Short Shushing Poems

Blue moon lights the falls
cool vapors fill the night air
shushing me to sleep...

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Gushing out the gory deeds of the selfish,
Shushing out the sublime  actions of  the Being!!...

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Night
Dark, Dreary
Sleeping, Sneaking, Shushing
Crime, Adults, Hopscotch, Children
Schooling, Swimming, Singing
Bright, Awake
 Day...

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She softly sings, soothingly
to the serious and somber Samuel
who safely and sleepily slumbers
to her sweet shushing serenade.

ALesiach © 9/30/2015...

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The sunshine climbs up the rooted ladder smelling the midsummer umber sentinels, that stand tunnel watch over later comers
shushing the interrupted lull wild that have succumbed to slumber.
Scented mumbling of dawn's spiral seraph rose pink of light lumbers.

6/7/2018...

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Nature's Bloom

Shocking Monster Comes Again
To See No More A Fame Game
Fragrance Rush, Fragrance Hush
Shushing Down a Path Of Peace

Comes a Gaze of Green Maze
Singing Tones of Sounds So Strange
The Monster Maze to Strangers Sound
Fear No More, No More Again
Last No More, Terminate the Pain....

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Winter-spring canon 
Incensed along Jacob's Creek
Like watery angels thought less from clouds above
Canopies of light make soft their entrance
In clucking-pig-progging-and-a-yip-yip-yipping
A shuft-and-shushing of large glass doors
Round about our ways of going
Slipping on the wet pages of our
Winter-spring canon...

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Wake up! Wake up! It is New Year’s Day
Hooray! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!
Mom barely opens her eyes, her face is gray.
She is not ready to two-step or do a sashay.

Dad’s snoring continues in a dreamland way.
Let’s get Daddy up, okay? Okay?
Mom gives them a shushing look this Tuesday.
They tiptoe downstairs and fix his food on a tray....

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Wake up! Wake up! It is New Year’s Day
Hooray! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!
Mom barely opens her eyes, her face is gray.
She is not ready to two-step or do a sashay.

Dad’s snoring continues in a dreamland way.
Let’s get Daddy up, okay? Okay?
Mom gives them a shushing look this Tuesday.
They tiptoe downstairs and fix his food on a tray....

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a multitude of hands in gray scale
shushing, clutching, hugging, groping
a warm embrace, passionate, real

black skeletal trees, responding to December
a hush that keeps their secrets safe
storm clouds reflected in determined pools

unseeing orbs, romantic well said whispers
serenity, love, hope, peace. Guess who?
Shh! Not so loud…....

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I hear you calling me

whispering softly

blowing my hair gently

a featherlike touch on my face

I hear you calling me

in my dreams

silencing my screams

shushing my troubles away

I hear you calling me

in tranquil times

smiling benovently

revelling in my good moments

I hear you calling me

always

I hope I hear you

always

I miss you

always

I love you Grandad

always...

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No broken we,
but transformed, remade, in semblance.
Though rough of eye, 
no longer fresh 
still on and on we dance.

Wingless wonders, 
shushing we's, 
cajoled, with discontent
searching for the higher arch,
the longer toss, not spent.

Breathe on with breath 
as sweet as melon, 
as round and ripe and fluid.
Farm the earth, the skies, the stars
Just so, you'll be pursued....

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Tijuana rain puts me into a siesta like mood
I sit by the window allowing her to lull me to sleep
relaxing the way only Mexicans know how to relax
releasing troubles, trials and tribulations of this week

my roommates tiptoe around me, shushing each other
I appreciate their concern, feeling their love and tolerance.
she is pretty when she sleeps, one says, which surprises me.
I slip gently into dreamland, unaware now of the others....

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Attending flower show with wife, Mr. Mouse feels dread.
She ignores him completely, and runs way up ahead.
Jotting down notes, and shushing him every single time.
He wants to stay home, but she feels this is not sublime

She wants him to come, so she can show she has a man.
But she ignores him completely as only a real wife can.
Then when she sees his old girlfriend, she pulls him in quick.
Pretending they are still in love, her usual slick trick....

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ode to shadows

as i peer out the glassed portières
penumbral visitations mock me; dare they
deign to scare this parched crypt of
adrenaline and cortisol, usurped by unquiet
scourges over lifetimes' rebirth?

steps shifting in the dark, familiar and
beloved; the shushing and stirring, commit
to draw me near; umbral amici and i
provide a panoply o'bosky trappings f'thee
a joinin' we, or off to obscure pastures
to wee thee pants for eternity!...

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evenfall
clad in dark green.
            sable,
    outflanking she.
gray wispy clouds flee;
        moonglow slight.
          the wolf,
  silently
present.
    present, his
                 aroused eyes
   shushing irises
long hair, leaves on canvas
                                howl.
dark brush brightens moon.


5/7/2020
Pick-A-Title, Vol 17 - Yalto - Poetry Contest
Yalto Form:  3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,  6,1,5 syllables.
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh...

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