Short Slip By Poems
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cradle this moment
don’t let the minutes slip by
enjoy your blessings
worry will be there
it is part of life’s journey
call its bluff sometimes
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M-any
Y-ears
L-ooked
A-t
F-alling
L-eaves
O-f
R-apid
H-ours,
E-ven
R-emembering
E-ach
D-ay's
E-rased
R-ecent
O-pportunities
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Mylaflor C. Heredero)
If we choose to share our love and life with someone
whether it be a man and woman,
two women
or two men…
may we be blessed as the year slip by
to fall in love with that person…
over…and over…again
Those nightly tears,
Streaming down cheeks
Glimmer in the moonlight
For the day restarts
As the moon shines
And those tears slip by
Moonlit tears
In a vast sky of stars
Are a refuge for a troubled heart
Those nightly tears,
Streaming down cheeks
Glimmer in the moonlight
For the day restarts
As the moon shines
And those tears slip by
Moonlit tears
In a vast sky of stars
Are a refuge for a troubled heart
Life is today
Here and now
In this moment
Savor each second
Experience every opportunity
Be in the present
Don’t let it slip by
Without you in it
It will go with and without you
Catch it
It won’t be back again
Yours
looking at myself
again
looks like you
three thousand
images of you
i stand
alone
wondering about you
as i
slip by insects
and butterflies
with no milk
for the butter
i love you
but only in
mirror images
The rain, it rains.
The snow, it snows.
Each season comes;
Each season goes.
The pages turn,
The years slip by,
While people live
And people die.
It’s never changed
And never will,
Yet poets do
Describe it, still.
The trains motion
carries me along
into
thoughts of you.
Glimpses of the
past rush by
and
impress me
with their poise.
Distant and faded
vague visions
of fervent times
with you
slip by.
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Memories slip by
like a breeze
The heart
Aches
For in the far distance
of the soul
There’s a face haunting
it's core
A moment of warmth
A simple gesture
Unforgettable
A lifetime of devotion
To one heart
Upon reflection
Unregrettable
By Zyrool
Plussed and flummoxed,
The hundred sheep.
As I tossed and turned
In my sleep.
They must wonder
If crafty wolf
O'er the fence with them
Did leap!
As I counted
Droopy-eyed,
I must've let a one
Slip by!
Loud the bleat
Of troubled sheep
And I tossed and turned
In my sleep.
You watch the river pass you by
Wishing that small sail boat would glide by
Remembering fun filled days you spent foating by
Carefree sailing as your days of youth slip by
a single rose is launched today , one last sweet goodbye .
pretty sure nothing like but had a go lol
comp entry 12/07/2016
As days get shorter
in the spool of a life
we need to accept
all...that life brings
So live your worth
laugh much, smile
share your feelings
but most of all love
As the hours slip by
each second counts
when days get short
in the spool of a life,
Say thankyou to God
for giving you, L I F E
As i walk through the dense cold fog
Fog that seems to invade my thoughts.
Thoughts that slip by disguised as if whispered
Whispered stories of times I've forgotten.
Forgotten tidbits of joy like sprinkles of light.
Light that shine bright
Bright enough to kill the shadows
Shadows that haunt me
Me? Who am I?
Days slip by like shadows,
Yet, I feel no sorrow.
I think back on happy times.
Childhood ,meant wonder.
Storms, meant there'd be thunder
and Christmas bells sang sweet chimes.
Then I had to mature
and find that I'm not sure,
if those shadows are still mine?
For the contest; Balassi Stanza
Sponsored by Dr. Ram Mehta
Shorelines toss her sweet sensation
with saucy flair, sealing fresh soil
of a season’s shape, so divine;
where songs submit to a bird notes' smiles.
My, show stopper swerving a gait
To slowly slip by…secretly.
For Brian Strand: Contest 205 , any form,
max 10 lines
~ Alliteration ~
Reposted 9/18/2016
No windows of opportunity
Exist there among my walls
As my education fell behind
Got lost in hallowed halls
Direction of this growing soul
Let education dare slip by
While now I sit in dead end job
Forever asking why
So now I seek a future here
Acquire knowledge of a trade
My only prayer; kids stay in school
So they can have it made
The world is suspended with her on my chest;
her breathing is steady and I am at peace.
So much in this moment, both slowed and compressed;
the cares of the day are forgotten, released.
How is it we let such moments slip by,
failing to grasp how important they are?
Careless indifference, letting time fly,
stuck on the sidelines, filmed from afar.
Your words ringing in my ears
Like bits of history
Of time lost
Play their tune
In my absent mind
Numbed by the frozen wait
Now silence keeps sneaking
Into my melancholy
Tinged with instant
Memories
The magic buried
In permanent obsessions
Disappears
In impassible moving sands
As I watch
Hopeless
The evanescent vision
Slip by
On the worn path
a cute catacomb
place where we would like to roam
there we have our home
find a place to hide
we should see quarterback slide
first down was denied
she was with a smile
while she had walked down each aisle
number can compile
devil avoid
as well as slip by Freud
friend an android
Probably should have made it four entries instead of only one.
I look for you
In all I do
I do my best
To live full fest
I wait right here
For you my dear
Time slips by fast
Until at last
I see your face
So full of grace
Here and now stay
Upon our way
Hand in hand we
Stride so happy
Watch time slip by
In lovely sighs
Beauty I see
Caress to be
Leon Enriquez
18 September 2018
Singapore
lamppost flickers soft
inviting a slumber deep
amidst taps of crystal mist.
outside, skyscape flaunts its view
to pinpoint evening , aglow...
lamppost flickers soft.
wrapped in quilt,
thoughts milder gently slip by
inviting a slumber deep.
chants this nocturne
where lullabies hover low
amidst taps of crystal mist.
silently I hand him our
sweating baby
and slip by
down the hall
he picks up my exact rhythm
and walks singing his lullaby
soothing this feverish child
cradled in his giant hands
I stop in the kitchen for water
and step out
onto the porch
deep night
cool, cool air quickens my skin
feet bare on the boards
I close my eyes to hear the hum of
silence
and feel my self
cooling
my
fever
Yawn
7-28-2016
I awoke this morning to a rumble of thunder,
And soon, begins rain, on my Friday to mow.
Squeezing an extra day appears to be my blunder,
This day will slip by leaving nothing to show.
While expecting to bathe in the morning sun,
And mow all day in the sweltering heat.
My intentions changed before my day begun,
That’s why plans are never set in concrete.
Poems do not matter
matters is what you mean
what are your intentions
and what you mean
I rummage your poems
not for their beauty
of structure
of flow
of words
of craft
of art
but for the hidden meaning
that you always reserve
and hit it with a lot of preserve
poems can wait
but your intentions do not
they change like overnight
and I simply cannot cannot afford
to let them slip by my sight.