Short Sharpening Poems

I'll cry about it,
my loss, my disappointments-
Sharpening my tools....

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Soldier on parole
Didn’t listen wife's gay songs
Sharpening the sword,...

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Thinking off the cusp,
Sharpening virgin wisdom
For the world to read....

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The look on your face
The roll of your eyes, you are
sharpening your tongue...

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Temptation is the sharpening stone of Transgression's dagger!




© Demetrios Trifiatis
   24 November 2022...

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Fanaticism is the sharpening stone of ignorance's sword of intolerance! 










© Demetrios Trifiatis
        29 July 2018...

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Cooling moon shivers
Between sharpening mountains;
My lone watch begins --
All thoughts carried far away...
Just twigs upon the river....

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unemployed thorns wait
sharpening their re’sume’s
                                    ………hope springs eternal


John G. Lawless
©3/24/2022...

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stealthy Aunt Caren
a text from favorite niece
cat sharpening claws
with nail file

keep an eye on Mom
not to worry dear
she is in my sights
unaware of course...

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Competition ...
what keeps us alive
Sharpening our edges
fueling our drive

Setting new benchmarks
pushing the bar
Forever defining
— just who we are

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
...

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Whittling the point
paring it down
cutting the volume
honing the sound

Sharpening each line
words drop and fall
meaning to thunder
— lightning recalled 

(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)
...

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Gray misty mountains
Cold light drifting 
Frost sharpening the air
Twilight steeples
Piercing the sky
White laces the land
Hearth’s smoke drifts like ghosts
Ice crystals dance
Winter icy fingers grasp...

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Primeing the pump:
the time i spent looking over the ocean,
finding peace.
Sharpening the ax:
the time i spent amongst the tall green trees,
finding me.
Cleaning the lens:
the time I spent looking up at the stars
and finding
galaxies....

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Recollecting the thoughts
Exercising the fingers
Sharpening the eyes
I wonder why?

Stable it has become
Smoothly it has come
Aggressively it has conquered
I wonder why?

Should worry be a norm?
Would worry be a norm?
Could worry be a norm?
I wonder why?...

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NEW AGE DYNAMICS 1


New age ethos drives
Urgency here and now
As this weary world
Morphs a new vitality
A sharpening stone
For blunt knives
To cut cleanly away 
Old hangovers
And dangling debris

~~~~~~~~~



Leon Enriquez
03 October 2019
Singapore...

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under the bed
and in the closet 
they gnash their teeth

sharpening their fangs
so they can chew my flesh as I sleep
i stay awake as long as I can shivering in fear

finally drifting off the dreamland
as i begin to close my eyes
the closet door starts to open...

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Intense black cat
Penetrating ebony eyes
sharpening his claws

in his comfort place
fading into the dusk
pumpkins for cover

spider scuttles past
afraid of feline giant
not realizing she is safe

feline is silent
still as granite
waiting for something furry with a tail...

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my plane crashed
on my way to see
my crush so now
on a desert isle i
'm sharpening a
stick into a spear
for though a veg
etarian i wouldn't
dare eat a berry or
any greens knowing
nothing about local
things but damn well
know what a wild pig
would taste like cook
ed over a fire on a spit...

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One moment east of twilight
Shadows outdistance the sun
Sharpening peaks and hallows,
Honed against the sparks of light.
Deep in the brow of the silence
I stand to watch the moonrise,
Overtaken by the dark





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For Contest : 215
Sponsor: Brian Strand...

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Soil,
Don't be fertile more,
Don't be a mother;
Child-traffickers, like mad dogs,
are moving everywhere.

Don't conceive any green more,
Don't conceive any forest;
The blue-eyed woodcutters, like butchers,
are sharpening their axes.

O Soil,
Rather become a desolate graveyard,
Rather become a melancholic desert....

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Soil,
Don't be fertile more,
Don't be a mother;
Child-traffickers, like mad dogs,
are moving everywhere.

Don't conceive any green more,
Don't conceive any forest;
The blue-eyed woodcutters, like butchers,
are sharpening their axes.

O Soil,
Rather become a desolate graveyard,
Rather become a melancholic desert....

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Is when mission impossible takes place
Is when control of the mind is a effort
Is when sharpening of the pencil is a chore

Is where there is a pause
Is where there is to be continued
Is where there is a yield sign

Is when creativity becomes a sleeping duck
Is when the taste buds becomes numb
Is when the eyes becomes unfocused...

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In the search for Crazy Horse,
  I found myself

He freed my voice,
  as he opened up my heart

Sharpening my words
  like the tip of his lance

Leading me through the forest
  back into the light

Across the wide prairie
  where the winds blow free

The sun not only rising
  —but pointing the way

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)...

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He took a Bite
I died that very night
the Sun hurts my eyes
His curse never lies
crawling spiders,spooky laughter
Guess he knows what VICTIM he is after
Step out on the dance floor
Saturday's WITCHING & I'M DEAD forevermore
Sharpening the teeth as the blood is awaiting beneath
My soul has been taken higher
Since I started dancing with the Vampire...

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A sky of angry screeching,
demanding;
like a raptor in the wind.
Doesn't have the impact
that simple warbling brings.

With fear of cruel words spoken,
love retracts,
like claws on birds of prey;
and all I loved about you
has now flown far away.

Predatory words can rip,
into beings
lovelorn at their peak.
Not accomplishing anything but
the sharpening of the beak....

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