Short Thrust Poems
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Longing to thrust my hand
Through this wall of glass that divides us,
I pull away; afraid the shards
Will pierce my armor.
Thrust of lust, in form of dust,
spawns storm of dark deeds unjust
and greed we breed, drags soul down
in fears, where we drown.
fierce thrust of lust in form of dust
it shouldn’t be and yet it is
we get to the root and reboot
choosing instead unending bliss
As I go by the bamboo grass
Its leaves start to sway and rustle
As though the wind were there to pass
From the thrust of guardian angel
facing mighty force
asymmetric resistance
yields.slips, bends, deflects,
so thrust finds no grip or hold
felled by its own over reach
oh lord
what bird is free
in
spirit
with thee
that
thrush its wings
through
the
singing sky
with
words
above
the
shining sea
lust thrust / deep down sink
love dims / thoughts fear ink
soul’s cry / bliss beats rise
God speak / head heart link
22-May-2023
Wujue
Opening the front screen door
a fierce wind played tug-of-war
Not to be denied, I tried again
~ the chimney whistled in the den
Skydive
Engines roaring out
Lift off, up into the sky
Higher and higher
We go, jump out, soaring down
Thrust up, floating to the ground.
Tyranny thrust upon mine heart.
Yet hardened more by ruthless heartbreak.
Steel may never pierce my chest.
But must i be impervious to love?
Form:
Relentlessly strongholds press wanton
with eternal assault
death thrust to them
Copyright McCuen 2008
Must thrust myself through all the crust,
After I Do bust to dust things full of lust,
Which is necessary and definitely a must.
Jim Horn
Form:
Thrust into a turbulent nexus
Exceeding ability to cope
Sucker-punched in my solar plexus
Victim of life's rope-a-dope
***
01/01/2020
.
Words are not
it's the tickle inside
that causes
the involuntary reaction
But my rareness shows
Thrust
What a rush it is
In the height of its power
My body ruptures
Containing strong grasps
Thrust into pleasure beyond
Orgasms come quickly
Russell Sivey
Just recently I was badly concussed,
With a weapon I never saw thrust;
My wife said to me,
What is on the TV?
Without thinking my answer was dust.
Should my masquerade mask fall
Conscious suppression exposed,
Naked as the day I was born
Thrust into life's Mardi Gras
My heart was skinned when you left.
And the sutures were just removed.
I have been to the doctor and the healing.
The scar is a reminder of the thrust.
Form:
I heard of a woman whose hubby
was somewhat squat, rotund, and chubby.
The might of his thrust
was rightfully just
overcoming the short and stubby.
Star’s nocturnal flow,
Star’s thrust gusting spellwork,
God’s compelling breath.
On the last seat of a school bus
A boy and girl were making a fuss
Driver was alerted
Attention diverted
Hit a pole causing one last thrust
My wife got very angry and robust,
and her fists were quickly thrust.
She asked what’s on the T.V.
and then lunged at me,
when I said that it’s probably dust.
An ode to silent shouts
Standing alone
Thrust upward
In voiceless violence
Cursing the closure of confinement
A finger
...flipped in frustration
if we could
would we still
claim the spoils
bleeding heart
bears witness
to its death
dark intent
thrust of lust
boomerangs
26-January-2023
Tricube
I hear you
Pounding loudly
Soundly
Falling fast asleep
Each drop
Flashbacks
Going back and forth
Pores raising
The sound of rain
Starting all over again