Short Spearhead Poems

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Premium Member Push and Pull

push,
             enforced, advance
     pressing, forcing, propelling, 
spearhead, shove, influence, yank,
   unhooking,attracting, plucking, 
                  separate, quit,
                           pull


Date written: 06/12/2023
Form: Diamante


Winter's Crystal Bell

Only can an ear frost-bit
Hear it, glass- like, struck.
What to Winter's first morning
Rose; a stiffer buck!

Out from a pinnacled height
Of blue ice ringing.
Prompting signal to frozed airs
Snow-storms to spearhead.
Northernmost mystical dread.
Twilight does enring.
Form: Rhyme

Coward Masquerades

You are called faceless
      BECAUSE YOU ARE SHAMELESS
      YOUR MURDER AND MAIM
       SENT TO THE INNOCENTS
          
       GROWTH OF GERMS
       INDEED, YOUR INTERESTS
      TO GOD, YOU WEAR FEARLESS
       TO EARTH, YOU WEAR BOKO HARAM
    
       YOUR PENULTIMATE RETREAT
        INDEED, MEMORABLE HEART HEAT
        FORWARD YOUR RETREAT
        TO THE SPEARHEAD OR THE GIANTS
         OR, DIVULGE YOUR IMAGE
        NOT GENTLE BOKO HARAM
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Copla Cincuenta Y Cinco This Bad Guy World

COPLA CINCUENTA Y CINCO: This Bad Guy World

Centre-half’s the heart of defence
Danger comes from the Right and Left:
Ball politics

When heart’s corrupt fickle sans sense
Enemy dribbles through with zest:
Goal posts drumsticks

The second line’s the general
Prince and people rally round him:
Alert spearhead

Goal keeper pulls skin over all
Defence cataracts make him victim:
Balls bounce dead ahead

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.

Beyond Your Control

Sometimes stuff happens
Beyond your control
And trying to deal with it
Sure takes a toll.

You sacrifice time
And emotional stress, 
While the outcome turns out
To be anyone’s guess.

Bureaucracy stops things
From happening fast 
And often you find out
The die has been cast.

It’s still worth the effort
To spearhead a change,
Despite all the details
You must rearrange.

Still, some situations 
You simply can’t fix,
For all your ideas
Someone’s ready to nix.
Form: Rhyme


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