Short Thickets Poems

Nymph
Sylvan bronze waif hides;
She sprints through the dense thickets;
Doves coo at their Queen...

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beyond the thickets
past the clearings
virgin trails 
cool
as licks of ice
his retreat...
yet awaits him...

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. . . thickets, soft shadow

                 ants crawl, hunter curses low

                           away flits the doe . . ....

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Wanderer
birdie
sowing
my journey
thickets
playfulness
melodies
pinching
imagination
maelstrom
will taking
wind
Loading
of life
the illusion,
oh... !...

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lost in a dirt-path
amidst the thickets of forest
eyes grasp new silence



Marvin Celestial's Contest
Haiku on Possibilities
July 24, 2014
From Gabby Sabre...

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at ease within the thickets of thought
essence of being flows like the breeze
there is no bondage save self imposed
each impulse we embrace and release 

28-May-2023...

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G hastly noises heard around
H aunted houses with thickets surround
O ld castles where mysteries abound
S tarved faces greatly confound
T errible bat worse than a hound...

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Opened heart
Wanderer
birdie
sowing
my ways
thickets
playfulness
melodies
pinching
imagination
maelstrom
will taking
wind
Loading
of life
the illusion,
oh! ......

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The thickets were traitors,
Front and back they cut me down
Till I lost the sight of my buttery;
Gasping like blacksmith’s belows I asked: 
What flesh did antelope even have?...

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A tree learns it in jungle,
And earns its place in palace;
Thickets woven to lamb,
Have  become toast in castles;
Teach me the wonders of Christmas,
I wish to be the shining gold....

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cool midnight summer
a domestic, rabbits trots
despite loud crickets
 
midnight summer cool 
rabbits trots across the grass
despite the thickets


8/30/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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Snow Globe

       
                              A whining wind howls
                              Snowbirds scatter to thickets
                              Snow begins to fall.....







January 11, 2017...

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Seeing through dreams
spoil your eyes
Time is your enemy
calling your name
the sound is deep
the lasting stars
always the same ghosts
haunt you
go to the shoals
to the mer
unburden the choices you made
the thickets cant defeat you 


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Bewitched and driven mad
Hearing many voices
Taking on even more personalities
Being led by hirelings
Tossed to and fro
With every wind and doctrine
Caught, bleeting in thickets
Waiting to hear the Shepherd's voice
Sheep hear it and know it
And get untangled
A stranger they will no longer follow...

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You love African violets.

It was a surprise then
when you confessed a passion
for Gladioli.

We bring home thickets of them
vivid, over-the-top floral giraffes.

They dwarf everything in the apartment,
I have a new appreciation for the word 'galore',

they provide shade for the African violets....

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I fear Hatred has deepened 
the thickets surrounding us, 
erecting thorns where there 
should be blooms. 

I fear that we have defined fire
as the Condemnation of Chaos
rather than believing in the heat
of its pure, creative essences. 

If there are fires to be spread,
may we be scorched with Love....

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losing one's way through 
the thickest thickets

   and thorniest bushes in the 
   darkest jungles

      only whets the urgent urge 
      of the roving soul

         to be able to blaze even the 
         faintest of trails

            that hopefully leads back 
            to a jubilant heart!...

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when it snows in April
fifty years after Martin Luther King, Junior
we pray for a permanent thaw

when frost attacks our gardens
so thorns and thickets linger
we pray our hearts may be that good soil

what seeds will we sow this spring
the tubers are in, and perhaps beans -
without strings - God bless us everyone...

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steamy jungle
  dense undergrowth
viny overgrowth
  thickets abound --
monkeys chatter
  foretelling doom
snakes hissing
  eerie sirens --
bamboo sticks
  in the ground
spiked with poison
  puncture unsure feet...
all to protect
  an unseen enemy
raining bullets down 
  from nowhere    

~ Viet Nam, 1966 ~...

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Out in the thickets 
Time stands alone 
Limping around 
Minute by minute 
Not hearing a sound 

But a melodic siren within 
Off pitch and piercing 

Hold back the pain 
No longer 

March on it screams 
March on 

Let the beast devour my flesh 
And allow me to 
March on



* How my body feels after stepping my physical therapy up a     notch...

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Through the forest tear thirteen fine thoroughbreds
Fraught with tension they flick their fair heads
Thrashing through the thickest thickets fittest first
Thundering from forest for the fields they thirst
Freed from their flight they finish together
Thirteen fine thoroughbreds frolic forever





Contest : Twist my Tongue
Sponsored by:  Nina Parmenter
8th Place...

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Wagon ruts--those cut backs
Of roads along a ridge
Heal in natural obsolescence,
Heal with rock and wash ripping gullies,
Bearing gnarled root
And jagging teeth of jutting quartz,
Heal with rain and wind
Flinging seed darts to stubble thickets
For holding in a mountain's side,
Heal and vanish from all those
But that old man whose weight
Was of the time and purposes
Of wagon ruts....

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In thickets of the heart
 Thorns with tears to impart
 Will make the willow weep
 Where pain is buried deep
 
 When moonlight frames love's dream
 By a gently flowing stream
 Winds with tears of sorrow
 Will leave heartache for tomorrow
 And beneath the starry sky
 The willow tree will cry
                    --
 1-13-18
 Contest: Ten Lines Five Words- Rhyme II
 Sponsor: Laura Loo...

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Snowflakes fall thither to the drapes of my heart,

Savoring strong bonds to the joy of days anew,

Layering six feet of emotions forlorn,

Fear is all I feel, and my heart has split to two.



Will the sun ever shine like in days of old?

Will its warmth ever thaw these thickets of ice?

I long for that day when men shall be one,

When love and unity shall become comm’n ground....

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Uncle was a stout version of dad
Which I found quite interesting.
And a very different lifestyle he led.

Dad was a fastidious medical guy
But uncle just a farm worker
Content just to get by.

He lived on a white man's farm
Amidst the kalahari desert thickets
Where jackals often brought harm.

Their abode was a land of milk
Although the flies were everywhere.
But against hunger they had a shield!...

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