Short Shifts Poems
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observing hesitancy
camouflaged with a smile
the onus shifts to us
to rekindle vibrancy of joy
with sparkle of innocence
she love to sit
and do this
while she dip
the chair shifts
and rock non stop
she still has long hair
in her
MAMA ROCKING CHAIR
I watch them as the conversation shifts, chattering chameleons, changing the shades of interpretation to suit their "narrative".
Air blows, water flows,
mist shifts, cloud lifts,
it appears and disappears,
now here, then there.
fantastic magical unicorn.
change
flowers
withering
splendor ending
summer is ending
winds will pick up
leaves will fly
autumn~
shifts
Remember
One
Thing
Everything
is
Finite
EVEN YOUR FEELINGS
Patience
and
Behold
Tomorrow
shifts
colour
Trump's Security Clearance is void
And a Florida judge is annoyed
She wanted to see
How Trump's latest plea
Shifts the blame to an FBI droid
once we see
who we are
life view shifts
all are one
one is all
light of Self
every realm
or domain
is but thought
22-March-2023
Tricube
i like the way
a painting
changes
day to night
i like to write
a poem
that shifts
in different light
2/27/2019
It shifts by edge of the sea
Bringing light unknown to me
A lighthouse beams so brightly
Having eyes of gold
Russell Sivey
RAIN
River dancers on the shingles
Attenuating rhythmic shifts
Icy shivery down neck tingles
Nuances of seasoned riffs
John G. Lawless
10/23/2015
Power shifts from points
Capital demands profit
We are just puppets
Nature revolts through tremors
Towering greeds - shatter down
20.01.16
vibrational shifts creates soul’s music
through senses pervading organic form
magnetic heat peaks, heart is delighted
our presence remains centred in the storm
"Shifts.."
In perception
Seem to happen
Unpredictably
Immediately as
Nothing appears..
Astoundingly
Without instruction
Without fanfare...
As nurses hurry to their shifts
and a lady in a wheelchair waits at curbside,
we sit together among blossoming trees
in this spot of sun
between hospital and home.
The droop of purple foxgloves lift.
The uptick of balm a gift.
The shape of eyes suddenly shifts
On the brooding workplace clock.
4/27/2019
The stream, a phantom in my hand,
I clench; the liquid's gone, unmanned.
To hold what shifts beyond recall,
Is chasing silence through a wall.
David B Hurlburt Jr.
a digit shifts
conjuring hope
sans our resolve
so we raise a toast
to the powers that be
without any clarity
on what we seek
for we know not
who we are
30-December-2022
A poetess once told me,
"Power shifts balance all the time
Empires crumble
Wealth and greatness shades too.
The only prosperity you can bed forever is love."
So i married her.
Something shifts in the airscape
Like Lady Guabancex’s angry storm
Then wild winds spin around and dance
Becoming a beautifully chaotic song
Of our vastly ever-changing universe.
Heart
Flutters
Agitates
For expansion
Lunging at illusions ephemeral
Eternal not found in the external
Search shifts within
Tranquil calm
Clear light
Dawns
17-October-2020
A small warmth
rises beneath thought~
a single beam
finding its way
through mist.
A leaf shifts.
No wind.
Only the air
leaning.
You step.
The path
brightens
by one shade.
Gone as quickly as you come,
things change with time and distance.
Slow chaotic confusion,
shifts in our atmosphere.
It will be awhile before I see you again
after tonight…
It always is.
They come
These thoughts
Ride the pillows of a dream
Torture
The befuddled muse
Drift
In a silent darkness
Dampen
The pillow
With muttered
Apologies.
John G. Lawless
©8/13/2023
fantastic
in Troy the punctuation shifts
Greek passages
The giant unmovable constant stone
My island
My skin
My home
Moon shone tree root Clone
warm fingers
through the night