Short Smoothed Poems

Water rushing past
smoothed rocks from eons ago...
the fountain of youth....

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her dress smoothed down past skinned knees kissed by amorous lips frolicsome fete

9/1/2018...

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bits? crumbs? dregs?
smoothed-over leftovers?

     No, thank you
     I've had enough.

5/14/2019...

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as we walked the beach
the pink skies softened the tide
and smoothed lines in our faces....

your hand reached out to mine
to touch a girl you once knew


____________________
4/2/15...

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When moonbeam was poured over the earth,
Wings adorn your heart,
Smoothed you away more than 
The yellows and pinks of the sunrays.

Same the light though,
As the sun enlightens the moon ,
It’s the best light
For it’s the light of giving....

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Footsteps
Trod in sands
Lines
Drawn by childrens’ hands

Smoothed by onshore winds
To exist
Though briefly
To be expunged
By rolling seas
To leave a canvas ready

For lines
Drawn by chuldrens’ hands
And footsteps
Trod in sands...

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old women still have dreams
so they lie restlessly
in soft single beds 
away from mirrors 
that fracture their expectations;

they turn towards walls 
where cracks can be smoothed 
with shaking fingers 
and shadows can be reshaped 
into ageless promise......

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A fallow tree stump
ritualized by the empty
Bath of Salvation
creeping painfully as if
thrown by the wayside
The retort of schoolchildren
smoothed by the evenness
of taken innocence
Arisen from a fruitless slumber
Clamoring for the germane
but destined to be wholly
irrelevant...

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Have you heard
	about the bird
Who built a nest
	with zeal and zest?

With zeal and zest
	with string and straw
It was the best nest
	you ever saw.

She took her time
	and smoothed out the creases
Then out jumped a chipmunk
	who tore it to pieces.



						-1968...

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Hands on bars
Foot shift
Wheels custom
Seat smoothed shape
Saddle bags filled

Teardrop tank
Filled with fuel
Gage reads oil and fuel
Speed 0 to 60
Headlight on

Blinker clicks
Helmet smoked black
Kickstand down
Key in ignition
Ready to go

No Motorcycle License
That’s a no, no...

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And the echo grew stronger, not weaker
as I sat on the ledge next to the waterfall,
your head cradled in my lap
until even our skin shook with the sound.
I covered your ears for you as we watched
the sulfur turn clear water to rusty orange.
I smoothed back your hair
but waiting for you to speak....

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I wanted it to be the best work
I have ever done
I did it.....
What a surprise?

The growth that occurred randomly
The mind set that was focused
The entanglement of thoughts
What a surprise?

The humour that smoothed the tears
The insight that opened the eyes
The inner self that took over
What a surprise?...

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.
R uffed feathers smoothed
O ver minor infractions tempers flared
A nalogy to two Cocks fighting 
D estiny exciting vacation

T angled arms and legs
R estlessness dissipated
I ndividualy each child slept
P atiently dreaming of first ocean splash

Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Contest: ROAD TRIP
Written: August 24, 2013...

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Plates and saucers 
quietly in attendance 
behind the cupboard doors
lick their faded flowers
inside borders service nicked
as time ticks 
off the kitchen clock.

Pile smoothed dish towels
lie in neatly folded rows
as a checkered mate
doubles over the ice box
handle with nothing to dry
but a mother’s tears
for days gone by....

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Today I saw
a fairy
light and glittery
sparkling

It giggled
a sound like
delicate silver bells
and waved at me

She fluttered
over to me
and smiled
flounced her
flowery skirt
smoothed her perfect hair

she flew off

then continued
pulling the cat's tail
stealing pencils
and guiding ants
toward the kitchen....

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NOTES

in my diary
i’d kept an old note
anger wrinkled
then carefully smoothed
and glued to the page by tears

short winded
describes my last lover’s note
goodbye she says
on further pursuit she’s adamant
goodbye forever!

Blue tanka

gray days
are upon me
i wonder
now that you’re gone
is heaven blue?

Dave Austin...

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Uneven walls

smoothed by shadows,

where the sound of dripping water

echoes like a slow

waterfall.

I no longer know if my eyes are open.

Wind turns into whispers

turn into voices;

balloons cut loose

getting smaller

                         smaller

                                       against the sky

then nothing

but black....

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Exotic hairs, whitish 
Frilled black rock,	
Amidst, The frames of 
Colored dress,
Shined in spring,

Scenic sights blend into snow beads,
Smoothed and attuned blurred visions,
Breeze, befriended with her,
Kissed cheeks,

Perceived her as a queen,
In my flabby mind,

Wished to possess it always,
Inner corner of rolled eyes....

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Sam Adams Drunk Driver Same, Same but Different 

Sam Adams was drunk driving 
Too fast down an English rural country lane
He ran at a stoplight he did not see 
Blew threw a roundabout
Was rubbed out in an accident.
His drinking buddy, the traffic cop flatfoot,
Smoothed over his death ruling it an accident,
And not drunk driving....

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My mirror, my silver goddess
I stand in front of you and smile
Looking past all my imperfections
I still see something good
If I reflect back on my life
I am not broken
The cracks are smoothed over
and you can see the smile on my face

48 words

Contest One to Five 70 words or less
Sponsored by Laura Loo

05~25~17...

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The limestones are smoothed, 
rounded by time, fashioned and shaped
by sculpturing winds.

They remind me of village girls
broad in the hips, love handles,
not at all like the bony walkers
that climb up here.

I run my hands over sleek curves,
sit next to a pretty one,
eat a ham sandwich,
think fondly of the plump barmaid
in the valley below....

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Sunset wrapped around me, 
Twilight quieted my fears,
Starlight smoothed my brow
The clouds drifting by cradled me
In their lumpy beds while 
Raindrops sang a melody to
Your memory...
I am loving you still...
Morning dew whispers your name.

Cynthia
APWLTS

9:06 P.M.
jULY 2, 2013


By Cynthiaapwlts 


© 2013 Cynthiaapwlts (All rights reserved)...

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Wrinkled clothes won’t get smoothed out today.
On my Bing board, I’ll hang ten and sway.
To the oldies I’m groovin’.
Like a teen, I am movin’.
With the Beach Boys, I’ll surf U. S. A.!


  title--hit song by the Beach Boys, 1963
  Bing surf boards—first one produced in 1959


July 17, 2022
written for Lisa YY's  limerick contest    Placed 2nd...

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The limestones are smoothed, ?
rounded by time, fashioned and shaped?
by sculpturing winds.?
?
They remind me of village girls?,
broad in the hips, love handles,?
not at all like the bony walkers?
that climb up here.?
?
I run my hands over sleek curves,?
sit next to a pretty one,?
eat a ham sandwich,?
think fondly of the plump barmaid?,
in the valley below.?...

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So  quiet the tidal blue pooled eye,

what seashell dreams lie on this oceans' floor?

what jagged stones of grief and love and hate,

are tossed and smoothed 

before they go ashore?

  and far below the surface of your soul

what pearl like dreams are shut tight

from the sun?

in every part the ocean is a whole

there is no end,

where nothing has begun....

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