Short Spreading(A) Poems
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blood
there is
in the soul
spreading a scent
fragrance from the heart
as the pure love
to human
to keep
peace
09.06.2020 Chattogram
The rain is singing
Soaking the leafy terrain
With splashy songs of puddles
The sun is smiling
Spreading a golden kindness
Through its glazed misty snuggles
CAT
Slowly spreading a luxury of black fur
Over my knees for me to admire,
Licking paw and washing face
To draw attention to her whiskers,
She fell asleep purring.
I fear you are spreading a dreadful disease
You cough sounds contagious...I shrink when you sneeze!
I have one small issue
Where the HECK is your tissue?
Don't spray your infection on ME (If you please)
He grins, dimples forming small lickable pools of attraction,
spreading through my chest like warm charcoal, smoldering little embers,
kindled in my heart, spreading a red warm blanket of love
in winter cold world.
High heeled shoes walking
Doing special kind of talking
Spreading a sensual feeling
Sending watchers reeling
Uplifting and enhancing
Really sexy when she’s dancing
Helping her to look classy and chic
Making her look powerful and unique
Go out today with a bundle of cheer,
Spread it as far as you can.
This cheer that you have,
costs nothing at all.
Share it over and over again.
Pass it to those who are weary and sad.
Pass it to those who are ill.
Don't be guilty of letting a day go by
Without spreading a cheer-up pill.
Think of me today
If you do I will feel you
A feeling in back of my mind
coming forward
Spreading a smile on my face
leaving a warm memory
And a hope and desire
for our next meeting
I will know the touch
of your mind on mine
Come to me today
in your thoughts
Then I will send you mine
Shattered heart, quivering lips,
Anguish laden tears,
In sync with dragging feat.
Embedded footprints of echo and impressions,
On the drenched empathetic sand.
Sparkling rainbow sailing proudly on the waves,
Roared loudly," No sorrow can be forever grave."
Washed away every bemoan,
Sprinkling beautiful shells and stones.
Spreading a new lease of life to hone.
Form:
Staring at
wind sharpened skies
and colour schemes
at odds with moving shadows
Spreading a gift of waste
returned to the earth
to mark territory
and a bold moment in time
Searching for
a safe environment
to reveal
overwhelming eruptions
of irrational thought
Slowly building a shield
towards eternity
in my mind
so I can sleep better
knowing I tried
to see reality
for what it truly is
Love Is Like The Spring
by Rick Rucker
Love is like the Spring,
They both make your Heart take wing!
In both cases, the Light does shine,
Spreading a warmth Divine!
And your skin takes on a happy Glow,
You look better, head to toe!
All you hear are happy sounds,
General well being, your body, surrounds.
How do you know if it's Love, not Spring?
Look upon your finger for a ring!
The particles,
spreading a weird cult.
You were colliding with moons
daily.
It was a bird call
under a gilded, cold, dark
sky. The desire was immense
than the meet.
You just wanted to feel
the hurt;flaunting an
erosion. A coherently large
body. Is that a mass-
of goddammed invisible ?
It was my harvested pain,
the lost virginity of a
spot. The exit war starts
for a gentle colossus.
Satish Verma
The peacock struts, it is a sight to see
Spreading a fan of its color with glee
Iridescent tails that are green and blue
Showing off in mating rituals to view
From a member of the pheasant family born
If losing another, like anyone would mourn
As they eat grain, fruit and seeds before flight
Some people don’t know these birds can fly
Often mesmerized by their beauty to the eye
Heidi Sands
10/6/19
Placed 6th in the Writing challenge, October, 2019 Bird
It's an impossibility,
all things have an identity,
even poor John Doe is now known
by that simplest of nom de plume.
Meanwhile on the news over there
the suspect it's said has gray hair,
with a purple shirt and red hat;
what kind of fashion sense is that?!
Rain is the rain; sun is the sun,
the tallest tales are often spun
by one who has nothing but fear
and feels safe when spreading a smear.
And, so, for your information
I'm just a conglomeration