Short Strident Poems

As I get older
I make a strident prayer,
Dear Good Lord. Please, Be....

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garbed in gaudy green
sultry Summer strident struts  
flaunting hot assets

June 26, 2022...

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  How strident are their screams, 'Ceasefire!'  
                                             ~ adding fuel to the funeral pyre ......

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strident blazonry
sapphire plumage dipped in snow ~
blue jay on the wing

12.05.20



Haiku - Blue Jay Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Tania...

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At 27 you succumbed, 
Abandoned frenzied fans in shock - 
Tremulous threnody still thrums, 
As echo of the last string strums -
Your strident sound soars high, you rock! 

September 7, 2022...

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Chill
silence
of winter
Sunday morning;
church bells disturb the
translucent stained-glass calm.

Hush!
Be still.
Silent breath,
deny the noise;
strident man-made sound.
My reverence held within....

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The last few years we've heard a profusion of
  Media voices strident -- 'Russia-Trump collusion!'

Mueller's investigation's sowed considerable confusion
  We patient citizens -- citizen patients -- need a blood transfusion...

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The Rose
Soft velvety petals. Light and delicate
Tenderly nurtured by loving hands to create a bold appearance each year
Your strident colours marking the summers of my childhood 
An  aroma that lingers like the lost memoires of those endless summer days...

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clangor
repeating noise
echoing in my head
raucous alarm awakens me
bringing back turbulent reality
stirring anger and resentment
strident, clamorous noise, 
starting day of
clangor

By: Joyce Johnson 5/28/12

For "Sound of Emotion" Contest...

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Precious black gold
Sultry her allure of motion
Ambitious often bold 
Strident slick with emotion
A rose from the soil
The cause of commotion
For she does enjoy
Our lack of devotion
The earth we destroy
By way of loco-motion
Avarice her ploy
Of our destruction...

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Sometimes its okay to feel low,
it’s an ordinance of life
to make you acquainted of rife
that it is inevitably strident to grow.

It’s his expedient to steer you 
to see the life’s chronicle view.
See the vivid blue-sky,
be stance budding warrior it’s time to fly....

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Stare into the fire
Strident within
Peer into thee

Gaze upon fire
Until your spirit
Flickers with me

Dance naked dance hotter
Spinning stars
Higher and higher

Become the dream
Enter nether world
Follow my lead

In the end
Into the fire
You've fallen again...

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The sweet song of the democracy lark
Once told of a bright and hopeful dawn
Now there is only a strident bark
And the whimper of sycophants that fawn
And worship the Trump, and his massive wad
Lovers of money, with racist views
Vote for Mammon’s dodgy God!
The democracy lark is singing the blues

© Gail Foster 2016...

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  The calmer
     the more confident
  The more strident
     the more insecure

  The more natural the laugh
     the less the self-importance
  The harder the stare
     the less of him we can bear

  The more finger-pointing
     the more righteousness
  Hands relaxed at the sides
     reveal humble bona fides
...

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EXPERIMENTALISTA 
curiosity
  in opaque
&transparent
invention
of
  dispersed light
dense
  distingished
shaded


   rubbed
surface
drift
 in
 a blended
      texture
overlap
in
  lacy
    patterns
vulnerable
to
light
  reflection
in
  complementary
                hues
strident
&
fused
    in fragility...

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Skies cast an opaline tone on the periwinkle
From the outbreak of numbness
In the clangorous concord of the brain
Phantasmagoric cosmos of phantasms
Fully loosened by pennilessness and distress
Where genuine life dwells just as a nightmare
Strident sound singing a somber song

Written: November 10, 2022...

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Ocean waves gently tickle the shattered shells,
Strident seagulls briefly pierce the balmy strand.
Luring summer seems to work its magic spells
Tiny toes explore the gentle grains of sand.



15.01.20

 Excerpt taken from 'summer rispetto contest'  13 July 2018

 Arbitrium Divisa 6 Poetry Contest - sponsored by Gregory Barden...

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In stillness legends lie in rows 
Though strident are our chords of thought
Beckon they these ardent souls
By the eminence they hath wrought
Reflect do we in silence there
In remembrance of that life once lived
Granting we who came behind
Countless treasures come to mind
And peace adorns this quiet place
Adding to a tributes grace...

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The blaring horn, the sound of silence.
Constantly strident, but you can’t hear.
You just stare, but do you care?
If you care, stop for you know not what you do.
You don’t know the power you possess.
Stop before you destroy the beautiful silence
And give birth to the terrible noise.
If you don’t care, much obliged and bless your horrible soul....

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On Lindisfarne, they say, 
St Cuthbert took a hooded crow, 
A jackdaw and a jay, 
And on their strident tongues bestowed

The gift of harmony.
No more did ugly croaks and caws
Dispute above the sea, 
Or trouble those sequestered shores.

They sang all day, those three; 
And as they drew their corvine kin, 
The devil wept to see
His shrinking nursery of sin....

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Waves slap the hull and slither down the deck.
We've left the strident seagulls far behind.
The lighthouse beam pales as we pass the wreck
whose rusting iron ribs still groan and grind.

From: There are No Clouds
For: Rithimus Divisa 7 Poetry Contest
Rhyme poetry form only. 
Poetry Contest Deadline: Sunday, October 25, 2020 
Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden |...

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Amplitude of seasoning--spicy colors, zesty scents,
Unrestrained passion conceals a crumbling heart;
Twilight violins in tumult bow strident cacophony,
Unmasking the harvest madness in the corn.
Maternal? Never! So unlike her sister Spring,
Nonconforming Bohemian is all Autumn plans to be.

Copyright, September 29, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson...

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The spool of twine grows thicker
with the winding up of days,
the garden vines, yellowed, hug the ground;
the air, intoxicated with over ripened fruit,
grows loud with strident voices, the insects' final song.
The cooled night breeze shoves us gently toward the fire
and the love-large harvest moon bends low to kiss her dying child.

Copyright, September 6, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson...

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Ocean waves gently tickle the shattered shells,
Strident seagulls briefly pierce the balmy strand.
Luring  summer seems to work its magic spells
Tiny toes explore the gentle grains of sand.

All trivial concerns are soon washed aside
With every ebb and flow of the cleansing tide.
Those footprints left today sweeping waves efface
And pristine sands await golden dawn’s embrace.


13 July 2018
'summer rispetto contest'...

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One strident crash of drums,
Fingers race across a carnival organ,
The lean torso
supple in leather,
enfolds the mike stand like a snake.

Apollo deigns to sing to us
of bodies in heat and dying,
and promises delayed too long,
while the amplified strings
lay down tracks for Nirvana.

Soaring, screeching for release,
Their jazzy lines converge and climax.
The ending rumble of the drummer
brings silence. Electric relief....

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