Short Throe Poems

...those blunt bosses who burst busts
are now lust to lost and lust;
a throe of throws,blows of lush...

     '21:01:21:18:28

Note: of busted bosses....

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Burning passion



Passion in heart burns,
Throe follows the last supper,
Invisible fumes !



Haiku- 5/7/5
Written September 22nd, 2014
For contest 'Creative haiku' by Charlotte Puddifoo...

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Wary, cunning wanderer
Winding through the icy pines
Whispered paws on crunchy snow
Wielding stealth with silent step
Watchful eyes of golden glow
Wrapping innocence of prey
Within unsuspecting throe






03/12/2022...

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Woe, 
My throe, 
You cannot 
Supply needed 
Minute nor can you 
Add a single second 
To prolong my borrowed life. 
Instead, you are there to bother 
My mind in order to have worries. 
So why would I let you be here with me?...

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Observe, deep laugh lines run
Obligingly around
Obedient to years
Of smiles upon her face.
Overlook her awful
Obviously painful 
Ongoing constant throe 

Date: 04/04/2021
Contest: Pleiades O
Sponsor: Kim Merryman...

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The chimera of 
yours, the only unextinct 
creature in your bleak

bestiary; that's 
what I really am:
formed from one-half love 

and one-half throe by
you. But I recognized my
borders by learning 

your limits for I
wish to forge my own path out
from your false mythology....

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Oh this summer if I were you                                   
Tulips fluttered in the breeze that knew 
And kisses trickle from dawning's dew
Into spring blossoms white and blue


A tear drop's trail in tame to throe
Wings candle flickers 
Love's pollen pickers 
As petal pondered in weed to woe...

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My love, should not be bound by rules,
But from my heart be allowed to flow.
Let statutes not be our accepted tools,
Lest we become lost in friendship's throe.

A gift, is no more, than a gift my friend,
please allow me to be what and who I am.
Spend not thoughts on things to mend,
Inducing in me, feelings, that I'm flimflam....

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Hawk


Hawk up the clouds on a close watch
Vermin that stirs to swoop and catch!
Foraging for carrion is also its culture
The soaring, scouring hungry vulture!

So is He who dwells High and Above
Watchful always with an eye of Love
To see what stirs in Pain or in throe
Wounds to sooth and redirect its toe!


07th Oct’ 2013...

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MY VALENTINE
We Have Loved for over ten years…
Time now comes to overlook our worries…
Come my dear and take my hand…
So we can leave this life of throe…
Walk with me across this path …
For true happiness exist there
Walk with me to a future time …
Where for all our tomorrows-you would ever be mine …
Love you, MY SWEETEST VALENTINE…...

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John B. Curtis put the chew in the gum *
  Three Stooges put the 'nyuk' in the 'nyum' **

Little Jack Horner stuck his thumb into plum
  ~ Now who snuck the rum into thrum ***



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* 1848, the date
**Ha, ha! I'm not sure either
*** 'sneaked,' according to pedagogues and
       grammar gods......

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C-ry the tears to survive, 
H-ide not the pain in your heart; 
A-llow the ache to express its hope for a new start.

A-fter the hurt is relieved, 
L-oneliness turns into glee; 
C-omfort will be in place, 
E-arly tenth of February.
R-elease the sting and throe to keep your faith alive; 
A-s your eyes want to open, cry the tears to survive....

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K-eep giving short shrift to throe, 
E-vade the zone of stress; 
N-ever pay any attention
T-o sorrow and sadness.

E-agerly give short shrift to woe, 
S-tay away from anxiety; 
T-ime to truly feel fine, 
E-arly tenth of February.
B-e happy in heart and mind, 
A-lthough your job is night shift; 
N-ever mind the darkness, just give shadow short shrift....

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The hourglass becomes resplendently empty

As the sand flows through with their kempty

Grains, dry as a corn shuck, flow

Seemingly they know

Time's reduced

Woe!

Earth lost boost

It's feeling the throe

Of miseries which will show

Drawing to close times where there's plenty

The hourglass becomes resplendently empty    

Made up form: Andaree...

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'Tis tender love of which I wite;
the timbre of my heart's 
throe

Quean remains 
for all others
to lo

Demean with a falseness
of my true emotion;
would only coquet;
that which causes
my heart to beat
strong and loud
in chimera

To covet for affections
be returned as
deep and sincere;
surely would force 
the last
breath I breathe

For this is too 
noble a love; too
fierce a fire 
to extinquish...

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Two Enablers
Who can’t Say No
Written: by Tom Wright
7-20-1916

We find it most difficult for us to say no,
Because we care for those in some throe,
The same people borrow but seldom repay.
They continue seeing us as their mainstay.

Some use us, for a filling station, or bank,
We feel like two pirates walking the plank.
Does it mean by enabling we’re now tools?
Or that others now see us merely as fools.
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My longest morning begins
without you
The cherished sun-smiles
that hides with expectation
   the cloud bellows white
the sheets wet by fitful
dreams of losing you.
   WHEN did moments charge
in blood?  And between spaces
  bent fingers reaching for you?
Oh where, where is this "YOU?"
My passion -->
  (larger,
   shrinking)
dearest love 
[perhaps a heart caught 
 in the throe of passion
is a blue-jay egg within my
   throat!

:: ~~ ::...

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My longest moment begins
without you
The cherished sun-smiles
that hide within expectation;
   the cloud bellows white
like sheets wet by fitful
dreams of losing you
   WHEN did moments charge
in blood?  And between spaces
  bent fingers reaching for you?
Oh where, where is this "YOU?"
My passion -->
  (larger,
       shrinking)
dearest love! 
[perhaps a heart caught 
 in the throe of passion
is a blue-jay egg within my
   throat!]

:: ~~ ::...

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Toward the heavens the moon ever climbs
         Love claims her majestic throne among the stars
           I stand before her mystic shrine, in throe of heart
       Grant mine love’s decree and return his desire unto me
              Much hope attends mine wish; I plead of thee
                 Oh queen of hearts tend mine wounded soul
               In mine solitude I weep and upon moonlit paths 
                        I shall wander haunted by his memory...

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If hindsight had two eyes
To look ahead 
And look behind
I'm sure then 
I'd realize at

How much I needed you

Before it is
I let you go
In the passion
Of the throe
I wish then 
What I now know is

How much I needed you

Before my world
Came undone
Before I learned
The meaning of true love
Before I knew
How much the cost was in

How much I needed you

Now that it all
Is different
At the very 
Bitter end
All I can think of
Is back then and

How much I needed you...

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