Short Surfacing Poems

surfacing in spring
	a spotted salamander ~
		subtle seducer...

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I write
poetry
from my deep thoughts
surfacing from my heart
breathing...

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suddenly surfacing. . .
a poem lost
in the clutter
of the junkyard 
that is my mind...

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waves cascading swift
pebbles surfacing the shore
turquoise blue heaven


May 6, 2018...

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Undeniable justice
Surfacing rederic

Invalid validation 
Corrupt surfaces 

Proposed purpose
Spoilers 

12/17/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2019...

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welcome winds of change
seduced cerulean skies
spring smells surfacing





April.19.2020
Let the Pens Flow...Haiku
Jenish Somadas...Sponsor

Placed 3'rd...Thank You...

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winters perils cove
blanketed carpet of snow
bright white surfacing
~
fluffy frigid snows
frozen icy particles
covering earth ground

1/10/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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The light	
A silent yet vibrant call
As if a shout from the east
Upon the wake of the day
The round surfacing presence
Calls upon us all
To stop, take notice
Pay heed
As we rub our eyes
And stretch to
The welcoming sky...

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The light	
A silent yet vibrant call
As if a shout from the east
Upon the wake of the day
The round surfacing presence
Calls upon us all
To stop, take notice
Pay heed
As we rub our eyes
And stretch to
The welcoming sky...

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i
untangle
my love
from your
silence
nocturnal dreams
withdrawn heart
of rain
surfacing wants
waves are rising
lost frontier
remnants of the
war of love
you
rise and fall
digging deeper
half closed
eyes
salty saliva
new dawn
is here...

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we are up
beyond time
and space
dark caves of
wood and stones
merging into sleep
in the infant night
when they are drinking
dancing and seducing
surfacing on dreams
of dogs cows and rickshaws
of the land of ruined
temples
we need to go soon...

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That which holds this 'I' together 
rolls over clouds finding no anchors. 
The sun is rising behind winter trees, 
The day will take me soon, 
make me be what I claim to be, 
but in the coming pre-dawn; 
the next surfacing, 
I will know again that I am not....

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Creating is not creation...
it is more, the tiger from
his cage set free – 

the aquarium dolphin again
allowed to roam endless 
his liquid topography – 

It is releasing gifts

sipping from wells our
thirsts divinely quenched
when surfacing depths of
eternity...

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NATURAL LIGHT
landscapes
 lit
 by yellow light
 dramatic scenes
  preserved
but
fade over
 outside
to
sit alongside
the picturesque


there are
signs of
life
to reach
 beneath
an effect
still visible
surfacing
to reveal
the early days
of
an
image moved...

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suspended in a brilliant flight

floating in a blue heaven of endlessness 

surfacing and diving deep in search of a chance

venomous bloom fly free in your silent peace 
 
a star lit trail streams your celestial dance

roam free in the July moon so full 

roam free.............

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An advance of clouds
Toward the North
Greeted the afternoon,
Crocodile head and turtles surfacing
Overhead spectrums low.
Bottoms drop tails to the ground,
The underside of a toadstool
Greeted evening.
And out of the hand that lifted it,
Boltings lanced to the ground
As night began its closing....

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There is an urban legend
surfacing somewhere on the islands
that I am a possessor of a converted
fountain of youth deep inside
my bedroom closet
and every year on my birthday
I would take a bath
into its calming spring waters
enclosing the mystical essence
behind my perpetual childlike appearance...

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In the depth of the ocean
darkness surrounding me 
my invisible enemy
lurking in the deepest part of my soul

drowning,
emotions surfacing
faced with only
my own thoughts

my pretty smile
disguising my lies
my tears,
tell a story.

I am, ok!
my favourite line,
while tears
find their way into my heart...

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Listen to poem:

Critical Creations
David J Walker

All of these eyes
These words
Surfacing for attention

Arriving in Wrhymes of 
twos and threes 
Arriving with bad baggage in
		Sixes and sevens 
but no intentions

The no knowing of certain
And uncertain 
Definitions

It’s the same for 
	Every beginning of
Critical creations...

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Where mind sews cobwebs,
I take out a dissolving spyglass.
The space between this self
looks back seeing nothing.

That which holds,
rolls over mind-clouds,
finding no anchors.

The day will take me soon,
make me be what I claim to be,
but in any next pre-dawn
surfacing,

I will know again,
that I am not....

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you surface me, dear,
                    like sea shells on sand-
       tidal waves engulf
                      the shore like your grace
        encompasses me-
            grains of love remain…



TABLEAU PRINTS
5 syllables in each line
30 syllables total
howmanysyllables.com
Nette Onclaud
October 31, 2017...

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It's said there's some irreplacable
and it's said they're iridescent
but from realities wakeup call
and the knives that peel at your delicacy-
gently puncturing the senses,
triggering the knots that erupt deep inside
when they are no longer butterflies-
but cobras,
infecting, misleading and wrong-
surfacing the venom of worry


*not finished*...

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Night is still in its diving bell.

Turn over the body-heat,
tuck head into a shoaling mind.

You imagine the window, the drapes,
the walls, the round walls
all fish-eyed and rising.

February eats whatever fat
the dawn carries with it.

Space fountains are thawing
in the drip of reality.

It is still too cold
for blood to be naked....

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Seriously searching seldom she sees
Solitude she savours so succinctly
Spaces she searches satisfying soul
Sufficiently sating silencing storm
Slowly surfacing so specially still
Sighting ships serenely sailing seas
Sonorous sounds silenced successfully

Written 5th April 2021

Contest SAVOURING SOLITUDE IN 7 LINES
Sponsor JCB Brul
2nd Place...

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The day catapults boulders into
the sky. Each gargantuan rock
makes a tiny hole in the
clouds like a caterpillar's
mangled tree leaf.

The sun will blind us eternally
and we will belong to the universe,
no longer the universe belonging to us.

The world will begin again,
the perpetual cycle of
our faults surfacing and
exposing our inability to progress....

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