Short Thralls Poems
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Just seven and so wise.
He's always in the thralls of magic.
His mind exploding with wonder.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
I, in height, so proud
She, addressing I, me, siezed
Clamped, sweated in heated join
Amidst silken sheets hungering
Thralls call welcoming all
verdant horizon
stretching turquoise flowing thralls
sands of time accept
proud in stand in pose we do
Palawan attracted love
x.x
she, my eyes now view
trickle, in delightful slide
translucent droplets befall
be that towel true
placing, tracing, gracing guide
her curvaceousness thralls, calls
Written 08/01/2016
To my family, I am unembodied.
Like a leaf in winter snow, I am hiding, but not rotting.
I’d rather be slathered with a powerful waterfall.
Instead of pulled from my habitat, in the peak of my thralls.
Montage of Autumn flows
Marked by minty trees ...lush!
Mauve-gold leaves whirl a prance
Melding shade for couples -
Moonlight foliage thralls
Mood's magic brings rapture
Maple moments of Fall !
Hungered fuel I'm in trust
When sensed thralls me
It's, it's driven urge to I
Rocket fuelling me
It's high or low approach
Exciting this in me
I'm in catapult to never
Dying in moderns tree
.
To thrive in this world through true task, you thirst both your thinker and your thralls.
Written: May 2nd, 2022
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From once lush green, vibrantly alive
This dorsiventrally flattened leaf never dies
It's fragility, nursed to allow ~
Such patience from the artist abounds
By blade and pin such creativity thralls
Again, it's decaying membranes reach out and touch
From the tree of life, this leaf lives on
.
Written about the craftsmanship of Omid Asadi
whom creates amazing Art from leaves.
Short are journeys when, in the thralls of passion,
Lovers climb the mountains of boundless pleasure,
Reaching lofty peaks in unbridled fashion,
Free of all measure.
Then, a force invoked by the blissful senses
Swells the boiling spring of creation nearing
Swift eruption. Suddenly, fire advances
Fast and unfearing.
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Reflections in the sky
Ask you to do something
No one else has done
Compassion, self-calming, democracy
All attempts for peace
Honouring our imperfections, our humanity
Tragic thralls
Have no time to learn new ways
Life is death, fear leads their way, to die of loyalty
Conflict helps us grow and change
No time to share our wisdom, our love, our kindness
Bodies bloodied red, countries souls lie dead
Yet still we dream
Of World Peace
So young, a simple one.