Short Staving Poems

staving off my sleep
it wanders thru the night
a mind of its own



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on January 27, 2020...

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Defying hate and fear
Staving off another tear
Dry your eyes dear
Then testify truth here
Only he can hear

Above as so below I imagine
Pain, refined, a flow then
Drips life giving blood been
Weaving too much sin

God's tears fall and begin
Renewal of all men
Love, hope, compassion win

They simply embody God....

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nostalgia hovers in the night
candle flickers o so bright

bruised hearts craving serenity
for just an instance of infinity

bluesy melodies fill the room
staving off impending doom

a prayer in worship to divinity
in exchange promises eternity



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on February 23, 2020...

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When the snow arrives at night,
Blanketing the city,
All is peaceful, soft and white,
No longer gray and gritty.

But with morning, what we hear,
And there is no escaping,
Is the grating sound, so clear,
Of nonstop shovels scraping.

Sidewalks must be free of ice
And everyone so doing
Is not concerned with being nice,
But staving off some suing!

March 5, 2019...

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Preternatural beauty dense and thickly lush 
elegantly displayed requiring very little gush 
A terrarium bottle garden in a growing rush
staving deep with vibrancy and gentle hush; 
A wardian case of coruscating light, forever plush 
inside a menagerie of green plants falling afresh 
the intransigent resilience of this herbal flesh 
is both, a healing balm and a lovely garden bush....

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we once rode together
sipping sherry sweet angel skin
fabled silken locks staving off 
dream’s killing wind

no idea of our value
as we lay treachery’s faint skidmark
on the ice fronting
dreamboat market

gyrating dark stars
stunned stone sapphires strewn across howling
midnight meadows
petulant organ grinder was I
churning melodies sublime

all the while counting orgasms like shooting stars
knowing we donned

tresures from afar...

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Nae dinner again 
Ah heard my ma saying 
Wit am ah gonna 
Gee the blimming wains 
We're staving ma the wains wid say
Shut yer mouths
Ave been trying to tap aw day .
Then in it stoats all drunk and insane
Dus ny even care about the stait eh his wains
My maw she's gone mental 
Shouting we'res ma dosh
Don't you even care ya bass 
They wains have had nae nosh 
All slumped in his chair 
He's drunk n doesn't care 
Wen he wakes up 
He'll even want mare....

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