Short Tenuous Poems
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Majestic wetlands
Reflecting tenuous limps
Under a blue quilt
Inspired by Raul Moreno’s “Tranquility” contest !
Mundane cells not immune to death
Upon exhale of final breath,
Tenuous trails towards the past,
Luminous legacy to last.
July, 20, 2021
How tenuous, how softly demure,
Sounds this interlude, which I trying to catch!
Like bereft of a sigh, non formidable sketch
It is soaring around, immutably pure.
Thread cast, a lifeline
stretched touch, finger to finger,
poised for connection.
But without grip, can't hold on.
Out of reach, connection snaps.
tenuous strands
lithely tethering
the soul to reality...
strummed unevenly
by life
sharp notes
compose
a subtle dirge
of mournful
ambivalence
14 May 2023
say much
saying little
speak volumes
in few words
keep quiet
silence roars
economy of words
whittling away
paring down
all I say
tenuous talking
baby steps
to arms
there all along
Form:
p o o p e d
laptops workbooks schoolagers
out. weekend is here
Saturday workday from home
a tenuous reader stoops
3/20/2020
stoops - yields, submits
Prancing purple polliwogs playing prissily
Querying querulous quail quite quietly
Reviving romantic roosters respectfully
Sassy swooning swans sighted saucily
Tempting tenuous trickster trout tastefully
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Warm stars huddles in
Froze expanse oblivious
To its tenuous strands hold
Vague falls one or more
Breaks free in beheld eyes gaze
Froze in imagination.
Date: 06/02/2019
Loves
Ocean
Vast, calm, and
Endlessly deep.
Indescribable
Sunsets rise and they fall.
Tenuous memories fade
Relieving us of faulted love.
Understanding there has never been
Engulfs perception and alters our gaze.
When you left the time stopped,
Without you everything is restocked,
You were like light in nebulous,
Without you this light is tenuous,
We were so close like two stars,
Now we are separated like two parts.
THESE WOUNDS ARE FRESH
MY BRITTLE BONES
CAN'T HOLD THE WEIGHT
SPLINTERED LIKE GLASS
I'M FLIMSY
IN THIS FRAGILE SHELL
RELEASE ME
FROM THIS TENUOUS COIL
I'M BOUND TO THE EARTH
BY PAPERY THREADS
I AM THE ETHEREAL ONE.
tenuous connections
porous holes
slipshod precision
damaged souls
furious, the pace
rounding the bend
a devil of a race
face down in the end
the black crow flies
the vulture thrives
countless, the lies
empty, their lives
Life is so Precarious...
So Tenuous...
So Fleeting...
I would be happy right now...
Just to open my eyes...
And SEIZE the Day....
(November 11, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
A spectral dream
to forestall
they can try
but can't prise my grip
from my tenuous grasp
of reality
in the dream
it's myself
i'm most afraid
and the night
is not my friend
when the ghosts
rise from the dead
and howl to keep me awake.
Unwritten chapters of poetry
hidden mid brick-wall blank
pages 'tween lines of history's
past grievances and faux pas,
relentless whispers of tenuous
echoes chanting unintelligibly
whilst abstruse inky passages
fade further intangible obscurity
Brother
Riparian observers watch waters pass
left behind, huddled in loss
our tears added to the flow
memories blazoned in our mind
with each tenuous gasp
we pound the bare earth
love and loss mingle with shock
remember
how could I forget
he’s my brother
Sounds,
sweet sounds,
smooth, pure pleasure,
ding, ding-they call to me,
tinkling tiny tenuous tongues.
Ring, ring they sing in angelic voices
enraptured chorus to heaven,
cry of
bliss.
06/08/2017
A river that flows silently from one’s psyche
Fragile, tenuous, abiding
I sigh like a thirsty traveller reaching an oasis at dusk
A sailor welcomed into the bosom of a secure shore
I search unceasingly for meaning and words
Marvel at creativity waiting to be tapped
The mind drifts
free-floats gaily
far, far from its moorings
lighter-than-air
Associations stream
in-and-out on
ribbons, wisps of lazy strings
hanging from rose-colored kites
Dark forces loom
yet undetected
thoughts breathlessly racing
beyond our tenuous grasp
A Poet – Chiseling a Tenuous Verse
Scrutinizing for—Refined Brevity
Distinguishing on—Verbal Rarity
Mastering the Art of—Succinct and Terse
Analyzing the—Precise, Fitting Word
Harsh,Choppy—and Concurrently Flowing
Continually – Engaging —Growing
Placing – Failing Limping Verses—on Hold
Hate is lack of love, is thick,
dense, almost stone ...
It's an icy mountain
in the chest of the person who carries it ...
Love is soft, tenuous,
almost cloud ... almost
gaz of happiness in laughter
of those who utilize it ...!
H esitant, tenuous, an inconspicuous mind,
Y ielding incoherence, as reality collides,
S ubtle, grim, emotions strive,
T ormented, distressed feelings glide,
E ncrusting the soul, as fear ignites a
R ambling fire of strife…
I ntimidating, terrifying, an adversary of might,
A n aspiration to fight…
Towards this world I am ambivalent.
Seeking not for retribution
but focusing on clarity of mind.
One may have a tenuous grasp on reality
and still, achieve this.
For a blind man in the fog
has the same chance as the sighted.
Self-reliance and intuition are his eyes.
As clear as day he walks his way.
Only he knows his own heart.
To me there is nothing more sad than finding old photos
at a flea market or antique store
Their value upheld only in the frame that contains, what was once,
someone’s cherished memory.
Who were the people in these photos? What did they do?
Who loved them?
How is this their legacy?
Such a reminder to me,
Just how tenuous life as we know it can be.