Short Transfix Poems

Intimations of what's been
And what shall be yet
Birth, death, before and after
A lucky few get.

As what , in gleams, transfix me
Are now glimpsed through you.
Paradise. And the one bliss
That matters; love's true....

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A new story I read to the grands
Led to magical spells and commands.
They performed several tricks
Trying hard to transfix,
Hiding various things in their hands.

Oh, if magic I could engineer,
With my powers I would persevere
Using wizarding skills
Adding all the known frills
To make Covid-19 disappear!...

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forgive an walk,
 talk this talk, 
get rid of the nagging pain, 
yes poetry does squeak n squalk, 
when loves thoughts sear again, 
but catch her eye, straight as a die, 
don't let her get away, 
the hunters eye, transfix and try, 
till laughter's here again... 

thank you Russells Sivey, 
"Horrible Woman." 

Don...

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i flirt as i gaze
your words transfix my thoughts
we breath together
~
across space… time heals
loneliness… flirting with words
a poets privilege
~
to share the moon…
sat looking together
dreams permitting
~
i flirt in fun…
or do i wish for more
brain… stopped… joking
~
to flirt
with words…
alone...

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i flirt as i gaze
your words transfix my thoughts
we breathe together
~
across space… time heals
loneliness… flirting with words
a poets privilege
~
to share the moon…
sat looking together
dreams permitting
~
i flirt in fun…
or do i wish for more
brain… stopped… joking
~
to flirt
with words…
alone...

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how sweet the love,
 of the soul-mate soul,
who generates love,
 that i can't hold,
to transfix her,
would be my measure,
the natural cuddle, 
burning pleasure,
my mind, 
the thought does mold,
like brainwaves,
yet of old,
the caveman has control,
of the never,
 maybe never?
goal...
not clever:(
droll...
endeavour..
fold

xox...

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Pugnacious crystals deflect penetrating light
Eyelashes dance along cheekbones come night.
Dirt-faced dignities transfix as delusions
Desolve dainty dandelions with nuclear fusion.

Sweat gathers in sleeping crevices along slacken skin
When deserved disillusionment wields unlikely fins
So set for disharmonization and discourse
Towards the mist of bogs and perverse intercourse....

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Silence ushers magnetism 
within our mind-body prism,
felt as a blissful current;
piercing of nodes concurrent.

Soma nectar within drips,
focus therein does transfix,
much to delight of our heart,
feeling bliss ignition start.

Beauteous dance enchanting,
bliss bubbles in us planting,
blossoming in timeless time,
as divine love mists sublime.

09-August-2022...

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As I walk through November's rustling meadow,
And warm on saturn's glow.
Lose myself in tranquilities cold shadow,
Watch streams ebb and flow.
Transfix upon sky's blue duvet, white pillows,
Hear nature's sweet solo.
I ponder Autumn's unique transient show,
While drinking warm coco.
For babes in arms furrow,
Nose and cheeks aglow.
As I walk through November's rustling meadow.

01/11/2018
(Half Eleven Form)...

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Within a catcher, dreams do scream
feathers redeem 
man's sullied soul
sweet dreams the goal

Within their vanes they transfix
each demon lick
each channeling's
imaginings

Within the web they flutter, curs
nightmare mutters
beaded offerings
each feather sings

Poet: Debbie Guzzi
Contest: Just a Minute!
Date 10/20/12

*It is believed that the origin of the Native American dream catcher (or Indian dream catchers) is from the Ojibwa Chippewa tribe....

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Testament, Revelation
This darkness creation
His dark disciples transfix
Six hundred threescore and six

His number is feared
In the world of the light
He may be the saviour
Who's wrong, who's right

Six one six
Also in history
To reveal it's reality
Open it's mystery

This numbers power
Makes people react
The righteous blaspheme
Their fears interact

Will there come a day
From Hades they feast
Six sixty six
The number of the beast...

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So many faces
In dark & dreary places
Haunting voices 
Echoing through a hollow room
Searching for a crucifix
To transfix the hypnotist
Wanting to disappear
Only to reappear 
In the company of the dead
The books I've read 
Never prepared me for love
I feel so strange
With thoughts so muddied
My heart's throbbing in my throat
I feel like a love struck fool
I will break myself away
I have no time for this
These feelings of love are dangerous
Potent to the soul....

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