Short Teeters Poems

held whimper
an unshed tear
teeters...

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Pitter-patter of
feet: raven teeters
on ledge examining me!...

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Friend Ship teeters    on the edge of the globe   anchored by angels

1/13/2018...

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God.
How I love writing
It teeters on frightening
Drawn in by the lightening
By one all encompassing word
Wrapped in verve
A wordsmiths perv...

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Another year offers itself
Like the smile spittling newborn
Gleaming with womb waste,
Ready or not,
The new year teeters through
Love and lessens,
Lament and force....

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...for Sylvia Plath


White wisps in 
killing glow 
dissolve.

Whiteness
won't redeem her;
arctic and stark,
bright yet lifeless.

Barren,  
a spectre 
without purpose,

she teeters 
in darkness, 
alone in her lordliness....

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A leaf teeters on the edge   
Winds rustling, whistling 
Teasing, promising temporary respite. 
  

False dawn descends   
As the lone leaf falls 
Hopes and dreams crisp and blend to become nothing in the night. 

Rebecca .A. Huxley...

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traffic lights
amber moon
heart ticking over

here the head teeters
breathy fumes
flood the face of the road

there are other wheeled minds
in this static world
other's waiting
to go

and the gone
are gone forever

curbside
cats stare
going nowhere...

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wreathed in silent torment
waking moments snap
at each breath of air

gnarled
echoes of pasts filter by

sleep eludes
weaves and teeters
numbing the weary mind

awake each thought
like splintered thorns
assault the dead of night

dreamless

devoid of hope
shorn of light...

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Propped up on willpower strong
Wants and needs in war prolong
Tested far beyond my means
Clinging tight to hopes and dreams

Each day teeters on near collapse
Strength in danger enabling relapse
Endless trials pain and sting
What new battle will tomorrow bring?

...

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Ecstasy is evasive. It's like candy for the soul
Contriving it rarely works and
searching for its manifestation daily
teeters on an addiction of sorts
Americans are obsessed with feeling good
Seems like we missed something somewhere
yet, now I'm writing about it. I prefer living it...

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I lost the love of my life
In the secret storm
of our romance

Looking for a guiding light
For our love teeters on the 
Edge of night

As the world turns
I will search for love tomorrow
Among the dark shadows of despair


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Sponsored by:
Sian St John...

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Lies drip off my lips like honey.
Whilst the truth struggles to clamber up my airway.
It often gets stuck somewhere between my throat and my mouth.
Never to see the light of day.
Falsehoods come much easier.
They behave as my constant companions.
Support for my throne of fabrication, 
Which teeters in the breeze....

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Is  
             When a tiny tot teeters on the brink of toddlerhood
             When your first love finds another
             When a reader discovers Hemingway
             When demob happy you exit the services
             When a treacherous IED is tripped
             When Death your soulmate snatches away....

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Life is a war;
so i fight.
Life is a story;
so i write.
Life is now;
so i live.
Life is Krama;
so i give.
Life is in motion;
so i move.
Life is a dance party;
so i groove.
Life is learning;
so i understand.
Life is unpredictable;
so i plan.
Life teeters on the edge of death;
so make sure you live like nothing's left....

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The loves that lost or lingers on
to tempt fair heart with faintest song.

The small remnants of primal pain
that rise and rise over again.

Seeking so to immerse absorb
the core of oneness ego’s formed.

One is whole sum yet two can tear
many fine souls hold out in fear.

Loves reward when shared by two
teeters on a knifes edge of cold blue.

We hold hands with broken fingers
torn and grasping lovers linger....

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no -
not yet
light, linger 
breathe a little
let day be undone
and quietly unfold
kiss me in hazy shadow 
entwining beneath amber fires
for love is tender in silhouette
with whispered hush of setting sun on skin
spellbound as saffron sky fades to navy
surrender sighs like the evening breeze
to the velvet of night-time's touch
twilight, I am a-tremble 
light teeters on the edge
silver-tongued stars sing
soft serenade
soothing to
dusk draped
dreams...

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Teensy tiny toad totally teeters on a goblet edge
In this prissy uppity restaurant! Screamed unappreciative Sedge.
The prices are outrageous! This toad is ruining my meal!
His blind date thought he was acting like a bit of a heel.

He wanted a refund, demanded the chef come their way.
His date, who had brought the toad, quickly ran out and away.
I guess I am the best gauge of character, the tiny toad said.
Yes, she agreed. I love it that you are always here for me, Ned....

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