Short Spiky Poems

Listen to poem:

what's this spiky thing
embedded in my landing
inspired nest bedding...

Read More

How good it is to live 
even the spiky cactus tree 
reaches out to the bright juicy orange 
of the sun...

Read More

spiky
   abstractions
in 
    fantasies

subconscious
  random
incisions
      painterly
expressed...

Read More

You're a slim, vivid, thrumming line
of Living.  Spiky relief against
recurrent grey.  All we all ever are
breathes in you.  You know it....

Read More

Those sunny days, so cool and bright, 
Spiky trees adorned with lights,
Sounds of bells ring in a roll, 
Christmas vibe is here to glow.

@Mathew,  2018...

Read More

The belted kingfisher is a cool dude,
But his girlfriend is even brighter hued.
He's loaded with dazzling features, but
What I like best is his spiky haircut....

Read More

Folk art
and flowers,
'spiky baroque'-
nouveau riche decorative
motifs



http://www.kettererkunst.com/bio/dagobert-peche-1887.shtml
http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/hi/hi_pechedag.htm...

Read More

Little Danny Hedgehog
Just a-walkin' in the garden
  Kissin' up to kittens
  Hmm... What the dickens

Danny says, Please pardon
That I was in your garden
  Kittens' tit for tat ~
  Get lost, you spiky rat...

Read More

Spiky hair.
Brittle.
Porcupine,
hedgehog,
spiny anteater
echidna,
kid.

Grow up prickly.
Grow up quick.
They raze -
rib dig.

Hurts in his alphabet soup.
Jeers jar.
quills quiver.

Curled up,
face tucked
into heart....

Read More

Everyone has enemy
Even prophet Jesus had enemies
Some great personalities are like roses
They spread fragrance in the garden of human race
But they live in the thorny branches 
And amongst the spiky leaves
Even a gentle wind can hurt them...

Read More

The iguana is certainly a popular lizard
To figure out why doesn't take a wizard

With that spiky mane curving down its back
It looks like a stegosaurus who went off track

I myself prefer pterodactyls to lizards
To guide me home when lost in a blizzard...

Read More

the warmth of a sunset, the softness of a cloud
the blueness of the sky, the birds singing loud
the green spiky grass, the grey moonlight
the shine from the stars, the darkness of the night
the sound of music , the ice blue sea
the happiness of love, little old me...

Read More

Tedious season
This spiky summer is ready to leave slowly
for the snow-covered mountain retreat.
 It has to adorn its weird clothes with maples 
and cross the chilly river on the way. 
I wish the stream is many fathoms deep 
and to meet the following easier summer....

Read More

Two bonsai trees 
craving for clouds 
a few handfuls of rain

spiky nuggets 
crying wine glass
fasting salivas 
all might drench
taking the wrench off
the frontal lobe
letting a sprout 
lift it's face

calling lips
on pointed  treetops 
______________________
22 April 2022...

Read More

 Eyes,
tainted
by snow flakes
of damp memoirs;
spiky frostbites chafing her irises.

Drained lids quiver on a funeral trail
lacing sharp ache;
iced droplets
pierced like
flakes.



Andrea Dietrich's Contest
LEAF, FEATHER, SHELL or FLAKE
8/4/2014: Form: Tetractys
Theme: Flakes...

Read More

The shrewd gulls fretted and flew,
veered inland to avoid the storm.
Some strutted over spiky rocks,
others flew low over the sea,
occasionally swooping into the cold
rough sea below, foraging
for tasty salty fish.
But when the storm was over,
they just flew up and ventured
to blustery pastures new.
...

Read More

The little pink cactus flower
abides among green spiky thons.
The mountains are blue,
all distance is a long ride on a blue horse.
Rocky sand-drifts crash like painted waves
upon a dazzled eye.
I am here, I am there
I am between a stretch of nowhere
a place where cacti are road signs
for many pathless ways....

Read More

Reconcile me with Mother Earth

The milk and honey of our existence

From which we came and will return

Let me feel the spiky greenness

Of wild grasses

Bowing before the wind

Allow me to sigh in ecstacy

Of nature in it's essence

Without a blur of cities, or

Blush of smog

To smear our tomorrow's....

Read More

angelic kisses from the missus,
no it wasn't she?
bludger had some spiky whiskas
awful bugger werent a 4 me,
watch out for dem shirt-tail  lifters,
bugger off stop bugging me...

re: 'sweet nothings' Dave Williams...

good on ya mate.....Don

love is sweet, but incomplete,
 if ya strike a gal 
with whiskers neat:(...

Read More

Silver haired, the year
rests in the field.
Crows gather
on the sycamore bones.
The day is like glass.
Winter lurks
in the shadows.

In brittle glades,
papery pods protect
the last seeds.
Spiky coneflowers stand tall;
the goldfinches had their harvest.
Everywhere signs
of a cycle
fulfilled.

December 24, 2017...

Read More

Prudence rode her neon lime green bike down to the corner 
Right up to the library
Entrance, she wore her bleach blond hair spiky short
Talking too loudly and popping her Bazooka Joe
Every time the librarian glared at her
Next to the magazine rack she
Covertly studied the science section hoping no one noticed her focused
Eyes...

Read More

Rake 
My nails down my face

Take
Nothing from my disgrace

Fake
My smiles and place

Nails
Down my skin down my arms

Fails
To stop all the harm

Rails
Keep me back but alarmed

Pain
One succeeds the other

Name
Called but no bother

Maim
Feeling hot red and spiky

Which should I hurt, my skin or my psyche...

Read More

awaken in the vine
casting lot for a pick
for a gracious luck
scattered on spiky pines
of roses, of tulip, and of more 

pick a lock of hearts
of deuces stack
shuffling decks of paltry picks
when only aces counts 

piece by piece
settling in for the race
a stag in a horse race
hampered and broken
an adventure of cascading dreams.....

Read More

And here I am under your majestic embrace
Giving into what your nature shares
Wondering why you need those spiky pods
Is it to protect what you treasure most?
When autumn comes you then let it go.

I too have my spiky pods
Holding on, not wanting to let go.
Keeping safe my inner soul.
As the leaves changes I hold my breath
And realise that I am autumn past....

Read More

With suction cups on its body,
It clings to rocks and such
So tidal currents really do not
Bother it too much.

Its teeth, as sharp as needles,
Line the rims of bulbous lips
And spiky studs, like armor,
Fend off anything that grips.

If this awful-sounding creature
Makes you frightened, you’d be wrong
For this lumpy little sucker’s
Just a mere 3 inches long!...

Read More