Short Starkness Poems
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Imagination only dreamt
In dark the starkness hid its flight
Until the tropic Phoenix went
Arrayed from daytime into night
Strangeness
the grotesque
the starkness
the edginess~
miraculous stories
all courtesy of
appearing separation~~
shining light upon a naked void ~ will always reveal more darkness
just as the peeping Tom went blind ~ after exposing only starkness
By
David Kavanagh hms!
the starkness of oak
the limbs emulating lack
cold bites without snow
without sun, leaves, they’re held back
Oh the sting - where are Spring bees?
1/21/2023
The very first image I recall in my youth
Was momma a-rockin' as her contentment oozed
In spite of the hardships
During the thirties starkness
She always sang quietly remaining aloof
The very first image I recall in my youth
Was momma a-rockin' as her contentment oozed
In spite of the hardships
During the thirties starkness
She always sang quietly remaining aloof
Eternal light shines so bright
Day or night we are in it’s sight
Steadfast love from above
Forever right ours to hold
Peering into the starkness
The veil of misty darkness
Calm assurance does attend
When all we do is pretend
The sea carries many ghosts
Their past pain, in waves, it hosts
I cannot swim within it
The tides force me to submit
Yes, I see its rich beauty
I also see its darkness
Bones in chains are its bootie
Moonlit, despite its starkness
05/28/2018
Her innocence was lost in a daze of confusion.
Trusting blood and the need for inclusion.
Case is hot but turns cold with darkness.
Fading away from a Mother's starkness.
Her case was never won and remains still.
Her only solace is knowing it is not God's Will.
when the sun rotates
backwards in the sky
and the blue goes on and on
without the wisp of a cloud
we are in the starkness of the day
when unmeasured time
passes on the hands
of a broken watch only
do we understand when these
days are gone the starkness of the day
Light without contrast, deep darkness
Not quite our comfort zone
Can we remain in this starkness
Coming into our own
Is complete our release
Do we flow on with ease
Unfettered, like the breeze
Old concepts recast
Light without contrast
09-May-2022
Quietus
Concepts and visions cresting
Adrift upon the wind of mind
In the recesses we fear of to speak
Within there the storms fury rises
Blasting away the starkness of thought
Released this unhindered internal mêlée
Then…residing in a calming respite
It sits alone ignored
An ideological dogma
Cool's in the 'tude
motivates action.
Stuff's stuff and we all have
reactions.
Gifted from birth all humans
we seek sometimes illumine
ache shuns when really
(and this may sound silly)
the light's shinin' down.
Candles in darkness
absence in starkness
let's go swing in the park, yes.
Is good for all us.
Indifference, plague of our times
We’ve befriended darkness
Stuporous heart deaf to love’s chimes
Our soul’s barren starkness
Enmeshed in ego snare
Dark dungeons of despair
When hearts with hearts don’t pair
Deadened conscience
Indifference
27-November-2021
Quietus
The green and fading afternoon
as starkness sets within, behind,
long shadows creep, with twilight soon.
The green and fading afternoon
releases brute bubonic moon.
The town folks dream with peace of mind.
The green and fading afternoon.
as starkness sets within, behind.
1/31/2022
As night burns into morning
New light breaking darkness
Life begins its unravelings
Horizon seperated starkness
Clouds calling their dew in
To rain upon with blackness
And clash with static cling
Growing fields of emptiness
To keep us going once again
Never expect an endlessness
All one day becoming within
Artists work the hardest
Trying to start this
Its where the heart is
Being modest, don't know what the cost is
Should I toss this?
Or should I char this?
Reach for the farthest
It's a star quest
In the starkness
Bringing light from the darkness
You might wanna hark this
Before the spark is
Completely thoughtless
Sitting beneath stars at midnight
free now to shout and just let go.
Imagination feeds their show,
I’m witness to a streak of light.
I no longer wonder what might
come out of the pursuit of peace.
Turning off the room’s centerpiece
I am not detached from darkness.
No distractions within starkness
hesitation will always cease.
he heard the golden trumpets calling
sounds coming from an empty mansard
as heat rises over his copper head
over his eponymous cosmos
the maker of secular arts
shall fall before he could rise for the first time
only because there's a leak sur le jardin
the maker shall fall deep down
bound to his cloaked heart of starkness
The silent moon veiled in seamless web darkness.
Bejeweled in radiance starkness,
Youthful valiant Prince Harkness.
Lost in hush briefness.
Charming, brave.
Fierce.
His, a fave.
Diligence, briskness
Each breath struck by its broadness.
Shadow soldiers walk with such braveness.
The silent moon veiled in seamless web darkness.
4/22/2024
No cigar— a narrowly missed success, in this poem happily missed.
COLD BUT NO CIGAR
Rainy today, cold enough for warm pajamas.
Yellow nest of autumnal loveliness.
Picturesque before starkness fills the pane.
Incisors of another season, threatening
to pinch me with impending Winter—
not so fast, dying my hair green!
10/29/2021
Brown and withered...
all these branches
Winter
In all its' starkness
A strange beauty,
in shades of brown
Winter...
Unclad
Tumbling brown leaves,
in a winter sky
Tracing your name
Such silence...
Winter...
when it came
The snow has yet to fall...
A strange time,
with a wintry sun
Cold
The whiteness has not yet begun
Autumn brushes her hair slowly
Letting the glorious colors
flow gently to the earth below.
Showing off vibrant colors
in contrast to summer's green dress.
Out doing the starkness,
of winter's white coat.
Autumn compares the mutable
shades of spring to her fall
Giving a sigh ,end of another season.
She packs her brush
as frost touches her tips.
Names, faces, families
Everyone has a personal story
After the politics and the desperate search for answers
We are left with a list of names
And the loss of such beautiful faces
And the tears of wounded families
Our future cries out in the starkness of this senseless act
And all our love and memories respond in soulful echoes
Love is timeless and endures the pain
Beauteous darkness,
With a heavenly glow,
That wondrous starkness,
When stars overflow.
Late-night fantasies,
Are woven in time,
With sweet memories,
Of golden day sublime.
Bewitching lights,
Even in fog and haze,
Shine fervently bright,
As if they were ablaze.
Shrouds of darkness,
Piercing beams of light,
Many are unconscious,
Of the beautiful sight!