Short Startles Poems
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Sun surprises moon
Startles her with light and flame
Frightens her away
Then spreads wide his arms
And creates a new morning
Miracle complete
This language, it startles me.
To think that one may speak
while the other may listen
Is preposterous.
I’ve never known to love
But it seems to make more sense here.
Form:
Blood curdles
the entire room just startles;
Floating a banshee howls loud
proud;
Dire message
of an impending passage;
Not a thing could make this curse
worse.
a squirrel
startles me
posing
for a portrait
of a beggar
for a morsel
of love
what it means
in the vast
scheme of things
i try
to contemplate
but the
sliver moon's
crevices
beckon...
eagle owl startles me as she swoops around
staring intently at possible prey on the ground
I hope she is not thinking of hooking those talons on me
they look treacherous for sure, and how tasty could I be?
Laughter bubbles up from deep within
it foams, gurgles, exudes joy, and spreads
until it bursts forth
and erupts into a jubilant noise
that startles me as it takes on a life of it’s own
and spreads cheer to all who hear
Nothing is here I have not learned by heart,
yet, still my conscience startles
at the rise of the sun
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For Chris Aechtner's Contest: "Kooky and Krazily Kimotastic Kimotherapy "
Daring
Each of us creates
that which appears..
This truth startles
yet attracts our daring..
Each longs to be free
of Newton's hold
but such freedom is
named as folly..
So we remain
waiting for grace
to bless our daring...
solstice
light becomes dark
saddened sun hides early
grieving grays grace blankets of rain
body glove of muscle aches, sorrow scarf
comfort in numbness, in stillness
sun smiles, warmth startles
dark becomes light
solstice
12-26-19
aging startles in small ways~
a soft turning of the heart,
a sudden shimmer of truth
I didn’t know
I was ready for.
You may read the companion personal narrative piece at: poetrysoup.com/short_stories/surprise_13936
Black
silence
wakes me up
spooky feeling
my heart beats eighty miles an hour
who and where I am does not register
hyper hearing
kicking in
fast heart
fear
noise
sudden
startles me
outside door creaks
too paralyzed to run I wait for it
LOSS
sitting on the bus
watching shops pass by
passengers reflected exit like ghosts
she’s gone
and another and another
in the park
by a phone booth
wanting to call my love
sudden shade startles me
sun behind a cloud
Dave Austin
a rooster's crow
startles the quiet
glory paints the sky
yellow patches
all over my yard
flowers hide in the shade
bird song
as shadows fall
wind whispers good night
Nov. 21, 2021
for William Kekaula's the 'Hiku (Disciplined Brevity)' Poetry Contest
bright red
against the gray
a thought startles
my everyday
meanders through
in a sluggish insistence
that defies my ignoring
to push its color on me
beckons like a bloody finger
I'm drawn, there's no denying
evidenced by words
that chew their way
across this page
My delicacies are never bothered by writing truth
Rather delighted by it, for it seems the best release
Dishonesty in writing bamboozles me
Confuses me, startles me,
strikes me as crazy weird.
Why would you write at all?
What would be the point?
My soul purpose
is to share
my
truth
All these years
life passed under sweet hollow tree
A wind blows and tears
calling me free
A life it fears
Startles my memory;
And the trees endears
when wind hurry-
lightening under me'
A destiny this life gathers
where itchy feet carry
A new dawn heart desires
and I long to be free
Form:
I love you wild and free
From midnight to the dawning spree
When broken glass startles the mirror
Our love grows clearer
Through fortune and nebulous climb
Tucked into each other's sides
By mystic banter and throaty relief
Holding still in our belief
That love summits grow
With each passing leaf
Touching warm rains
blinking sun feigns
foolish clouds try to sweep
thunder shutters all.
winds combining to stir
darkness steps in to warn
that a storm has brewed
lighting startles the sky
nature held in captivity
time has been uprooted
beauty has been stricken
till the rainbow rescues all.
NATURE
Sun burns soil of earth
To refrain from heat cloud takes birth.
Sky smiles
Sun burns
Sky thunders
Birds in sky wonders
Rainbow colorful
Sun startles
Sky shows frown
Sky toughen
Stormy cloud flows
Sky sparkles
Bird mutes
It rains
Nature transmutes
Bird chirps
SAROJ KHAN
COUPLE
Bought two pairs of shoes by the Groom Black Sheep
to wander, to run, to jump or to leap.
The Bride startles and stares,
claims for other two pairs.
Happy couple plans for honeymoon trip.
06/09/22
A Funny Limerick
Contest by. Tania kichin
Outside my window
Dark clouds swirling
As the rumbles startles me
The sky turns shades of green
The light of day seams to quickly fade
Rain starts to fall
As if it knows the ground is calling for its damping
Plants drink in the moisture
The wind starts to calm
Rain turns to a mist before the sun peaks out
Flower heads seam to stretch toward the new clean sun
All is clean, fresh and new
A-rush
In a feather ruffling frenzy
cooling the flamboyant sunrise
muffling the warblers
with waffling winds
chilling the audience
in an ice-like stare
your shivery essence
ricochets through the canyon
startles the cliffs
bellows amid the echoes
of yesteryears challenge
stirs a red dust devil
they call you cold, December
for they are frail
and cannot bear the sting
of Winter’s hoary kiss
The bookstore door
startles open with
a man's hearty hand
and sincere smile
landing upon
this skirted lady,
bashful to be
coddled, but
undoubtedly
wanting it.
Mirrored cheeks widen
like the open door
with hearts extending.
Thanks is verbalized
and humbly
appreciated.
He tilts his top hat
and I am flattered
by the flirt
of uncommon
courtesy.
4-9-2021
No Words Until They Come
Her question startles me
I had no idea she could speak
She never had before
She is three
We were used to her silence
Suddenly she found her voice
In one day I had six thousand questions
Questions she had been pondering for three years
"Why is God up there? Why is grass green?
Why is that old lady's skin so thin? Why do we have to go there?
She is three
And speaking
I have no words
Sitting by the crackling fire,
the two of us
alone in the dark.
The frogs' chorus
pierce the night air.
The solemn hoot
of the lonely owl, startles.
The heat carries the embers
and smoke to the heavens.
I watch the flames
dance across your lovely face.
The light reflected
in your eyes.
We sit together
listening to nature's cacophany
enjoying the night's spoken words.
Our silence communicates
one to another.