Short Surfaced Poems
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O' little worm in
the rain why have you surfaced
look for hungry birds
6/6/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
HAIKU
Joy bubbles below the surface
And it surprises me
It has been a while
Since that emotion has surfaced
I am grateful to experience
Joy again
Opaque opiums surfaced
Brash helpless I languish
Menial remained purpose
Opaque opiums surfaced
Rivulets of solace purchased
By stimulus I am vanquished
Opaque opiums surface
Brash helpless I languish
Hushed (Nonet form)
The Loon glided across the water
Calling across the lake loudly
Then, it dove under water
Leaving ripples behind
It surfaced again
Looking around
Peacefully
It sat
Hushed
Heidi Sands
7/26/17
No time to worry over cavities
Under these circumstances—
Temptation has surfaced
Caution slips away like weak dentures
Answering desire—
Kindled peanuts
Ensconced in ginger syrup.
REDEEMING OPTIMISM-:-
admiration
awe
emotion
diametrically
opposed
in DEVOTED THOUGHTS
consistently
conceived
precursory
tranquil
scenes
of GENUINE PROMPTINGS
momentary
emphatic
enthusiastic
surfaced
impulses
a jarring note intruded
taunting staid silence
contemplation interrupted
lower mind surfaced
resulting in mental violence
noticing the tremors
horn of love was sounded
bliss mists pervaded the air
there was no need to react
sounds of silence resounded
Insecurity. Bled me dry.
The seed. Root.
Ghosts in my soul.
Invasion.
Laughter at speakeasies.
Bubbles in the champagne.
Surfaced, too quickly.
Whether on my right,
Or, left of you.
You let the
Bubbles rise to your
Unthoughtful Head.
None the less.
The sky rumbled
The wind whispered
Trees swayed
Leaves rustled
Birds happily flew around
The sea bubbled
Faster waves raged
Vessels swayed
Fishes joyfully leaped
From the blues you surfaced
Such a heavenly sight you formed
That I fell, tumbled and rolled
All for you.
5 a.m. had surfaced
Weary I ascended from my bedstead
Keen I rose the first of many cancer sticks
to the sleek rift of my lips
Oh, how the flavor of fresh, young smoke
Knocked at the base of my esophagus
Caressing my uvula with infinitely
Unfathomable mountains of beauty
Life
sails through
the blind turns
zig-zagged all-through;
Surprises surfaced -
Dimensions of truth changed
Mind's vision got clearer
with the cataracts of eyes
Let the inner light guide you through
this abyssal depth of life's ocean
Let wisdom accompany the voyage...
Everyone’s lifelong voyage cruises diversely
towards and from all meant gained, lost or
missed. Earth waters mask complexities, gifts
and rifts bound to astound us with our
surfaced share. New horizons tantalize our
brightest dreams while some island sights paralyze.
There's this smile on my face
That ceased to be erased
The source I traced,
Thoughts of you surfaced.
The shape of my smile
Is wide as Nile.
Oh my!
You leave me blue.
While God keeps me alive,
You water my soul.
You are all I have
For you truly make me whole.
©Akinlade Oluwaseyifunmi Sky™.
followed the road
it walked me tall
it took a break neck pace
it crawled
there were people
love and hate
lay on the road
as flat as heart kill
the rains came
where the road flooded
old bones surfaced
got through
wading in
stretching out
got through
old road soon be
a short dirt road
soon enough
first love’s blue frock flirted a sleepy poet inside ~ first piece surfaced
Oct. 02, 2020
MON-O Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand
*A 1st Place* in the following contest (judged on Oct. 8, 2020)
(17 syllables)
Oct. 2, 2020
How My First Poem Was Born Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: JCB Burl
I'm wet. In the sun’s heat, rain & urine stunk.
Suit, socks & tie ruined, so was I.
The game ended in the early hours.
That time, had had its thrills but now,
Pockets empty, my mind now active,
Recriminations re- surfaced.
Who was ‘’Beating me up’’?
Who could I blame?
What would ‘’They’’ say?
What could I say?
Continually wrapped your arms around me
Turning and engaging embraced yet free
I love having you around spirit surfaced
Placed in a vessel once fallow ground
Continually wrap your arms around me
Caring and engaging around me I'm freed
My Father God be ever around me
08/18/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2024©
Whilst I sauntered the halls
Her face surfaced before the lantern
That beloved grin an abstract design
Though she was settled behind glass
Fashioning the imagery ‘tis window shopping
Presenting the proclamation that she’s without a price
I covet not for alienation to shape us
I hunger for a sense of harmony
For us to never have spaked of tragedy
My foot steps echo through the hall
Roaring like a ferrocious lion
Time has passed and surfaced again
I am on the edge of a vast cliff of alone
Do I jump or do I yell??
Dance around and act a fool
Seek out the action in the night
My foot step echos through the hall
Dust bunnies dance into the corner
For Matt's contest Empty Apartment free verse.
And again surfaced that smirk
Glinting ever so alluringly in my wake
Kindling an effigy of suspense
Amidst the faces that evening
With the minutes I dissolved
As classic fairness advanced
Forsaken was I to saturate within carnality
Could such a reason exist
For such monumental idolatry?
Could such possibilities exist
For the sake of emasculating warriors?
THE OTHER
Word after word goes searching
And at times usually quiet times
Some incomplete sentence will shed light
This is but a shadow sought from deep within
So weakly surfaced as sun has little presence
A teaser persistent on fire!
Oh I am with me with me
Am the majority of life
Then there is this other
Dave Austin
Vilma
Her eyes and her smile
were the qualities of soul,
reached out through her essence
she brought all into the fold,
all goodness and sanity
in a world of messy things,
she worked through the undercurrent
she helped the angels sing,
"We'll miss her" is an understatement
she surfaced into our lives,
with her undivided giving
in memory we abide.
Little hell earth is taking its toll,
we suffer in silence the hell that we hold,
till we escape in the blinding white light,
the death tunnel is bright,
where we Get a fresh start so im told ...don
I did 15 years in stupidity,
at 15 a kick in the head from a horse dumbed me down,
i surfaced at 30 and the fog lifted,
but stupidity returns some times...
I know what it meant
I’m clear on the purpose
Your message was sent
The meaning has surfaced
You think I’m not smart
And believe I don’t know
But I started this chart
I’ve been watching it grow
I’m fully aware
Of what you intended
You’ll say I’m unfair
Our friendship, suspended
But, though I am nice
I, too, have a limit
False guilt won’t suffice
This charity’s ended
Thrice a summer aphrodisia snickered in my face
Yesteryear the fog of boreal passion surfaced across my window frame
Omnifarious passions are surfacing
The insignificance of homosapiens stood the test of time
Life molests all of us, maul us, then sing us to sleep
Spiraling through dimensions decorated with brothels and strip clubs
Aging with the grains of pebble stones
Aphrodisia is a tourist