Short Singes Poems
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silt drys layered
packed, heated, plates collide bang
flings upright pegs
molten steam singes life
bones crushed down below surface
seed never more green
The truth singes
My spotless self
Could it be
That I am not as flawless
As I thought I was?
I guess I’ve blinded myself
With speciousness
And now, as my eyes are open
To reality
I am crying tears of blood
Form:
The sun sets on fringes
As the tired day cringes
Hope in the sky hinges
On tinges of twilight
As the night sky infringes
On my thoughts, that singes!
4.7.2021
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Contest: Bite size Poem no.10
deaths queen reaper
sold at auction
bought by
non
belivers
crippling me
beyond wings
hear them sing
singes feathers
weeping leather
cobweb effet
affections
wreck
drove me
off a cliff
breaths so obscene
blowning
deaths queen reaper
?
Form:
He who would forever
See and doe's not nothing
Reluctantly is
A filament for all evil
- And -
A conduit threw thy Soul
Where is as he who
Deal's in inequity merely
Corrupts' thy Spirit
By and whole
And singes' the conscious
Brow......
GF
Refreshing breeze singes,
The outside air.
A Nightly freeze,
Walks softly-up the stairs.
Singing softly to ones self,
Pitter-patter of filth
Deem less, sac-religious
Prosthetic knees,
Deemed unworthy on a shelf,
Wrought so deeply, mind in guilt
Seeming outrageous,
Yet, soft as silk.
Form:
Libelous, slanderous speech
singes the fuzz off of the peach
Gossip and tale-bearing crooked ears reach
no thanks to the mouth of the human leech…
Speech is God’s greatest gift to man
employed sparingly it can
Elevate us to the highest heights
sacred spaces of brilliant light
The misty sky above,
shelters the trees with its unforgiving grip.
The wind sings requiems unheard,
and tells tales long untold.
Leaves lay interwoven,
surrounding me.
Singes of ash from a fire so warm,
a fire in which I bathed not too long ago.
Autumn is a season like no other,
and cold is its sombre song.
As my soul withers away,
no longer tethered and trapped.
I laugh with glee,
"Oh! I see I am free"
The seizure,
volatile it was,
the way to tell, for the things
he did not want to say.
You suffer silently.
Coming to boiling point,
for the starkness of the torture.
The abridged wholeness was empty.
Only howling remained.
Can you measure the pain?
The depth of the wound?
Start the dialogue with the unseen?
The flame protected in the folds
of a primeval skill,
now singes the clarity.
Between you and I no space was left.
SATISH VERMA
Form:
Undeniably this fire sears and scorches
when heartbeats rapidly blazes randomly,
Living proof of shatterproof
Though forever fearing frantically.
Surviving myself the fire
Expressing sparks of embers,
Accepting and devouring whilst
Luminance remembers.
Upon cooling how it singes
For life has been immense
Uncontrolled and where divulged
all-above intense.
Simmer me with tenderness
as meekness will impart-
stability, tranquility
within impassioned heart.
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the tropical shore
waits birth of brand new morning…
clouds pace heaven’s door
__
one small speck of sun
rises to the occasion…
darkness sleeps soundly
__
glory in the dawn…
skies are feathered brightly with
bird of paradise
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silhouetted palms
wave windblown fronds in alarm…
sun singes the bay
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the early morning
wears a lavender halo…
blue mist dressing gown
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For P.D.'s Contest: "Sunrise"
As passion burns, as fires rage
Your touch singes the skin
The breath of you, the heat you share
It burns so deep within
I shall not dare to douse the flame
To ever quell the fire
As you meet me where we do
We share each one’s desire
So, touch me as you always have
With softness, love so pure
I’ll caress your body, as you wish
I’ll offer you much more
We’ll stare into the setting sun
We’ll gaze upon the moon
We’ll stay entwined in loves embrace
As we dance to lover’s tune