Short Sighting Poems
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june super full moon
symbolizes end of spring
announcing summer
rising behind grayish clouds
starring a stellar sighting
Trump Were Sighting and Frightening
trump had been sighting
face and body face frightening
struck by lightening
Jim Horn
manatee 'neath bridge
endangered species rebounds --
sighting evokes joy
*Entry for Carol Brown's Nature Haiku contest
Loving, left her
Crying, called him
Seeing, sighting, weeping, dying
Life and death intertwine
The world is left behind
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If I were to go fishing all day,
would you get mad and send me away,
'cause while the fish were biting
my ex was out man-sighting...
I ended up with no place to stay.
Poor Rudolph one night hurt his hoof
by landing on somebody’s roof.
I got a good look!
A photo I took,
but lost it! Dang, there goes my proof.
syllables: 8/8/5/5/8
Be
Being
Becoming
Flow
Knowing
Succeeding
Light
Sighting
Embracing
Voice
Calm poise
Claim calm choice
Leon Enriquez
28 July 2018
Singapore
It’s hard to ask the right questions,
their answers easier made
The hammer cocked, the truth in sight
—through crosshairs query bade
(Radnor Pennsylvania: January, 2020)
Blaze. Awakens
me. Again it was snow
on the black lamppost.
Resuscitate
me when the moon dies.
Day starts bleeding.
Voice rested.
The little yollow bird has
left for new home.
indigo bunting
two males come to feed 'pon seed
spring's now rare sighting
I think that this might be the
third or fourth time I have seen
this species..
Love
it's telescope
sighting
long range ...
It's microscope
seeing
what nobody sees ...
It's magnifying glass
that increases
the chances and the
sense of the word
living ...!
Exciting
Inviting
Lip biting
Crisp sighting
Stale
Stale
Stale
Stale
Stale
All five boxes of crackers.
We are two people.
Yet we purchase these as if all the children are still at home.
Wishful buying?
The moon, beautiful
bright, and full at nine PM.
By nine twenty, she was gone.
Upstaged by dark clouds,
she gave way, and disappeared;
But oh, she was most stunning
09062017 PS Contest, Moonlight Delight, Russel Sivey, 7P
It was a bright day—
I was walking down the street
when I saw him.
Headphones on,
a smile resting easy on his face—
as if even the smile
was drawn to him.
He walked past me
like I wasn’t there.
But I froze,
turned back…
and giggled.
Sighting the plankton,
it was the moondown
entry, of heron
in the lake.
*
Flawless, a big fish
eats the small fish.
It was not a
faux pas.
*
The animalism
outreaches. Would you
now go for a
favourite deity ?
Satish Verma
a teachable moment...
...is not a moment
but a sighting
of a re-coloring
of that Presence..
...is always a surprise
a radical expression
shining in newness
in that Presence..
...is a reminder
not of how things are
but how we are
as that Presence...
Twista Pants
we’re past the point
it’s turned twista pants
more so with a wish
hope twista pants sight
a sighting of twista pants
twista weekend
twista of a day
a twista day turned upside down
from the word go
he dances
a twista pants sighting
you sinna
by divine right through the first light
you break the silence of the night
sighting highlights shining bright
your ripe mind blessed with hindsight
what a skill you have on show
pointing out what all now know
clever clever clever NO,
the door's behind you, cheerio
A Baboon Cleans Dandruff
Entirely From Gigantic
Hairy Iguana Just Kicked Low
Monkey Never Opened Pants
Quickly Runs Sighting Trunks
Under Vest Wearing
Xylophone Yelling Zebra.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Sept.25/2004
My gawd, this one is stupid.
Fable
Bloody Bond
Feeble pledge
Far sighting the bogus Lustre
Drenched in thoughts
Wrenching out words
With ideas in the trench
He was a wreck
Dredging in the mud
Wearing his other face
Facing his tomorrow
Fencing his fears
Benching all odds
In a world of doubt
Prancing peacock
Taking in the sunshine of dawn,
Prancing peacock
Calling its mate by its honk-squawk,
Its plush plumage makes you look on,
You gaze at it with breath indrawn,
Prancing peacock.
The pursuit of erotic
exotic climaxing paradise
is not neurotic
about biological perfection
And almost entirely resilient
and resonant impressions
through sensory neurological connections:
Feeling touch
Smelling taste
Sighting sound
******** directions,
cooperative indiscretions.
Spring out like running waters
Speak colourfully like butterfly
Seek the strength of a saviour
Save the sick
Set the sit for the stars
See yourself as the star
Start the race to set the pace
Songs are to be sang
Saints must be referred
So set your soul to stand
Stand to be a sighting story
The lost Gem
With a sunken heart
l uttered a wail
one that sings
of a direful loss
ravaging the heart
with rhythms of soulless beats
far sighting a scene
fuddled by a murky sight
l began to stutter
as l saw sight a scene
which were aforetime a gem
now rubbished with germs
God, earn a place in our hearts
As we feeble being
Sighting us, we strive for grafts
Save our day of rising
Love each day, is his way
Share thoughts, set time to pray.
Try to grasp facts each day
save us from spates
god, earn a place.
Written: February 04, 2022