Short Tiredly Poems
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Sleepily, quite tiredly,
Tranquilly and languidly,
Wearily yet hastily-
Bowing to his Majesty
But less concerned and further burned
In all these tales of tragedy
Tired as weary,and ancient and old,
Aching as grunting,and psychologically
bold!
Kicked down,and raised up,and kicked down
again,
Bent over and steadily wilted,like flowers
of the sin!
Form:
dainty daisy sings
welcoming elusive spring
and clouds forming rings
chicks peek from warm nests
mother bird tiredly rests
robin puffs its chest
meadow with blooms shine
man for his lost lover pine
on nature's soft shrine
Trials
each day
test my faith.
When will it end?
Tiredly, I inquired.
All these things shall give thee
experience, my daughter.
Tribulation worketh patience;
patience, experience and then hope.
Hope in the Lord never makes me ashamed.
trying to
sleep counting
the proverbial fence
leaping endless rainbow
of sheep
passing time
tiredly trying to
induce slumber but
notice
as each
ovine leaps
the next has less
wool then
the one before
so forgetting about
REM now i need see
for sure
how nakedly
shorn if there is
a last one will be
Form:
He asked me to kiss him today like he usually did….
Dabbing my back like an impatient kid needing the loo
I tiredly turned slowly to his usually soft forehead kiss….
… but today his lips tasted like mistrust.
The kind layered in smirks of betrayal
Mucus sounds and other disgusting visuals
for his twisted amusement...
Tiredly here I heave
My weary tortoise head
Over the pillow
Ready again,
Not sleepy....
I am
delicate air,
catalyst for
Alchemy
At the turn of clocks
I wonder,
Breath calls
And
I respond to
light of
Lucid iconography
Were I to dream,
To dream
Of making water flow
At the edge of desert days
Content
at
Peace of mind
And I was my own monster,
In between the seconds and minutes of late July;
Restless upon slumber.
Interruption of the quiet dreams of what I tried to remember
Erased; for my own good or my own suffering,
Brave; or so it might have seemed.
To chase down the dark shadows of my dreams.
Yet the unrest gave stronger to my tiredly glazed brown eyes.
Tick goes to clock of late night regrets and subtle lies.
And I was my own monster.
In between the seconds and minutes of late july.
Restless upon slumber.
Interruption of the quiet dreams of what I tried to remember.
Erased; for my own good or my own suffering.
Brave; or so it might have seemed.
To chase down the dark shadows of my dreams.
Yet the unrest gave stronger to my tiredly glazed brown eyes.
Tick goes to clock of late night regrets and subtle lies.
His
Twinkling
Kiss hisses
How he will miss
princesses when homeward tiredly he plods.
We see his sweetest farewell kiss; so I'll,
Letting them kiss
As they wish,
Gently
Pass.
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*3rd Place* in the following contest (judged on Oct. 1, 2020)
Sept. 21, 2020
Double Tetractys 3 Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Eve Roper
Leaning in closely, you say words I cannot dismiss
Entranced, I watch your lips as they kiss and tell
I wish to feel the sensation as we incline to kiss
But I must wait as lips continue to kiss and tell
Magic is all you speak; words that I won’t miss
I’m tiredly waiting for our time to kiss and tell
I know no matter what they say, all I need is this
Although it’s a constant thing, our kiss and tell
It’s always been able to fulfill my every wish
And no matter what, we’ll always kiss and tell