Short Small White Poems

Small,small white houses,

In Green Lands!...

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A hungry black fly
Looks around the small white weed
With two big red eyes...

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small, white soft pieces
and easily breaks 
but never turn to 
chocolate flakes...

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Small white buds like stars,
Twinkling in the dark garden,
Day comes, they open....

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Under my birdfeeder
sits my neighbor’s cat,

licking small white feathers
from his claws....

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dainty
prissy lacy
sweet embroidered hankies 
pretty Easter hats small white gloves
dainty...

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blackberry winter
small white blooms not for picking
prickly spring cold snap

August 3, 2022...

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wintry desolate
an aquatic, white snail craws
betrayed by the lake

5/6/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©...

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Gaily falls the snow this night

Like small white wings that take flight.

It's lovely to see

But cold as can be.

That beauty comes with a bite....

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There once was a small white deer
Who no one could quite get near
She was very fleet
On her four wee feet
And was seen only once a year...

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Benji the dog loves to bark
As a small white dog giving it all his heart
To each one he sees walking past
At his front door for lots of laughs.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Amaryllises fill the flower lover's small, white cottage,
In pinks, apricots and burgundy, near summer's edge.


Written on: 2/5/2022
For: YOUR BEST RHYMING COUPLET, #4 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: L MILTON HANKINS...

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a small white wild flower smiles in the flower bed ~ i water that too 

Date: 09th July 2022
Contest: The art of peace poetry contest 
Sponsored by:John Lawless

1st place winner of the contest judged on 16th July 2022...

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Still green
the leaves shaken by a trembling silence
covered the boughs
and the blood red bracts
a lover's kiss
around the small white flowers
to the giant datura trumpets
crushed like bleeding rose petals
into the goblets of wine
take the lovers lives....

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You of carefree smile,
Tips of small white teeth
Dividing plump blush lips,
Pause here, stay a while
With me, sit beneath
This evening sky that grips
Our hearts as though
We'd been laid bare,
Exposed for heav'n to see.
Stay here. Do not go.
This moment ever rare,
Dreamily vivid to me....

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Fountain of light
Showering on some
Small white lilies
Creating smiles
In the orange sky
Leaving eyes
To sparkle upon
The smiles of her
Tender heart
Opening In the
Light
Of the glowing
Fountain
Piecing together
Love, beyond
The farthest stars
Forever held deep
In her ring finger

Russell Sivey...

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Mars is a wonder in itself, a future plight;  
its surface has a dull, red dust...
two small white moons amazingly bright
in a universe too dark and vast.

Some believe that it has water and even glaciers,
they saw a crater wider than that of Mount Vesuvius;
speculation or belief, a realistic thought persists 
to start a voyage when Earth gets colder than Mars....

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Alone and floppy with nothing to wear
Silently, I left you there
But I wish I never had

The marks of lifesaving staining your skin
I couldn’t dress you one last time
But I wish that I had

I saw you again, just once more
In your birthday dress
That you were too young to wear

I left you there
In that cold white room, then in that small white box
But I wish I never had
...

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Yucca moth small white
Feeds upon yucca
Quite unique sight
Could say pure pukka.

'Pon tea, did alight.
Right in my cuppa  
Quite a unique sight
Sails of felucca

 
A moth so white bright
But blends with yucca
Quite a unique sight
Blended in plica   

A form called Yodel. 
Pukka meaning excellent or high class
Felucca a sailing ship
Plica folds of a plant...

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Two men walk down a dusty street 
in Winslow, Arizona.
One places small white crosses 
at the curb and recites names 
while the other bears witness:

"Juan Fernando Lopez”  
“Presente!”
“Maria Anna Ramos”  
“Presente!”
“Jose Angel Fernandez”  
“Presente!”
“Restos mortales”  (Mortal remains)
“Presente!”

This continues until 
that day’s accounting 
of bodies found in the desert
is complete....

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A circle of small white stones
brass wind chimes,
one lone, pink-blossomed cherry tree,
birds twittering
small fountain tinkling - the whole works.

I sit, empty my mind,
too much tinkling and twittering
grow restless, recite
a low pitched Buddhist hymn
which scares the birds away.

The wind picks up
chimes tinkle -
tinkling becomes annoying,
a clanking;

Now I can hardly hear myself
not-thinking....

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He decided that he wanted to be Welsh;
this vague idea took shape in the shapeless.

All the Big Mac’s he had ever consumed
began to alter his form.
they changed him into a cute
small white Beluga whale,
being a privileged white man
it made a kind of sense.

‘No’ he shouted
into an eager and responsive universe,
'I said Welsh!'

Later a Welsh speaking whale
was found beached
at an outdoor swimming pool....

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What is the recipe for love?
A red, red rose or turtle dove?
The clasping of a small white glove,
or from above, or from above?

How can we know when true love starts?
Is it outside or in our hearts,
or from fey Cupid's shooting darts,
or fits and starts, or fits and starts?

How do we attain our life's dream?
Is it through gentleness or steam,
or maybe nefarious scheme?
What is the theme? What is the theme?...

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“I can’t live without you”, 
Was a small white lie often said.
“I need you so much” was another, 
“If you leave I’d rather be dead”.

Then there were the smaller lies, 
The “I love watching girly films too”.
And “Relationship isn’t just about sex, 
I want to learn all about you”.

Relationships are often fed on fibs, 
Lies that aren’t too precise.
They make us feel happy and wanted, 
Make us feel lovely and nice....

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A small, white scar
a fading bruise
an upset stomach
nothing to lose
nothing to gain
alone and afraid
numb with pain
the feel of a cut
and a stab in the skin
the song listened to
and im crying again
to just get away
to some other place
so they won't look
at the look on my face
the smile, the frown
its all going down 
to the dark
to the death
and the wave at its crest
crashes down on my head
and the closing
the end
and its done...

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