Short Spurred Poems
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blue crane undeterred
wings flap and emotions spurred
raspy sounds are heard
Contest: What's the Buzz
3rd Place
Fight alongside me
Feel proud of her calm.
As I were her gum.
In a free war, I'd be scum.
I'm spurred by fear and wisdom.
A bunny can hop, jump, and leap
And sit up straight whilst fast asleep
A tortoise must climb
One step at a time
Spurred on by the Roadrunner's beep
Strelitzia reginea is utterly pretentious!
Its claim to fame is so contentious!
For it is not a bird, that's absurd!
As sinner impenitent, from paradise it's spurred.
A sense of wonder at glistening snow
spiraling high, in drifts it goes
A bluebird hops, so delicate, white powder stirred
Dream on, sweet angel, imagination spurred
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Frothing, frigid fjords
Fling forth fine stippled
Salmon, streaking upstream.
Roe-rich fish, flashing
Fat and fulgent:
Spurred to spawn, to spurt
Then sputter -- spasmodic.
Spectral. Unspared.
Once I wrote a really good poem
My teacher wrote
‘Lightning doesn’t strike twice, Sam’
A 'D' in the course spurred my belated reply ~
‘I know, ma’am’
PRESSURES TO CONFORM-:-
particularly
intense
imitators
awe-struck
respect
set APART
pitting
wits
skill
repeated
competition
in CLOSER TERMS
spurred
manifesto
envisage
aesthetic
beliefs
What to keep and what to throw?
What if you truly do not know?
Bring it all outside to the day light
You might be spurred to action by the sight
Then again, you might me more like me
Wanting to keep all that you can now see
ELASTIC DEFINITIONS
pivotal
awareness
of
inner
enlightened
necessity
spurred on
rediscovered
stimulii
renewed
perceived
paradigmatics
in
trivalised
superficial
traditional
engagement
The words of her song
remained on his lips
duties of the heart with
which he'd not come to grips
The pain that he felt
as they tormented his soul
spurred him on to repentance
renewal of vows ~ marriage whole
Great lore
of yore
Big lands’
ranch hands
No work
to shirk
Tending;
mending
Bale hay -
okay!
Cows raised
Grass grazed
Horse spurred
helps herd
Strong fence
makes sense
Bull ride
gets tried
For kicks -
rope tricks!
The colors of flame
have ignited my heart
A scarlet breeze has
stirred me
A golden passion
now to impart
The autumn sun has
spurred me
I want you so
The leaves are falling
and so am I
Helen's was the face that launched a thousand ships -
so wrote Christopher Marlow
to explain what spurred their haste to take that trip;
but, I would like to ask him though,
this poet and playwright, wise and knowing -
which way were they going?
he now sees
that life but a play
spurred by desire
amidst dream images
28-November-2020
4-line extract above
taken from the free verse poem
titled ‘Eulogy’
written on 13-November-2020
Contest name: Liberum Divisa 3 Poetry Contest
desires reinforced
spurred by identity
seeking to become
even momentarily
doer with the dream
then thus births
dreams within dreams
so called awakening
simply being
exiting these dreams
self conjured
layer by layer
until we uncover
our self
20-November-2020
Seat of Rudra, divine power
Joy when aligned with heart
God’s will, bestowing bliss shower
All souls one, none apart
Spurred by our innocence
Actions by resonance
Luminous radiance
Manipura
Seat of Rudra
13-November-2021
Quietus
Caesar preferred to be quietly interred
But to Antony his friend he deferred --
With Rome's citizenry Antony conferred
Spurred them on with the passion of his words
Masterfully, did he their emotions stir --
They'd hunt down and kill the conspirators, sure
I believe in charity -
Simple but profound -
Joy made compound -
Spurred momentarily.
One act - hand to hand -
Across the bridge -
Is one’s privilege
For the strong withstand.
I believe in humanity
And if a smile be requited -
Humble and innocent -
It little cost me.
My horse sense I fancy,
even though I’m not fully perfect I remain,
love worthy.
Spirit gutsy,
gallops driven in my own lane,
I’m me.
Core stirred,
mental membrane
spurred.
My horse sense I fancy,
gallops driven in my own lane,
spurred.
into blue gardens
spurred by the beckoning sun
and fragrant lovelies
hydrangea bliss
too long gone, forget me not
sapphire cornflowers
songs through the grapevine
and irises navy blue
cobalt skies charming
azure clematis
a sense of what's been missing
lilac fragrances
Love’s the password, to reclaim light
Aglow in cave of heart
Gentling touch, we garner clear sight
All souls one, none apart
Of this truth, be aware
There is nothing out there
With God’s laws, choose to pair
By bliss beats spurred
Love’s the password
Is the urge to create innate
or a passing mist, quirk of fate,
doomed to die, as we wingless fly,
in dream waves that will soon abate?
Questions: what, where, when how and why
spurred by mind, lets not bliss draw nigh,
shrouding soul’s light, caged in within,
ego spawned urge, which we decry.
A nerd slurred a word unheard, to be his preferred password.
A bird flew over a furred herd, be-gird by a Kurd.
He stirred and blurred, to a curd a third of turd.
But undeterred he spurred the transferred word, to be heard and conferred.
To reword the inferred referred word, to be deferred is just absurd.
T-ake my hand sweet doll,
R-un with me,till we are
O-n our way to love spot.
U-ntill the sun goes down
B-enders of time we be
L-oving eachoda without
E-nd till we turned to mist
Note:
Iwas moved by different
attempts some wonderful
poets made. It spurred
me into action.
Hope It was well penned.