Short Tri Poems
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I can sense
the creeping
overture.
t’s blasting
out windows
to the lawns.
Pepping up
an entire
neighborhood.
Tiptoeing
on a ledge,
ultra fast.
Silent soft
cat burglar,
itchy grin.
Fingertips
lose their grip,
no fly zone.
Old numbers,
punch ‘em in.
Hang it up.
Nostalgic,
let it ring
in your head.
No pressure,
broken phone
missing keys.
Wii Wii senor~
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May, let me
grow with you;
Bring balance;
Cosmic light,
darkest wish;
Divine shine;
Raise me high
Flower moon,
bloom magic.
Trust issues,
restrained heart
left frightened;
Believing
is so hard;
Aberrant;
Could someone
just love me
without cause?
Salute them,
those who served;
Bravery;
Every branch
bloody red,
white, and blue;
For freedom
the flag flies;
They gave all.
Spiritual physical
preparedness circumstansual
Intellect unimaginable
Rightousness unequivocal
Ingathering aptitude
Trinity refining me..'
Smoke alarm
goes off in
the bedroom;
We’re reckless
with our hearts,
with our thoughts;
Forever
burnt kisses
steal my soul.
Flushed feelings
raise an arch
from her spine.
On raw lips
she tastes the
ache of light.
Darkness wanes,
sadness folds,
with his arms.
He hath made
The point quite
Sincere never trade
Your pointless trite
Round former great
Whose sharpened plight
Remains unchanged fate
Indispensable when betrayed
Honed deeply serrate
Tri-Ku / Senryu
Frayed pants
aging tassels in the wind
work in progress
Patched dreams
soft comfort of renewal
love’s chevrons
Old boots
moldings of the soul
carry on
John G. Lawless
7/29/2017
Now that I am old,
I can look back and relive...
all the stories told!
The fantastic days,
and the awesome adventures...
when life came to play!
Behind a late sky,
lies the first sight of heaven...
where men learn to fly!
Never tried
this poem
type before,
but I will
give it all
my all to
this entry.
So with hope,
you enjoy.
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for-Tricube Challenge Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Oliver Mckeithan
"Tri-Desire"
love triangle creates false trinity for Future dream
ultimate denial destroys yet love reigns claiming victory
masquerade generates triple deceit in name of love.
*For Debbie Guzzi's Trinity Contest.
The days of yesterday
Where memories hold clear
The views across the bay
Loved ones still held near
Where memories hold clear
The laughter and the peace
The faint simplicity of release
The views across the bay
Are shimmering like gold
Leading secrets to be told
Loved ones still held near
Before the losses came
The secrets all to blame
Cupid went on a tear
that day he hit the punch.
His shots went here and there.
He sure was out to lunch.
That day he hit the punch
and ventured to the zoo
to where his arrows flew.
His shots went here and there
and hit a hare and sloth
thus twitterpating both.
He sure was out to lunch,
and I would like to know
which cubs are fast or slow.
Try Two Tri Poetry
Seek to speak;
Young tongue;
Try and why?
Can believe;
Receive;
And retrieve.
A poem write;
Delight;
Hope tonight.
No anger;
Stranger;
To danger.
What if I?
Pass by;
Wonder why?
Love you so;
Then know;
Face will glow.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
It is going on two in early morning.
Outside my window sill still sings
a whippoorwill that woke me up.
Form:
If you’ll take your final exam
I’ll be the invigilator
Questions are big pieces of yam
You must understand to the core.
I’ll be the invigilator
To walk around every minute
Making sure that no one will cheat.
Questions are big pieces of yam
But don’t try to copy from friends
That will be your major offense.
You must understand to the core
Questions need to be read twice, thrice
Pray for wisdom, be honest guys!
A bud cradled within two leaves,
design of trinity sublime.
The proud plant tenderly conceives
pristine picture of pleasure prime.
Design of trinity sublime,
flower between two leaves is gay,
passion of plant set for display.
The proud plant tenderly conceives
kinship motif crafted deftly,
enjoys fervent rapture freely.
Pristine picture of pleasure prime,
in tied two hearts desire awaits
joyous linkage, a child creates.
In shadows deep, I find my light,
With courage strong, I face the night.
No fear can dim my inner fire,
For bravery is my heart’s desire.
With courage strong, I face the night,
I stand my ground, I will not yield,
In every battle, I am healed.
No fear can dim my inner fire,
I rise above, I conquer all,
For in my soul, I hear the call.
For bravery is my heart’s desire,
In every step, I grow more bold,
My story of courage, proudly told.
"To learn to fly, be not ashamed",
an ugly caterpillar said.
A slowly passing snail exclaimed,
"You make me laugh. You've lost your head".
An ugly caterpillar said,
"I will be pretty by and by,
with colors that would make one sigh."
A slowly passing snail exclaimed,
"You're living in a fantasy,
and slow and ugly, just like me."
"You make me laugh . You've lost your head".
A pretty butterfly was heard
to purr and flutter like a bird.
When dealing with a love-sick fool
One must be strict and must be strong
And follow this one simple rule
Don't let them be a hanger-on
One must be strict and must be strong
To bring such foolishness to end
And a new love then to begin
And follow this one simple rule
Say, "no", I know it's hard to do
But all else just would not be true
Don't let them be a hanger-on
You must just say a quick good-bye
No matter how I beg or cry
Your music never fails to make
the stars go dancing in the dark.
The moon observes them wide awake,
and floods of light stream down the park.
The stars go dancing in the dark
and paint the sky in silver dyes
to sparkle and to mesmerize.
The moon observes them wide awake.
Then lightens up as if amused
to see celestials diffused.
And floods of light stream down the park.
It's time for my heart to rejoice;
it is the music of your voice.
The morning sun broke soft and bright,
A canvas painted hues anew.
With dreams and hopes in gentle light,
The day began with a golden hue.
A canvas painted hues anew,
She breathed in possibilities,
In morning’s grace, she found her peace.
With dreams and hopes in gentle light,
The day unfolded fresh and clear.
A moment’s calm, so sincere.
The day began with a golden hue,
Her heart found solace in the sky,
Beneath the clouds, she let out a sigh.