Short Skew Poems

Period of blue
Brought Cubism into view
People out of skew

By Robb A. Kopp...

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I tried to join,
Give critics review,
For the poem I read,
It went a skew,
Tried to submit,
Just what I thought,
But it errored out,
And all was naught....

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Dawn has stilled
Edge layers yield
Yellow field
Stripping shield
Core revealed

Sunrise brew
Morning dew
Feelings skew
Healing blue
Day is new

6th January 2022...

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Spindly elbows skew 
Laurie rides his rusty steed —
Owl eyes sparkle blue.

Blue-bottomed bees buzz
Through dappled dims, garden green —
Whispered perfume haze.

Twilight windows glow
Wispy wings are glass-dancing —
Gecko chuck chuck goes....

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after spring rains end;
now comes the warm spring sunshine;
beautiful the grounds 
~
and breeze winds now still
brightly hues springtime view skew
after springs rains ends;


3/25/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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Science is a tool to skew the world,
in form its weakness shows

To measure, rate, and catalog,
what in essence stays unknown

I’m not against its formulas,
but the philosophy it breeds

Its laws to serve and fertilize 
—a deeper planted seed

(Tolentine Hall: February, 2021)...

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Depriving myself a chance to transcend,
Mistaken identity became my dead end.
Spirals and circles rule my dizzying affliction,
Perceptibility turned science fiction.
culled by cloying seduction and radiant deception,
Cognizant while electing to alter my rality and skew a convincing perception....

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Listen to poem:

see the seesaw sea
send its waves to rock 
the barrel stave wooden seahorse 
to and fro, askew and slow

though I'm feeling 
skew-whiff in the waddle
and iffy sickly not well
I think I'll stay
riding the bare-back bronco
to whittle the whiles away 
letting the be, what's may
till the break of day...

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Sky is blue, sea is blue
Wind blew blue waves up bijou
White queue of waves and clouds skew
The dinky-di blue brew with icing goo

Yellow and green mixed as glue 
Makes true blue spew for you
To dab on pew, view, canoe and shoe
To worship the true blue hue anew
A color treat, a fondue imbue, chew
For blue, I'm so fond of you...

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How am I so wounded by you?
Arrows never shoot, but run me through
Beautiful viper poisoning; stares straight, not a skew
I'm glad to be seen by their bite; I'll be its anti-venom, too
Covetous my own thoughts of envy; verdurous thy view
They're green and ravenous, but see me in a form so true
Eyes that sing a siren song; control my affection they do!...

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She's pretty when she swims in the vat  
with two green eyes,  like a saucy cat  
her hair of golden hue 
is a pompadour skew  
disheveled and pretty teased at that     
it looks like its been chewed by a rat 

Still, the sea never discriminates 
her vagabond waters don't ingrate    
her womb is plentiful 
and as she draws she pulls
every Siren finds her perfect mate. 

8/2/2019...

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Blue robin in garden sings a soothing song,
  dew drops dance in rings blushing all along,
    skew golden rays of strings covering a furlong,
      new dawn of rebirth brings summer here daylong.
        Few butterflies sprout wings to fly lifelong,
          strew colors on rushing springs where they belong;
            queue of red ants clings to branches too strong,
              view to a world of little kings all dressed wrong.


June 30, 2020...

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