Short Tell Tale Signs Poems
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Insecurity and Impurity
A big problem to me has been insecurity;
Had resembled and become an impurity;
Tell tale signs,
Of others designs,
And much the result of more immatruity.
James Horn
The visions of you are flooding my mind
The tell-tale signs of love undefined
The birds must know something,
I’m scared to admit
They are chirping away
In a very unsettling way…
These gardener's hands
this soil black
The sun upon my olive skin
This shadow sky
with one lone cloud
To pierce the blue horizon
My finger nails
with tell-tale signs
of never wearing gloves
Tomato plants and
rosemary: a feast
just waiting to happen.
Form:
The face is flush
The knees are weak
The throat is dry
You cannot speak
You sweat when near
Your heart will race
You lose your breath
When seen, her face
Hands are clammy
You stutter a bit
You’ll fall if you stand
So you just sit
Yet there is no way
You’d say no to these things
Because they’re just signs
Of the love that she brings
Love confuses the senses
It tricks us into seeing what’s not there
We see what we want to see
Someone you love, who loves you back
In equal measure
Someone as happy, content, faithful
As you are
But love blinds us
It blinds us to the truth
It fails to register
All the tell tale signs
Of sadness, discontent and infidelity
Until it’s too late
Form:
Tell tale signs linger in the void,
of unvoiced emotions destroyed,
yet embraced by the universe,
thereby shaping destiny’s verse,
replaying as our life’s refrain,
until mindful eye does ingrain
each flicker and nuance within
bleeding hearts, thus exhuming sin
from the very core of our soul,
that womb of existence feels whole.
03-August-2022
either look or see
what you will become and be
sure you will agree
We are definitely the product
of our environment. Maybe that
is why DC is so miserable.
will sew what they breed
so should plant the proper seed
separate from weed
arrived at third floor
thanked God that there are no more
my feet sure are sore
Tell tale signs of a Brother Rat
rat friend had been a brother
was always like no other
still lousy lover
Beneath the slumber of a summer day the tell tale signs
of a serene splashed beryl sky gone rye
Bereft of love the royal sea ingraphs me and rewinds
your turquoise eyes and misbehavin' laugh;
Those stillson jaws still haunt me many nights
with navy shades of tragic/ loss ;
How can I forget you if each time I look down
I see that tattoo on my arm (two cobalt wings of inky hue)
that never fly nor leave my side.
July 11, 2018
Even when everything shines
I still feel the tension as it grows
Living your life on the sidelines
Your heart and your soul closed
For he who whings and whines
Heaven forbbid one should impose
Perhaps just a sign of the times
I am asked but who really knows
Though still the tell tale signs
And boy that now really shows
Living within your own confines
What one has then chose
Yet another introspection some bits wete used for poem chances written 2020
There upon the ground discarded
where fruited blessings were ill guarded
lay the efforts of my spring toil
the perspired digging and setting seed in soil
Peaches and tomatoes once large and green
are cast upon the earthly tumultous scene
and now squash and peppers lay
torn down, half eaten castaways.
Scouring the landscape garnished
I questioned what happened to my harvest?
There way in the back beneath the shed
the tell tale signs of the groundhog now well fed.