Short Spools Poems

Bouncing Square Balloons

Bouncing square balloons
Rectangular falls spools bounce
Play catch you and I


10/11/17
James Edward Lee Sr....

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Like a fine mist that dissipates in air
    or spools of gossamer thread

  My thoughts go round and round in my head
    'til I awaken and nothing is there...

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   Spools for a day.
   Wound up with what they say.
   Tighter and tighter.
   The insanity won't go away.
   A year or two marinating.
   Chaos has won.
   Then the spring becomes undone....

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Bonsai tree of ancient roots poses a Sun,
Errant light spools upon rings of the aged,
The artfully skilled master the chronicles,
Wholeness of the day is honored to observe.


Date: 09/05/2019...

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Written: May 2nd, 2025 for Brian Stand contest

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spools of emotion

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stitching memory

a patchwork of thought...

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Sometimes you have to break
So that the light seeps in
Slowly through open cracks
Sealing scars and your fears
Shining bright inside out
Sewing cloaks of wisdom
Spools of thread now untwined.

22.4.2021
Contest: Pleiades 5....

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Trump Should Know

Trump should know there are many schools,
Of thought that always try to avoid all fools;
Like idiot  blooming,
Himself is grooming;
Going around in circles like thread in spools.

Jim Horn


Even does have trouble maintaining his cools....

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Seaming in a sewing room, earning his copper coins in twos. With patterns, tools, & spools, fast pace so hard to do. Rusty fans that are always frozen, feed dog staying broken with a boss who's constantly smoking fine Cuban cigars. Just another day at Sweat Shop Bazaar....

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Prejudiced HATREDS are the HARDEST THREADS to break.

But you and I will be tied and bound by our heartstrings 
Tethered, by the unbroken circles of our wedding rings

Sweet sentimental stitches sewn from spools of silver silk.





<><><><><><><>
 December 17th  2015...

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there not you
here we sit
sat two
then
had
me
to
i
am
one
then
again
i
am all

test me in silence
find my eyes speak
find our world weak
search beyond flesh
and
bone
what love
dripping from the morrow
find time un borrowed
rewind spools
of
sorrow
thier aught view
there not you
?...

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In the clear light
Beauty springs bright


Such floral hues
Where thrills now cue


Beauty speaks well
As visuals tell


Know in your heart
A lavish start


Art now impacts
In actual fact


See thus the truth
In ample proof


Beauty now spools
A mystic drool




Leon Enriquez
30 October 2018
Singapore...

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My shadow wears
clean underwear 
a freshly cleaned frock 
and shoes that are smart 
and it knows
the order of things
its hair is like
black spools of raw silk 
my shadow is a dreamer 
dancing, prancing and dreaming 
of things above ground and under the sun 
and follows me ‘til the day is done. 


Comments:
Never be afraid of your shadow :-)...

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The bed covers grew longer and longer.
As the continuous thread was fed, 
from the spindle to the spools unwinding and rewinding, 
from spool to spool twisting and weaving its threads, 
through the eyes of the needles, 
and into stitches of rows that zigged zagged,
In alternating colors of yellows, blues, and reds, 
with prints of daffodils across the covered beds....

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In the interim 
 Between birth and death
 I appear visible 
 As air becomes breath 

 Whirling I spin
 The warp and weft
 Of tremulous, fickle
 Vagrant flesh

 The stuff of dreams
 Sparkling and wet 
 Oozes and spools 
 In echoing depths

 In underground pools
 Whose length and breadth 
 Is the height of oblivion 
 In memory's debt

 Written by © Raven Drake...

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Taking a bit in his season to spin about their coast this coast
Around her globe the same old song as dance, headlines; wrenching
Stomachs wretched poisons turning your ever present of prevailings truths
Kept be a bitter bottle her babylon; forever and a day it seems this purity oils lamp
Subjugated unto darkened spools his spawned weaving children; fallon's prince their air....

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Be as a fool
A pawn or tool


Fool in a sage
A fine blank page


Sage beyond fear
As finesse cheers


Fear hides in dark
As terror Parks


Dark is the night
In strange black flight


Night sets the stage
To ink blank page


Stage your own show
Where new light grows


Show in fine style
A charming smile


Style thus dear fool
Such placid spools




Leon Enriquez
28 August 2019
Singapore...

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Late hours ply poise
Hurl night time voice


A night sky deep
As darkness creeps


Stray breeze feels cool
As slumber spools


Cats roams these streets
As midnight greets


Late night skyline
Stray moonglow fine


Dark is the night
In mystic sight


Moon spreads blue tints
As echoes mint


Cats in full spree
Gang up with glee


Sleep does not come
My verse lines sum




Leon Enriquez
08 December 2017
Singapore...

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I choose 
the strongest thread 
amongst the many spools
in my house
to mend 
my garments

I pull the loose end of the thread
on the spool of thread
in the sewing basket
slowly 
until the thread is taut 
and there is no slack

I pull and pull 
the thread
until as in  the end
the thread leaves the spool
and floats free in the air
as a body from a soul

I leave 
the empty spool
in the old sewing basket
while the strong thread 
mends 
my family’s torn garments...

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I had a dream.
In the dream I wove you a poem.

I used the fiber of my character 
to create spools of silken thread.

Then I dyed them 
in the colors of my imagination.

I reinforced 
each and every single strand 
with the strength of my love.

Spun the spools  
from the intricacy 
of my spirit.

Enamored by your vision,
I pattern every part of me,
every memory,
into every filament of my fabric.

Finished
I initialed my woven piece.

M.Y....

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Eyes can touch
If you but see
Just as much
As truth that frees


Verse wit spools
In happy thrill
In kind pool
Of poignant deal


Writes now surge
In quantum trip
In clear urge
Where voice firms grip


To know cheer
In sad and pain
Feels so clear
In loss and gain


By this gate
Watch what measures
Splurge of fate
In sound treasure


Why ask why
When you know fest
In a sigh
Hurls your own quest




Leon Enriquez
01 September 2018
Singapore...

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Dazzling flecks of gold fall lightly from flight,
joy and grace spun from translucent silk spools.
The sun like orange sherbert melts from my sight,
resplended in a rich robe of fine jewels.
A cooling sky bathes in soft sunlit pools.

Honeysuckle blooms on the horizon.
Cotton clouds yawn, puffing over the sun.
Taste the sweet dreams of her ripened peach gloam.
From Heaven, kisses goodnight have begun.
The sun, now spent, sleeps so bright stars can roam....

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