Short Shelley Poems

climbing Spanish steps in footsteps of Keats and Shelley...

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Poet Percy Bysshe Shelleyys
a bit of a rebel was he
A tragic bio truth to tell
drowning in his boat 'Ariel'...

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It's said that the poet Shelley
Lived over a Brooklyn Deli
In that abode
He penned his Ode
To Peanut Butter and Jelly...

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They teased Percy Bysshe Shelley
   about his middle name
Mine, Shmuel, is no less strange
   ~ though it's yet to lead to fame...

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Leigh Hunt son of a preacher man
libelling Prince Regent ending in the 'can'
Consistently championed Byron&Shelley
a poet ogf Peace undoubtly...

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SHELLEY Poetical Essay




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Mary Godwin -- soon to be Shelley --
Writing with Percy, Byron and Polidori
To create the scariest horror story,
Gave life to a monster of immortal glory....

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Blip

This is a short poem. 
Not a long one like the rest. 
(not haiku)
This is about time, 
and saying a lot in a small space.
Updates to follow.
Be quiet... (calm)

?...

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At eighty-seven well past my prime
Can you believe it no long can rhyme
Even Shelly and Keats
Have hung up their cleats
Each had hoped for a life more sublime...

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Squashing Sasquatch sounds squeamish said Silly Sally... 
When Shelley Sheen said she'd seen Sasquatch squashed 


Tongue Twister Poetry Contest 
Sponsor: Joe Sandler 
12/27/2020...

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Yesterday

We 
that can remember
keep-alive
those that have been forgotten,
in the small room,
the place in our hearts,
where God 
plants the best flowers,
and no tears…
fall....

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Shelley, my sweet loving daughter-in-law
Is having a tough time with a physical flaw
A very strong sweetie
Impressed by this chickadee
Never known anyone with so much hutzpah...

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Longing

Little mermaid on the rock, 
Wishing and wondering, 
What it would be like, 
just to walk?

Little girl in a chair, 
riding around on wheels of air…
Wondering; what it is like… to feel?...

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Singing birds emerging.
Pretty flowers are blooming.
Rabbits are hopping.
In spring things start living.
Nests of eggs are cracking.
Gardens are now growing.

Written Date: 1/21/2020
Acrostic Rhyme Poem...

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925

They are pure silver, 
and have no idea. 
They are humble and kind, 
pray for each other, 
and welcome strangers.

Yet polished or aged, 
vintage of freshly fired, 
the address is the same. 

925...

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Don’t carry rope to a hanging valley
                          Have a date when you’re in a dale
                           Don’t sell sea shells to Mr. Shelley
                   Don’t attach male’s tale to a female’s email....

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Grief

God gave me an angel, 
a wife, 
a helpmate.
I had no idea the worth of that gift, 
bestowed upon my unworthy life.

Regret has nothing to do 
with the sister of joy.  
Loss is the little brother, 
of the spoiled....

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"V"irus now controlling the world.
"I"n every home changes are coming.
"R"un to the store to get what you need.
"U"se peace not fear to escape the stress.
"S"un rises, sun sets with more deaths each day.

Date Written: 3/13/2020...

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Whisper
 
A subtle current,
a fierce expression,
of a gentle feeling, 
wild,
powerful, 
no longer held contained 
by any restraint. 
 
Not weak, as may be expected, 
but the very difference...
between life and death. 

Listen....

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A Blip Offering

I
we
they
and...

a show
a play
a picnic
an event

chaos
loss
grief
love
laughter

joy
connection
wisdom
truth

stranger
family
friend
soul mate

God


(free verse until it is no longer free...)...

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A sunny day for you,
a sunny day for me.
A day to say,
I love you.
A day for you to say,
you love me too.

Written Date: 3/31/2020

Honorable Mention     BRIAN'S SELECT 9, any form, any theme Contest Judged:6/9/2020 Sponsored by: Brian Strand...

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My Best 
"She is a flower..."

Pink roses, 
not the big ones, 
not the small ones, 
not the buds or full blooms. 
No. 
Not one of them. 

All of them!

Pick them fresh, 
and make a bouquet, 
that I can take to my friend, 
on her special day....

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Reader Rabbit

Toward the end of a book,
we tend to speed up, 
in anticipation of the climatic finish. 

Yet sadly, 
the build-up...
was the part we savored, 
on the perfect path
to the right...
final, 
and everlasting
word(s).

The beginning....

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In the cold space,
between the ceiling and the rafters, 
angels drift like butterflies, 
ever answering the calls, 
of both hope and sorrow! 

A mother's song, 
a father's whisper. 
A loved one lost, and one born.
Close to heaven and ever nearer to hell....

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My best friend Moved Away

Shelley Sjolseth moved away
My best friend with eyes blue gray
Had a crazy basement house
Sneaked as quiet as a mouse
Shelley played the games I like 
Hiked and had a shiny bike
Shelley, Shelley, miss you so
Where in this big world did you go?...

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