Short Suffices Poems

Could Be Crisis Which Suffices

could be big crisis
we know always suffices
full of surprises...

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One needs not all mountaintops to conquer for his mark to leave in life, the right hill suffices!







(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
        06 July 2016...

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Droplets beget
drips and drops that fall
to splash, splat 
plip and plop
in pool below.

Dew doplets
beaded on glass and leaves,
coalesce as rivulets, 
let to run down panes 
when it suffices....

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I know that I know.
I know less now.
I care less.
I miss less.
I want for less.
I'm satisfied with
here and now,
not what might
have been,
not with might 
be yet to become.
What I know
suffices.
I know what I know....

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All for one and one for all
The spread of cultured hands suffices
Like manna in the wilderness
No one is cloaked in greediness
The rising up of voices unheard
Like dust molded to life renewed
Who knew of particles power?
The nanosecond of changes
Like an idea whose time has come,
One for all and all for one.

*...

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The sense of beauty pervaded
In the moment when admiration
Became a flutter of the heart

And it transformed into words
That spoke of emotions
And honesty.

And from such kindness
Obliging acts are gained or given
Albeit unnecessarily, 

Though most times it suffices
That admiration just like love
Seeks no affections returned....

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Morning dew frosts the window,
a beam of light stripes the room-
echoes of bluebirds trickle
among the primeval music-
before the world has woken up
a sip of coffee suffices
is enough to make you smile-
or reflect on that quiet morning
when it's you and nature blooming in moment
don't forget to swallow these moments whole...

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Aware of consciousness,
I know that I know.
I know less now.
I care less.
I need less.
I miss less.
I want for less.
I'm satisfied with,
what's here and now.
Not what might have been,
Not what might be yet to become.
Just being here, and being there suffices.
What I know now, suffices.
I know that I know.
I know what I know.
I know awareness....

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B
L
E
Saviour* suffices my soul with satisfaction savour…
Shepherding steward steps toward steadfast service. 
E
D

*Titus 2:13 Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ. 

November 13, 2020
1st place, "Kim’s Acrostic Play" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kim Rodrigues; judged on 11/25/2020....

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We mere mortals,
Are but temporal beings.
Drowned by the wine of luxuries 
That life has to offer.
That being said, still suffices not
(Countless, numerous sins ongoing
Creating, still dreaming 
Of robots never-ending)
The forgotten warmth near the fireplace
And those which are eternal
Just to be swept away
By the broomsticks of the witch,
Just to be blinded by the lust of ambition....

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Tonight I dine where sleep reigns,
And devour the elixir of life’s greatest recipe.
A taste suffices, for the eyelids wilt, as flowers in their final farewell,
And breath and mind slow to the ever gentle ticking of time,
As if the sea itself were closing in on each and every part of my being.
Patience pays its due, leaving I, a feather pleasantly floating towards an unknown,
Lifted and drifted in ritual of dance....

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to God made a pledge
will thank when He removes wedge
helped me cut my hedge

God always believe
in church Him we will receive
gave us a reprieve

God seems so splendid
all my many sins ended
He had intended

of God I am fond
our thinking He is way beyond
have a common bond

God gave His blessing
go to church up am dressing
sins are confessing

could be a crisis
while God always suffices
full of surprises...

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Passions from expression prohibited
Floods an entire being
As arms ache from longing
To nurture, to shelter, to embrace
What on this bed cannot lie
And what in this house cannot live
Anymore.
In lieu a distant view
Suffices to nourish
A parched heart's thirst, 
And dreams of what cannot be
Invades unguarded moments, 
While despondent poisons
From the radio spill
Infecting from ear to soul; 

To be human, 
A sin that cannot be avoided....

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The gods looked down upon the plebes
and roared a loud thunderous laugh.
Those arrogant humans never
Learn. They spend precious time flirting
Audaciously with foolishness;
They set their eyes toward heaven
And expect to achieve greatness.
By whose precious standards do they
Trust determining their greatness?
Their own supreme egotism
Suffices as their bellwether
And so therein lies their weakness
A trait exclusively human....

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Not by definitions,
Not by songs,
Not by poems,
Can't be expressed only be felt.

Not by promises,
Not by sacrifices,
Not by efforts,
Nothing suffices when death itself is a mere souvenir.

Not by wealth,
Not by health,
Not by looks,
What's essential is always invisible to the eyes.

My love is unconditional ; Limitless,
It is selfless ; grows on you forever,
But you don't see it yet,
The world is not yet ready for my love....

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Fully satisfied
I thank my great God
Who suffices me
richly with His grace
always, so timely…

     While abounding 
     in His mercy
     and compassion
     for increased faith…

          To serve Him
          joyously
          midst trials…

               Calling
               His name…

                    “Lord.”*

*Romans 10:13 For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.

June 12, 2019...

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A mother that hears the cry of her baby 
does not turn deaf ears to show indifference.

A woman prepared for a culinary task, 
by all means, gathers the condiments required.

A barricadoed road, however restrictive, 
suffices not to keep an incubating hen off her eggs.

A nocturnal darkness does not stand to disorientate 
a hand to miss its way to the mouth.

Scavenging any available heaps in sight 
reflects the missing of a valuable....

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We tend to give a little more 
to the little ones.
Nonetheless,
it's not a matter of
belittlement.
The lesson in lessness,
is not a matter of nothing less 
nor nothing else
nor is it about starving to nothingness.
Nevertheless, it's more or less
about giving a little less in 
little bits of littleness,
in meager, measly morsels,
that just suffices
and leaves one
just less than starving,
but with a little more 
hunger within,
yet to be satisfied....

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