Short Sheeting Poems

Huddled
together black
umbrellas mob the hearse-
in sheeting rain,they separate
in twos....

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huddled 
from the sheeting rain
umbrellas circle the hearse..
in twos
they slowly depart...

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huddled together
from the sheeting rain
the unbrellas mob the hearse-
then in twos
slowly separate...

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Rock Hardon just called a staff meeting
To hear a complaint about cheating 
Our Xerox machine
Could not be wiped clean
So privates were publicly sheeting...

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Home at last, home at last, home at last!
upon my favorite white pillow
encouraging me to dream
giving me solitude
letting me relax
welcoming me
white sheeting
cool
crisp...

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Young Peter destroyed his bed sheeting
So he could go out trick or treating
His mother went mad
And so did his dad
Their language is not worth repeating!...

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huddled together
from the sheeting rain
the unbrellas mob the hearse-
then in twos
slowly separate

NOTE:Essentially a tanka in English is a 3 line hiku(SHOW)& a 2 line couplet (TELL) comment...

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huddled together
from the sheeting rain
the unbrellas mob the hearse-
then in twos
slowly separate

NOTE:A tanka in English is essentially a 3 line hiku(SHOW)with a couplet amplification (TELL)...

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soft shearling sheeting
	shivering shimmering snow ~
		seasonal savior

Inspired by but not entered in* the Ice, Snow or Frost Haiku Poetry Contest sponsored by Tania Kitchin

*I was just too dang slow in deciding which one to enter! LOL...

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Berry Stained Sheets

She, she alone has set my heart free.
Her loveliness now given freely to me.
Our lasting bond forever defined
Eating raspberries from parts aligned.
With laughing memories repeating 
Of berry stained under sheeting.
The heat of her voluptuous body
Pressed close to mine.
Oh God in heaven
Be there no end to this glorious time....

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During enduring winter rain
the small bird cheeping

his only wish of certain warmth
ducks out of the sheeting rain - each
 
grain aimed an icy dart poignantly
tipped with a hardening past -

into the chimney duct through
too-small a hole for use again,

tweaking his wish to certain flames,
some sorta luck, and, suddenly drained,

              to sync with the rain...

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Liberty island stands the presence of she

This green goddess

A gift, to an amazing country

 

Presented from France in 1886

In New York harbour 

Where she graciously sits

 

Her body of, pure copper sheeting

When you arrived by ship

Your first American greeting

 

America, this greatest of Nation

The more i think, gives me warm sensation

This indigenous land, modern and free

The lady with the torch

Statue Of Liberty...

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Can you hear the heart beat in the trees 
Mimicking me praise reports embracing the symphony.
You are the words captivating me
You heal me
You speak with a profound illicit beat
Intimate with me
Walk on the ground surface cemented deep
You complete me
Whole fractions equally unique
You include me
Smelling the sweet savor of honey suckle emancipate me
Streams of lights within independent sand sheeting seeing me
Into me I see 
Visual mirrors cracked releasing me
To see
Me...

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