Short Supplying Poems
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RIVERS, OCEANS
Rivers,
Small streams
Flowing supplying racing
Through every part on earth
Fishing travelling twinkling
Enormous peaceful
Oceans
God His food to a child is supplying;
So small one shall cease his crying;
When we meet,
Process complete,
And when child does God is drying.
Jim Horn
Took Her Trusseau
Looked great wherever she would go
And this I must make sure you know;
Feature identifying;
She was supplying;
We could always tell by her trousseau.
Jim Horn
Despite living
supplying myself with cement
, steel and disgust...
Despite building me
daily verbiage walls,
I'm in a light spirit...
always ready to burst
in songs and laughter...!
Supplying Lying
Things with us Trump is supplying;
Sure does like to do a lot of lying;
Found full of confusion;
Distinguished by delusion;
All of this he did end up denying.
Jim Horn
We Did Hear About Those Dying
Did hear about all those who are dying;
From God a list he had been supplying;
Remember when;
Exact order in;
Tears would appear as we were crying.
Jim Horn
God is a river
Always flowing, and stretching, in every direction
Like blood vessels in the body
Supplying the seas and the oceans with sustenance
Let Him be the first drop of water quenching your spirit
Denying and Then Crying
John's voice in wilderness was heard crying;
Have no fear even those who are denying;
Child has been born,
On one early morn;
His Son to save us God would be supplying.
Jim Horn
Rupture of Trump Infrastructure
Does appear to be another big rupture,
Of Trump, and his infant infrastructure,
Lying and lying;
More supplying;
Has been combined with compuncture.
(Being idiot he has a compunction.)
Jim Horn
Bob
A diva without a tiara,
Unbreakable even by Barra.
Greedy for space,
for light,
for love.
Supplying my shade,
my air,
my wonder.
My keeper of tales to tell nought,
My indefatigable stalwart.
Do not fear, Bob is here.
Life breath growing.
Doves dawning song,
Zephyrs blowing.
Daisies blooming
Waiting yearlong.
Showers looming.
Turtles swimming.
Frogs croaking throng.
Creeks near brimming.
Lushness supplying.
Blessings belong.
Rich life implying.
Death Met In a Gazette
There are times when death may be met;
Had been one of oldest that is a Gazette;
News supplying;
Crying and dying,
And newspaper is filled with much regret.
Jim Horn
That was a horrible experience for Annapolis
area.
Small Spark Deep In Dark
Remember when we saw small spark,
Of hope we discovered deep in dark;
Death and dying,
Supplying crying;
Had heard songs of love from a lark.
James Horn
Not sure if people like my humorous,
philosophical or my emotional poems
the best.
Diamond in the dark
Formed by fire
Come to light
Cut and polished
Sparkling brightly
Multifaceted
Viewed against the darkness which gave it birth
Radiates the light supplying worth
And shines for all to see
Shines for all eternity
Anne Linington
You don't make people safer
by supplying more guns,
you only make it safer through disarmament.
You don't make a world safer
by stockpiling bombs
you only make it safer through disarmament.
our arms we use to hug
are all the arms we need
so let's re-instate some sanity please.
Trying then supplying and crying
Laughter Chapter Capture
Decline Vine Combine
Addressed Stressed Suppressed
Distortion Proportion Contortion
God me will be with
Swore and did take the fifth
He is not a myth
attitude prevails
hear those sad who often wails
in coffin are nails
Jim Horn
Just to be free
To soak up the peacefulness of the sea
Is truly a blessing to me
I am so grateful to God
For supplying the world
With so much love and beauty
For the eye to see
From ocean to land
Woman to man
Baby to child
And all of the animals and critters running wild
Boy does our God have creativity and style
ETERNITY
An eternity passed by
Since I started writing the poem
Full of eddies in unknown lands
Was it a chance or magic of art?
Going upward to fly in skies
An unknown journey in the mind
Full of intrigues, all supplying
Accumulated knowledge defying
But the poor old brain is shocked
By centuries of old useless stock.
ETERNITY
An eternity passed by
Since I started writing the poem
Full of eddies in unknown lands
Was it a chance or magic of art?
Going upward to fly in skies
An unknown journey in the mind
Full of intrigues, in all supplying
Accumulated knowledge defying
But the poor old brain is shocked
By centuries of old useless stock.
Our Father,
Who art in heaven above
Thank you, for sending
Down your love
For supplying
All our needs
We have been
Blessed, indeed
Forgive us
For what we did wrong
Help us all
To stay strong
Live for you
Keep hearts pure, always
Give us the strength
To get through the day
Protect us through the night
While in bed we lay
6/15/14
do you got that lil someone
supplying your needs
at nite when your body
needs to be caress
do you got a lil
some one special
to make the simple
things so blessful
you were trap
alone now
that lil some one
came to your rescue
huh if not can i be
i'm not gone second guess
you
or think wicked thoughts
baby i wanna address you
like a envelope///
Crush
Like the rainy season watercourse
Flowing with full pressure
Fresh and strong, like wine
Too strong to bridge
At august it rests
From pregnant clouds
And thus the weight less
Supplying a low mass
At December thou dries
Leaving relics of pressure
Denying the fishes the pleasure
Once thought prerequisite
I once thought it love
Only to find it desire
In the summer of a universe,
I am with the sun.
I yearn to break away.
I try.
A giant gravity holds me fast.
No matter how I try, I cannot reach a new domain.
I am trapped right here.
Armed with every treasure and matter known,
I make my leap for escape.
I succeeded.
And upon waking,
I found myself locked away forever,
Supplying blood to the beating heart of the sun.
dark and lethal night
listening to the lone hoot owl—
one more dead raccoon
bright and lively day
greeting the morning songbirds—
noisy children
stunning night and day
supplying niches for life—
our mother planet
© January 27, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: HAIKU HODGEPODGE…TRIO ...
Sponsored by Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Saddam Hussein had weapons of mass destruction
so we invaded Iraq, but we found none.
Now we're over there fighting for Iraq's liberty supposedly,
but that isn't the case necessarily.
The Bush's have government contracts supplying weapons for the military.
They are also major conglomerates in the oil industry.
Something about all of this stinks if you ask me,
but none dare call it a conspiracy.