Short Shuddering Poems
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a simple sunrise
naked branches shuddering
in December air
promises of snow blizzard
fill young 'uns hearts with wonder
sad little sparrow;
shuddering from climbing cat
tweeting can't get me
10/2/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Yearning deep
Leaves cracking
Pain shuddering
Hearts beat
Touches spark
Wild teeth
Run fast
Forest fire
Nothing waits
Everything ages
All the fluttering flicks of the dewy-leaved trees
Send showering silvers to kiss and please,
But our lips, slim smit in the midst of these,
Send shuddering shudderings right through our knees!
All the fluttering flicks of the dewy-leaved trees
Send showering silvers to kiss and please,
But our lips, slim smit in the midst of these,
Send shuddering shudderings right through our knees!
Cold as the winter was your farewell
Freezing the most profound of the soul
Leaving a hollow emptiness behind
Shuddering with heart rending intensity
Nayda Ivette
12-20-2015
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Swans steam across the lake.
Streaming in, heads held high.
Strung out in single file.
Stippling surface with wakes.
Signaling flock to join.
Sensing storm clouds brewing,
Shuddering storm ahead.
Her hairwindy willowsflowing feverishlya shuddering child at her feetloves dreams 5/27/2017
All violet, among, the sky color
Hot, below, walking, among the windy
I am sparkling, about the air
Extremely quiet, among the fantasy
Shuddering, beneath the blowing
Head-in-clouds, I a dreaming
Of my 'resting in peace*Father, spiriting
I refuse to
pull you still
your smiles long
your secret will
consume me
mirror machine
on Baltic wings
shuddering songs
that lovers sing
remove me
steal my breath
and hold your own
waltzing walls
with umbrage thrown
release me
Form:
~Hope~
( American Diamante)
HOPE
FULFILLMENT,DESIRE
LONGING,EXPECTING,WISHING
TRUTH,BELIEF,FAITH,INSPIRATION,
SHAKING,SHUDDERING,COWERING
PANIC,FRIGHT
FEAR
Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
copyright@2003
October.17.2015
They said I needed help.
They admitted me to the
ward of madness and shoved
pills into me that made me a
scarecrow. A man of straw
shuddering in the wind as
weak as my resolve to be me.
I never came to life again.
I died in bright light at peace.
The crows sent me on my way.
Serendipity rounded the corner on two wheels
Screeching and shuddering as she attempted to wake me
Trixie my persnickety muse lulled me back to sleep with dream drops.
I woke up in a panic ten minutes later
Again hearing the ending line of the best poem ever
Forgotten again today
The taste of wild blackberries on her lips,
And the grains of vanilla on her cheek,
The tingle of brambles brushed my eyes
When I kissed the velvet physique.
A tang on the tongue of aniseed
When shuddering gasped a torrid peak,
The taste of wild blackberries then once more
And vanilla on her cheek.
I am not body lingering at night
My husband says "you are never there"
I agree, for I am gone.
When I hit the body so hard that I wake up shuddering and shaking
Why I do not slow the soul down prior to reentry
I do not know
I suspect it has something to do with my lack of patience
And my child-like self
Shuddering on the hallway steps
smoking far too many cigarettes
drug deprivied
withdrawling all sleep back under the bed
entering slowly the eye of the hurricane
still cursed
with the agonizing after effects
that inescsapable
sick shadow of a man reaching for a perpetualy
shifting end
Fear is running
In the opposite direction
When you see a dog
Fear is
Not knowing if you will awake
The next day
Fear is screaming
When you see a spider
Fear is shuddering
When you see a snake
Fear is
Not knowing when you will have your next meal
Fear is whatever a human-being
Says it is
Our lives brittle and incoherent
time whips away chunk after chunk
seconds seem longer when you are older
gnarled fingers holding onto the mist
eyes that show a story nearly done
a soul panting and shuddering
exhausted and spent
all of your knowledge, lost in a haze
as you soldier on with the last of your days
bounty bicycle belched
in crimson crest
wielding moaning wheels
of saucy spree:
taunted tracks moan
tainted tyre's moor
fiery feelings fondling
per punctured pills
merging mystic mist
hideous hood hankering
with halts shuddering
like triturated ****
"roll'n rustic rims
felon wind riding."
'20:01:21:05:33
Jealousy never did aid me in any accomplishments
Under the horror of too many emotions, I get flustered
Given problems to solve, I am stifled and stilted
A quintessential blubbering shuddering mess of myself
All the resources in the world could not free me up
Did you take the last candle? I thought it might solve this puzzle.
whirring warning whooshing
gaunt gores filling
damped darkness dug
pulpy pair's lust
tactic twain tumbling
over hideous heels
airy atmosphere puking
voluptuous vile vying
per punctured pelvic
skeptical soles shuddering
la-de-da limbs lustrating
felon nature's priest
war met will
one other killed.
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shuddering
feverish excitement
round and round
my woozy head
as soft lips assault
will not
say no
cunning fingers
awake
pearl’s
reverberate frail tide
oh, so gently
sensual pleasure;
addicted beyond crazy
9/16/2020
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i miss you
so much more than
words could ever tell
a throbbing ache
throughout my body
resonating shuddering
how i need you near
what cruel fate
tore us apart
leaving me abandoned
to face a darkened future
only the thought of your touch
brings comfort to my heart
endless tears refusing to subside
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Strangling in the life of miseries
Grieving on the irreplaceable lose
Ocean of memories entangled within
Tears of love poured on me
Hands that locked me into a sudden embrace
My heart skipped a beat
Shuddering on that tight chest
Crushing out my bones
Squeezing out my ocean of tears.
Then he whispered in my ears that,
Sometimes its okay to be not okay!!
home
in the dark I close my eyes and listen to the house
noises
shuddering about me
the house settles back down after the bustle of us
coming in
bringing cold air and loud noises
the couch folds me in and I sink in
thinking
I may not make it to bed tonight
I may wake here when the sun shines in the big window
where now
if I opened my eyes
I'd see stars
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