Short Sizzled Poems
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That night, I stood beneath the tree
as rain was dripping down on me,
then it thundered; lightning struck -
'Ohhh no,' I sizzled, 'just my luck.'
A poet whose hair is now grizzled
got far more than angry – he sizzled!
Obsessed with “misled”,
he repeatedly said,
“Pronounce it as written: it’s ‘mizzled’!”
we fought over the frog poking stick
water snake sizzled past
brothers, supposed to be babysitting
stay off the dock mom had said
Gus, our golden, retrieved her when she fell in
Those secs that sizzled!
Infinity lies perturbed
Zilches the present...
Many miles of love...
It’s extraordinary
No regrets at last!
(8/20/2020: ’06 Sea Ray Sundancer 44; Willow Berm 8/19)
THE CYNIC TAKES A CHANCE AT LOVE
I pay the price for last night’s dance
Sizzled love was just a chance
But we’re both enriched
Call a cab to take me home
Or I will find a street to roam--
Another night of ditched
I remember when
The sunset red that day
Like a fireball that sizzled
As it touched the lake
Slowly it decended_went away
Inch by inch it left to stay
Never before and not again
Did the sun set that red_my friend!
A call unexpected
A voice so bold
A speech so engaging
Sizzled, I was sizzled
An intellectual
An unchallenged persona
An uninhibited character
Sizzled, I was sizzled
I raised my eyebrow
I stopped my painting
I smiled, ever so slowly...
Sizzled, I was sizzled
the egg in the frying pan
sizzled but mine wasn't
sunny side up
my brain assimilated
everything but this
wasn't a simulation
i hit a wall
going at least
sixty miles an hour
looks like i'm not
going to graduate
from Mental State
just
another
crash dummy
Form:
August sizzled our eyebrows off this year
However, our barbeque places were in full gear
We ate our ribs, and yelled Kansas City Chiefs!
From the outside, however, there was no relief.
The weather has been brutal, the heat stifling and mean.
It's the worst August this hotspot has ever seen!
Flames of passion, enshrouded soul
fire consumed, deep burns inside
the flames sizzled, the embers glow
hotter than volcanic lavas glide.
Fire brighter than the starry night
sweet kisses, juices steaming, pure
igniting, intensifying in ultimate delight
passion fire, his caress, his touch, assures.
(A collaboration with Charles Messina)
Foggy mists engulfed the bright
When raindrops fell throughout the night
The lampposts glowed at midnights dark
When sweethearts kissed at lovers park.
They sizzled and sparked like a firework display
The world around them faded away.
Transported to another place,
Locked inside their warm embrace.
Red lacy lingerie
Yes there was a time
Not only did I wear it
I sizzled
Red lacy lingerie
Not built for comfort
But built to be seen
I was all that
Red lacy lingerie
I thought I looked corpulent
I did not.
Filled out in exactly the right places
Red lacy lingerie
Now I see it in the store
And I smile
Remembering the days of my youth
Thrust within,
I could not focus.
Lights sizzled,
blistering
and slashing the jagged sky
with vile lightening.
Your visage
materialized
from nowhere,
beckoning,
guiding my path with sure wake
safely to the shore.
You became
my anchored buoy.
Just for you
I inhale.
My heart will always seek berth
in your steadfast love.
Here from the womb of a grave rose a carcass
Stabbed subterranean with a feudal dart
Crackled, corroded and combusted on every part
Heart seems to be sizzled and left apart.
All mighty above started crying in the clouds
Tears geared up the grimness and went gloomy
Smiles sacrificed their superiority,
saluted that venerated veteran of aspiring life.
One ember of an oak chock I’d cut
Remained
while all of us sat around this dying fire
Hoping to keep our stories going.
Hoping to keep our lives and love going.
Then a moth landed
And sizzled one thread-leg
On the dying oak
As we watched it decide to fly off above us
To tell the story to its friends about a lost leg, sizzled amongst desperate strange beings.
Paraffin in liquid with heat,
I let a drop of water in it neat,
It sizzled and smoked and paraffin turned solid,
at that particular place,
More of paraffin dropped on solid spot,
and melted it down again,
our interactions are like that,
any human pouring cold water over your zest,
and you turn cold at best,
you look for warmth,
before you catch your next breath.
~Stroke the strands of hair that falls upon my face.
Silent voice fuels your screaming thoughts.
I lye on silk sheets embraced by passion.
Feeling of a wet warmth sizzled sensation.
Fingertips pressed smooth against the small of my back.
Breathe softly,cool me,curve my ache for your flesh.
Our glistened bodies rush in euphoric measure.
Tonight we pleasure.
Wake me tomorrow~
Luscious is August
With minty fragrance
Enlivening vales;
As grasses renew
Their sizzled display.
Awakens now
The red of morns--
Outside my gate
Flowers explode:
Arms outstretched
I begin
To race, dance--
Winds hail
‘SUMMER
COMES!’
Diminishing Hexaverse Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet 5/22/2020
Checked via howmanysyllables.com
As rain starts to drizzle
cooling our sizzled body
aroma travels through the window
making neighbours hysteric;
Onions make sense
With whisper of pumpkin seed
A dash of garlic, grated
Green chillies choke breath.
Lentils, wobbling peanuts
Snow white Basmati
A Kechri.
Fire burns, widows sleep.
Summer Cooking Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues
26th June, 2018
Black Fire
My favorite pen quit writing.
The ink had run dry.
My poem was left… with out stanza.
My life story without end!
I pulled the lighter,
from my purse.
My hand; shaking badly,
I looked around to make sure,
no one watched,
or cared…
Then…
I sizzled the tip…
gently.
Ah…
in death…
the last moments written…
The body left empty,
the heart stopped,
and the spirit lifted.
'Twas a diamond
amidst stardust
struck of gypsy's
celestial adoration,
crashed and sizzled
'neath earthly intentions,
ultimate shimmers
escalated upon
fiercely impetuous seas,
each dappling
luminescent waves
saturated of
splendiferous galaxies,
bathed in heavens'
stellar effulgence,
mesmerizing wanderlust's
magnificent indulgences
Across the floor we glide.
You and I, our bodies collide.
The magic sizzled in the air.
Only you and I and the stars were there.
We could of continued forever,
If not for the stroke of midnights endeavor.
And midnight stole away with my fairytale.
Leaving me here to remember, our farewell.
Longing for you and the night before.
Because for you I will always
Be left wanting more.
Sarah Comstock
7/4/1998
Form:
Nostalgia draped the counters and walls
The smell of bacon sizzled in the air.
Diners in baseball caps and ponytails
noisily chattered there.
The grill popped
to the teakettle’s screams
To harmonize with the babies cries
sitting on their Daddies knees.
Time drizzled by on the Chevy Belair clock
like the syrup on my Johnny cakes
while the waitress kept a pouring coffee
to the bikers, their cravings to abate.
Limp as an ignored marionette,
the sun has melted all my bones.
I've never known such heat before,
I've always lived in temperate zones.
I'm thirsty but I cannot move
to get myself a cooling drink.
My sizzled brain can't calculate
the distance to the kitchen sink.
I need someone to prop me up,
someone adept at pulling strings,
for by myself I cannot move
no matter what the next hour brings.
7/21/13
For Debbies's contest
the
bow to one knee
cut my throat
ear
to
ear,
bend my head toward my chest,
does this blood mirror revelation?
rent your self a Christ and extend
the olive branch.
there all compliments
of the house of the funny.
honey castles
hostile reverence
every action paid in full.
legions cry for intersession
sizzled in gargoyle blood.
welcome to the feast of the
laughing virgins lost in prize.
the line is long so prepare
to win nothing!