Short Tongued Poems
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lazing beneath
a swaying buddlelia blue
a long tongued moth in my view
suckles its nectar brew-
nearby others hover impromptu
soft
caress
against lips
tongued whispers sigh
in romantic beats
sweet serenade
beneath moon
as night
fades
"apples and pears"
like a liz
ard or
better
a snake
split
tongued
young one
tempting
me
with
the
old
sin
A little boy had a big lick
Of a toffee apple on a stick,
His tongue got stuck
When he had a huge suck,
Poor little red-tongued Rick.
Tall tale possessed
Dark heart held ransom
Handsome silver tongued
Slang sucker-punched
Black his blue eyes
Wince at nothing
But truth testified
Words used to sever humanity
Lunged with disdain and fierce brutality
Glinting, steel tongued cruelty
Hollow of joy, music and grace
this wheat
quivers
like flesh
beneath
the whispers
of love’s lips
softly tracing
tongued secrets
around the edges
I tremble
the same
within
these thoughts
I feel you
in a winded breath
like a tongued whisper
against bare flesh
From my poem Seduced~
June 22, 2019
"ARBITRIUM DIVISA 2 Poetry Contest"
Sponsored by Gregory R Barden
I am drowning in a sea of black tongued regret
They whisper and scream
They live my life and tear it apart
They caise pain and suffering
Damage and fear
They're my demons
And so I commend you
To never say
Hello
rose-covered blankets
tuck infants in
honey-tongued lyrics
fall on soft skin
eyelids so smooth
shut ever-so-lightly
angel wings soothe
whisk away nightly
September, sands cool.
Ghosts occupy lifeguard nests.
Blue parents waiting for
blue school buses....
carrying blue brained children
led into blue tongued lizard pits
by blue cell phone mist.
September, sands cool-
Hard luck
Luck.
I hoped to gift you
with my tears
to adorn your
crown with a
somber face
and a land of soul
with banished smile.
But hard luck
Luck!
I tongued clean
the salty tears.
Hard luck.
Better luck the
next dream-wreck!
Pulled into the winter blend sheets
Bare spots covered by your breath
Entwined skin, fingers and toes
Eager to be pleased by us both
Embedded clusters of wrinkled linen
Linger upon dripping wet thoughts
Distant morning-soft-tongued-talks
Are ever so gentle on our mind
Unguarded by the living now,
The castle stood.
Drawbridge dangling.
Tongued mouth reaching outward.
Crenulations gnawing,
The stark gray sky.
Rime-covered battlements
Coated with gangrenous moss moan.
With a banshee’s howl through apertures
Where archers once stood.
Lo, a cyclopean ready to devour;
Lo, a silver-tongued serpent hissing while crossing;
Lo, a mysterious land full of creatures;
Lo, a lupine howling so frightening;
Lo a phoenix from oblivion has risen again;
Nemesis a punisher of evildoers has come;
Lo, I wake up and its a dream.
Merchant of moments
Peddling the past
A hourglass high
A present that never lasts
Slave to silience
Disguising the deceit
A tongued tied echo
A truth that's never discrete
Time may beget actuality
Expectation elicits emotion
A tacit torture
A sensation that's never chosen
Fish consuming bats come out at night
In Brazil struggling fish is a sight
So scary are the long-tongued bats
Pollen and nectar give them their fats
Frog-eating bats reside in Panama
They devour them all cold and raw
Vampire bats make my shivers shake cold
Blood from animals is their liquid gold
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Form:
I promise bitter sweet
scarlet letters
Pine cones winter's breath;
Mustard seeds finite faith;
Awesome ever clever;
Grandma's Hydrangeas pearly gates;
Red velvet tongued-tied leaves of faith;
Awesome those biter sweet promises of MAN;
12/30/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020
Hilda shut him out of her life,
with combative tongue and hot air.
Gunther launched her, off topmost stair,
shut the lid on his battleaxe wife.
4/24/2022
Killing With an Epigram
Sponsor: Margarita Lillico
Hilda: Maid of battle
Gunther: Battle Warrior
Battleaxe: sharp-tongued, domineering
Singing to an empty well,
all that echo back are screams.
Visions of demons lie before me,
ripples in the inky water.
Heaven found in a man's killing touch,
and still there is no escape.
Nightmare wishes come to life,
stumbling blocks along my way.
Silver tongued devil waiting to wake me,
to the shadow of my former self.
JESUS CHRIST
You say you don’t
Believe
But you most certainly do
Know his name
You form the curse
With your own round lips
Never batting
An eye
And you mock and smirk
Knowing each word’s
Fork-tongued crude
Never wondering why
No other name
Holds the same
Giggle for you
Perhaps it is true?
Kim Rodrigues © 5/23/2017
Smouth-tongued birds gently lean on each other
Under reddish blue skies of a summer night
Chills full of melodies and chants them cover
Feather by feather
From sunset to dawn, touching heads, they twitter
Watching the full bright moon over them glitter
Love trills and symphonies them weld together
Feather to feather
God’s intent for all when
He gave us each a tongue,
Was to use it for purposes
Such as telling of His Son.
We were given this tool
not for a weapon of destruction,
But to spread His Word
and not words of deception.
Just keep in mind when you’re
spreading your “fork-tongued” lies,
That God will see right through
With His omniscient eyes.
Form:
trailed by stardust
the first star of twilight
where i scatter my wishes
glitters like your eyes
locked in the depths of mine
the gossamer breeze
caresses my skin
like a tongued whisper
escaping your winded breath
within the thrust of night
i arch myself blandly
in the contours of shadows
aglow with the lambency of moon
adrift in wishes of you