Short Shushed Poems

I
don’t
think the 
lady who just 
shushed the baby 
in the Library has any 
idea how babies really work...

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shushed severe with look
button locked together lips —
a withdrawn secret

6/8/2020...

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footsteps shushed … silent 

snowfall … earth's magic canvas... 

        blanketing the world


    
       December 20, 2018

Entry in "Winter Haiku" poetry contest
       Sponsor:  Tania Kitchin...

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Laughter has run
Through the hall ways of time
Has been hushed
Has been shushed
Has not been shunned away
Yes Laughter is a language
Every human can speak
From ancient to the modern
No- laughter won’t cease....

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Frightening witches are scary, ghost and ghouls are all a wreck.
Horrible gargoyles and vampires will bite your little neck.
My four-year-old nephew shushed me. I thought what the heck?
You are scaring the jack-o-lanterns," He said. “Stop Uncle Beck!"...

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    Spellbound, she thrills 
      to pirouettes and whirls 

    Leaves her seat to dance in the aisle
      the precocious young child

    Shushed to sit down
      her bright eyes droop

    O, but for want of a mentor 
      with a rainbow sherbet scoop
...

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UNWANTED   VIOLIN   SOLO  



She  wrested notes from unwilling
And resisting rosined string. 
The rhythm struggled to assert control
Over her strained and anxious soul.


Mother shushed her resisting offspring,
Father struggled with his watch’s mainspring.
Children twisted hair and faces :
All wished to be in other places....

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The silence shushed the baron
claims slipped through the photo door
imagination or intimidation
the silky fox spreads on the floor

Sticky situation 
former lovers of brothels 
and whores
tell me what's in store

Eyes closed to the sheepish grin
Blocked off from her sin

Rape me again and make me feel
Nothing else is real...

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Unbutton your lips, let your voice sing out.
Stand strong in its music, it is your own.
Shout your convictions, let all hear your tone
Declare 
Proclaim
Condemn 
Speak up. Speak out. Speak.
Don’t ignore your sisters’ cry
Don’t sit silent while your brothers die
Use your voice as an instrument of change
Do not be shushed, do not be shamed
Silence is not golden, it’s invisible....

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What game is it? Squishy asked Tough Todd.
Tough Todd gave him a hate look, barely a nod.
It’s Poker! Hissed Nutsy, here is your hand.
Squishy could hear a loud Mariachi band.

Where is that band? He asked and got shushed by seven.
Talk again during the game, and we’ll send you to heaven!
He did not know they were so serious about their cards.
He threw his hand on the table and ran to join the go-lucky bards....

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Speckles of dusts sparkled through soul
Numbed from dreams that held cost
Rumbles awaiting to carry forth whole
Staying awake to what was lost

Arrays of light washing clean
Inside true dome of frayed cloud
Forms of life scurrying around scene
Whispers of words shushed aloud

Gust of wind fading through vapour
Spurned from coined harsh reality 
Fighting away for a place secure
Evading feelings of numbed clarity...

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Shameless shady shepherd Sherlock shushed shoeless Sherman
so surely shabby sharp-eyes Sheila shellacked sheep-headed Sherlock
Shaken shallow Sharon shadowed shapely shipwrecked Sheila
Shadow-man shilly-shallied, shifting shopworn Sharon’s sheep
Showy Sharon sharpened a shortened sheath, shaving Sherlock
Sherlock shuttled shell shocked Sherman, showing his Shenanigans
Shoddy Sheila shocked Shelly, shaking sheep into Shangri-La....

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I’m happiest when the weather
is gloomy and threatening rain.
Its tendency, this low pressure,
forces most people to remain
inside comfortable houses.
Outside becomes much quieter
assuming a shushed quietus
that wouldn’t normally occur
if the day were a sunny one;
so I pray that this low holds fast
concealing the intrusive sun
behind the looming overcast  
while I revel in its stillness
and its lugubrious bleakness....

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October come with its

shades of orange 

September ends
Harvest 	moon

 once again

Soon

Silence in the			
Shushed 
Smokehouse

  Crackle of a hunters boot

Through the trees
Puffing and pumping

Mixed with clouds of hot air
A fawn and doe chase 

The wind lighter

Hillsides shadowed 
Red and brown 

A gunshot
Echoed in cool grey skies

Burnt to the lungs
Sound of birds 

leaving south

In time for tobacco
Dried Blood...

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sorrows have been shushed,
tears have been hushed.
In anger and angst clutching the fingers into a fist,
 bashing the emptiness at the crossroad of emotions.
 feeling defeated,
at the rotten place, I have befallen.
turning and twisting the roads trodden,
unanswered prayers for kinder plights.
In solitude secluded from the pleasures of little madness.
In blind faith strutting, for that follows.
In to the cloudy morrow,
in to darkness scorched horizon....

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Childish playful, maziness heart. .

. . A loving touch of lovely art;

Won't you see the sweetly trimm'd

Everlasting heart been dimm'd?

Lovely heart been tucked away

Cutting edges, day by day


Cov'ring the soul, so brightly lit. .

. . With veiling that's so tightly fit

But light pours out the lurid sea,

Inside your heart shushed silently

Hold on to fading gasps of love

And all the sweet your heart dreams of...

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