Short Speck Poems
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Clean the screen, begone speck of dust
Whoops, that's home!
Dust to dust becoming
So insignificant
Bespectacled unspotted
Man,
Is just a speck of cosmic dust
Yet
His mind can the whole universe
Embrace!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
11 March 2022
On Venus, Captain Kirk was naughty
After which he ran to the potty
But life is seldom fair
No toilet paper there
So Kirk screamed, "Beam me up, Scotty!"
smoking little houses
narrow bridge on the black
water sleeping ripple less
we are escalating
green fades beyond space
greyish blue sky surrounds
through the turbulent wings
we are a speck of dust
Form:
I am but a speck
Insignificant
Not even a blip
On a radar screen.
Overwhelmed sometimes.
Spirit and flesh
Dust and water.
Invisible
Often ignored
Or unseen
Unnoticed
A fairly
Unknown
Tiny
Speck
take
a deep
breath
think how
very little
this will matter
in the
grand scheme
of things
when one day
as death comes
to claim you
you’ll be
well on your way
to eternity
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
A speck
with every speck therein
a bit of everything
from everywhere
combined
for one
relative
moment
Perspecktive
Date: 6/29/2019
Contest: The Universe Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
The smell of freshly brewed coffee every morning
Robins singing a happy tune, their red breast adorning
The sun's shining brightly
The vast universe so mighty
A mere speck each one of us but each one performing
Great blue sky above
Great blue sea below
Turquoise mornings
And warm sunsets' glow
What more could one have need for
What else might there be to seek?
When perception arises to its peak
Then one loses all the words to speak
I caught a speck of happiness,
And clasped it tightly in my hand.
I felt I found infinite richness,
I couldn’t believe it or understand…
And you noticed my astonishment,
And stroked my hand slowly and gently.
I felt everything would be different.
I needed your warmth, apparently…
The water does so drink
of the land it fills it sides
rising up making rivers
lakes streams and ocean
I am confounded by the waves
of the liquid increasing
slowly I float I drift away
I am non-breathing
I am just a speck of sand?
3/24/22
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
Speck o' speck,
can you enlarge,
and grow,
raising all eyebrows,
you do,
and they do,
you envelope,
and they are engulfed,
then it all busts,
and you are back to million specks,
scattered and littered,
they are back to eyes screwed,
waiting for next speck to outgrow.
this is what happens with all fame and wealth.
People walk in and out,
Through me, it seems,
My presence barely sensed.
I coil around the pain,
And recoiling I make my way out,
Heaving relief into the dark.
Around me, night crawls about like a baby,
The moon, with arms outstretched,
Cradles me gently, lovingly.
And feeling a large crack in the universe
I am swallowed whole
And taken home.
Close your eyes
and make legs wander.
See time pass;
then let mind ponder.
Each effect
has its own cause.
We're not immune
to nature's laws.
Moments ahead
or seconds behind—
clearly seen
or totally blind.
A tiny speck
denies our breath;
then tips the balance
towards life or death.
For Coronavirus COVID-19 Poetry Contest
A speck of dust floated in the wafting breeze,
looking at Mother Earth below with disdain,
for was it not frolicking about with ease?
Imagined sense of freedom made ego vain,
so prayed to the gods above on bended knees,
for boundless freedom eternal, free from pain.
Thus in delusions of grandeur so engrossed,
it wanders till this day, like a soulless ghost.
Though small its size it offers no resistance,
No matter it's diameter at given hour of day.
And should division come at your insistence,
A speck just gets smaller, never going away.
No matter its division, its start it retains,
Though diminishing beyond ability to see.
A remnant of that speck always remains,
If you don't behold it, can it no longer be?
Speck of
existence.
Beyond
insignificant.
Floating.
Floating in
infinity.
Infinity
within
infinities.
Unseeable,
unknowable.
Specks
on a
a speck are
we.
Regarded
not by the
void.
Destine to
blink
out of
existence.
But,
perhaps,
just perhaps
enters
Artificial Intelligence
Techno Sapien,
then
like the
mustard seed
exploding
to fill
the void!
It creeps up unnoticed,
Just a speck on your lash
You blink when you feel it,
Yet it’s gone in a flash.
It has places to travel,
Over treetops and paths,
To the mountains it whirls
And growls with its wrath
It flutters quite gently
Across valleys and streams
And makes a quick stop
At a hopeful kid’s dreams
Once it settles, it chills
And makes your knees shake
This mischievous traveler?
Just a tiny snowflake.
I am a little speck of dust
Traversing time and space
I look into a mirror
But I do not know this face.
Features there of someone
Consistently I see
He has a name and mine’s the same
And says that he is me.
Where there was once a boy
I now see an old man
Once confused about who I am
But now I understand.
Memories of childhood
Loved ones long gone
It is through our children
That we will live on.
Below me sweeps a thousand feet
Of air and nothing more,
Precipices fall away
Yet stir me to the core.
Yawning chasms, with evil gape
Scare a mortal soul,
Oh, but is there elsewhere
A spirit feels so whole.
In that moment there I stood
Heaven, surely found.
I am but a speck upon this earth,
High above the ground.
Entry for
In The Moment Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Heidi Sands
14/6/18. Placed 3rd.
eternal love arrived… speck of flame spreading wild fire engulfing all time
~*~
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Note: #3 in series of 24 Monokus reflecting the holy season of Christmas!
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Long after she slips into seclusion
where streaks of splendor once plied
crimson lines of love holding off night
caresses enhance final specks of light
Love filters in waiting moments still
before weary days drift off to dream
and I'm left in anticipation of you
to climb into every bit of my soul
Rest now dear, for the night chills
comfort comes in the heart of two
beauty in the breeze whispers softly
let the rhythm inside move the moon
Warm static pours,
inundates my being;
light of love,
Omniscience.
One with the All;
swimming in the void.
Consciousness I am;
a cosmic seed.
I feel everything, everyone;
everything, everyone is me.
Just a speck in the ether’s;
sliver of something greater than myself;
I am a lesser god particle.
Then, I remember I have a mortal body
and fall from grace,
straight into the clay.
7-13-2021
'A Brian Strand July 14' Poetry Contest
Brian Strand