew view, as Olivia is misled
What is being said? The criteria my sugar sweet is comedy, for he is a she
You might get angry or find this funny, gender, crazy. It was the seventeenth century
Form:
E-arly seventeenth February,
D-usk and darkness depart;
I-t's a lovely Friday,
T-he morn warms your
H-eart.
G-leams from the beacon
O-bliterate the night;
N-ew dawn has broken,
Z-enith denies the twilight.
A-llow the sun to shine;
L-et him show his glory;
E-njoy the open waters,
Z-one of beach in Miami.
G-od's voice is clear,
I-t orders you to give
N-othing but glory
A-nd praise as you believe.
F-rom the heavens above,
A-lmighty God is calling,
U-sing His holy words,
S-o you'll receive His blessing.
T-he seventeenth of July
I-s making cloud disappear;
N-ever ignore the message,
O-ne God's voice is clear.
J-ust let the Friday come,
E-rasing the Thursday night;
A-llow the new dawn break,
N-o more lonely twilight.
M-orn March seventeenth
E-ndorses not the gray;
N-either dusk nor dark
D-elays the light of day.
O-pen your eyes to the sky,
Z-enith meets the beacon;
A-llow your life to go on, walk the bright horizon.
A-s the twilight is gone,
N-ew dawn comes next;
A-s the fog Friday fades,
L-ight reaches the apex.
I-t's early March seventeenth,
Z-enith awaits the beacon;
A-nother day has broken, bringing warmth to the horizon.
A-fter the dusk disappears,
B-eautiful morn has won;
O-bliterating the night, as the twilight is gone.
M-orn seventeenth February
A-ims to meet the light;
R-ising sun Friday keeps
Y-ou away from the night.
A-fter the Thursday twilight,
R-ed beacon begins to rise;
D-arkness has turned
I-nto warm and bright skies.
L-et the alarm wake her up,
L-et the dawn see her aura;
O-ne woman is so cool,
S-itting on a soft sofa.
M-aking no mistake
H-as resulted to right choice;
A-llow the Lord to hear
Y-our heart and your voice.
F-eel free to ask God,
A-pril seventeenth Monday;
J-ust close both your eyes,
A-nd put the doubt away.
R-emain faithful and true,
D-on't let your conviction break;
O-pen your life to truth, in making no mistake.