Short Skirting Poems

shrouded eyes glaring
menacing pushcarts skirting
pyramids hover...

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towering racoons
pose for a candid snapshot
amidst trunks skirting...

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post supports a dress....
for her name I am clueless
my bed’s in a mess...

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waterlily petals
skirting the flame
of enlightenment



AP: 1st place 2021

Posted on September 23, 2018...

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Like a spider skirting around its' web
The Sun hustled about the clouds 
On golden legs
That spotted a re-folding sea....

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skirting issues
in roundabout ways
mysterious and baffling
deliberately foggy



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on May 28, 2020...

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Touching
without feeling
Looking
without seeing
Talking
without saying
Lost
— in the dark 

(Villanova University: February, 2024)
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Craggy snow-capped crowns,

                             Skirting skyline’s golden hue.

                           Windswept clouds, your gowns....

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Envision of ruins
soaked the agony
skirting around my cocoon
hesitation weaved
"If I could wander again"
ashes floated singing
an illusion of escape...

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Sisters    J  E  L  L  O    cake  madness
Illuminates smiles
Baked golden brown then cooled
Portholes  jello jammed
Marshmellow skirting
Lip smacking
Good...

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overlooking cove
                                        tide brush strokes rock bed skirting
                                                         returns back to sea...

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When or if ten fish cross a barrier it is often wise for the new fish to skip. Xxxxx. As first in line to a skirting board isn't in lone lines.xxx wow?xxxx indoctrination xxx...

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Out of the  horses of this world 
YOU had to arrive at my door 
beautiful, wild and free 
skirting the meadows of my soul 
you intoxicated me with 
your equine power and stun...

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FROZEN HEART


An icebreaker in 
The arctic, 
My love for you has become,
Skirting large ice caps of 
Indifference
That surrounds your desolate
Heart!


© Demetrios  Trifiatis
        25 MAY 2013...

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potholed  ,  boulder   strewn 
winding   path   up   steep  inclines
unwavering   goal 

water  cascades  down 
wearing  ,  skirting  , bounding rocks
I  will   make  my  way 

~07 Jul 2016~...

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Quietly
The hum of sunrise
Awakens the day.
Cutting the familiar wake
Of an old butter knife
Un-noticed
Silent swans
Skirting the lily pads
Pass sunning turtles
Wary eyed muskrats
And bug-eyed frogs.



John G. Lawless
©5/30/2023...

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Being Allowed in Politics

Wondered what in politics would be allowed,
That had occurred in people found in a crowd;
While blurting,
Issue skirting;
Hope in the end they would always be proud.

I seriously have my doubts though.

Jim Horn...

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Hitchhiking along a highway
that runs inside my mind

Revisiting the roads I’d crossed
while skirting all the lines

My thumb held high and searching
for what eyes no longer see

Along this path that takes me home
—returning unto thee

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)...

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winding scarves on my face
blowing air through my skin
skirting around my legs searching
in my soul rooting out the pegs
of memory of other winds of
time    spaceless    nameless
places and scenes that are
past and gone lifted up out of
sorrow far away gone  gone
long gone free with the wind...

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Last night
moon was following me
discreetly,
skirting behind the trees.

A white splendor
drips,
like a dropped coin
on poor’s hand.

Did you see the blood
on roses?
The petals were wounded
in rain.

Casual violence
spreads in the streets.
I write a very hurt
poem.


SATISH VERMA...

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Last night
moon was following me
discreetly,
skirting behind the trees.

A white splendor
drips,
like a dropped coin
on poor’s hand.

Did you see the blood
on roses?
The petals were wounded
in rain.

Casual violence
spreads in the streets.
I write a very hurt
poem.


SATISH VERMA...

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in a rumpled,
black city
homes are sliced in half
the equality demands
the rights of people

sometimes you love a 
tormentor
he will be able to wed, albeit
shyly, with the physical
cleaning the love’s deficit

how far the waiting will go
skirting the mist
it was there
in you
in me
a rapist
a serial killer



Satish Verma...

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With flowing robes,
pungent herbs,
arching doors,
organic walls, 
and eerie lights,
you take on trappings
of one thought evil.
Yet in you beats
an open heart—
one always skirting
curdled customs,
sterile allegiances,
trivial tyrannies—
one ever seeking
reunions with roots,
transforming spaces,
raw possibilities....

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22/8/16
As Autumn’s Breeze

As Autumn’s Breeze
Grasps the leaves

Tugging the last
Golden coat fast

Stripping branches
Winter catches

Jack Frost skating
Skirting, waiting

Blizzards of snow
Imminent show

Flakes take shape
Winter awakes

Crystals cocoon
Minus temp looms

As Autumn’s Breeze
Prepares to Freeze...

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He planted his feet firmly on the ground
And resisted the urge to look around
Looking up he saw clouds skirting by
Against an azure blue summery sky

So he thought where should I be
Not standing alone with dreams to be free
But all he had were these moment alone
To ponder his fate as his chances were gone.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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