Short Spent Poems
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I've Spent All Day
I've spent all day righting my wrongs
Anything left is gone
Marckincia Jean
Free verse
04/23/19
Outside, Autumn shows
Yesterday's life was in bloom
My life, it mirrors
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life-14.php
It sucks to be me
so beautiful
free
That's how I make a livin
being the what you need
A buck at a time
pays my rent
makes me feel
so spent
There was a hot woman named Keasure
who used men oft for her pleasure.
She found it a thrill
to take them at will.
'Til all died from giving full measure.
the clouds all lift
and I find my place
in the sun that glints
on halo's that grace
it's time well spent
and I want more
mercy answers
with an open door
A life spent in pursuit of vain glory and only of self interest is one our Lord's trust has betrayed!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
06 March 2017
Collaterol use global
'W H O' we can track? Why not now?
account audits today
De fund deception
Mention all players motives
Not too late to this goal.!
When summer's over, ask what I did.
Did I visit Paris or Madrid?
Nope, I flew a red kite,
admiring its swift flight,
while I skipped and jumped just like a kid.
*Image of Dali's Time Clock by Pixabay.
spent time
most workers are clock watchers who die by the hours ~ then clock out and live
2021 December 19
I sit in bed trying to read
He is pawing me hoping for sex
Which I do not want.
I a too old
Why can't he feel the same?
We have done all that
I would rather stroke the cat.
My thoughtful vet phoned to say that my cat was not dead, just asleep, permanently.
Written 5th April 2018
For Epigram contest sponsored by Deborah Guenthar Beachboard
Well Spent
© Ben Burton 9/31/2017
Those whom can rate each day "well spent"
Will elevate their heart's content
Where willful waste bears no excuse
There's time to change, but none to lose
With a nod to D. H. Lawrence:
May we be blessed to remember
we only have one life
one path to be engraved
and how that life is meant for us to spend…
it’s not intended to be saved.
Time Spent To Discover God's Intent
So much time I seemed to have spent,
To find and then discover God's intent,
Home of brave;
Soul did save;
What He meant then to heaven went.
Jim Horn
balancing on roof
heavy trunk
men plan its descent
the woebegone stems
purple smile
fades after tree falls
covered with sawdust
verbena
spent in scent of oak
6/27/2018
Nights unveil the darkness
Of dreary, dismal days
Thoughts plummet deeply
And diverge in disarray
Anxieties surmount
Ability to cope is seized
Sad face, a pseudo-smile
Hope barely within reach
November 10, 2021
Any you do
Spent for aid
That needs your help.
Small deeds help
A leap of joy
To those in need.
Don't let left hand
See what right hand
It comes for help.
Help those in need
Love as you can
God do the rest.
Muted pylons
with frayed collars
Rusted like Copper
with past Trips to Goa
This and that marvellous memories
on Olympus OM2 SLRS
Mighty escapes
from youthful dalliances
Aged without permission
Now old acorns
educating new students
There once was a poor man from Kent
So many "ladies" used his coin when He spent
Though not in the way of a true mans intent
more like the speed of the seed that He sent
So quickly He came to a concluding dismay
it was barely a coital event
The last days we spent together
were spent with laughter and despare
I hope we could spend a lifetime in each others shoes
but good things have to end to
I hope we can share this love forever
for these are the last days we will spend together
I spent today doing nothing
fell asleep on the couch
both dogs were lying on the floor
laid out flat on their backs, legs in the air
we would still be there happily snoring if a delivery had not happened
and if I had not needed to go to the bathroom
In South Life Have Spent
People in South there whole life have spent,
So they all ended up with a Southern accent;
Found in food;
A family feud;
When they died to heaven with them it went.
Jim Horn
PS. Andrea, Thanks for to hell in a basket joke.
Rain
Falling
Heavy Now
The Sun Shines Through
Drops
Flood
Water
Rising High
It Continues
Rise
Sun
Still There
Torrent Stops
Sun Rays Reflect
Shine
Light
Beauty
Crystal Clear
She Warms The Tide
Pure
Calm
Silent
Warm and Still
Now Beautiful
Flood
May be there is something
may be there is a thing
that matters and heals
may be hopeful and useful
may be designed and crafted
religious and mundane
may be of some numbed lines and dots
may be homely and loveful
drawing and dreaming
here and there
as anonymous guest?.
With all the time I spend on rhyme
in vain pursuit of beauty
I neglect to help my fellow man
and fail my forsworn duty
So this vow I make right now
Do not think I take it lightly ~
to rig up my toilet to fertilize my lawn
and flush it day and nightly