Short Trickled Poems
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One tear trickled down
The left side of your face
I asked are you hurt
Or are you in any pain
But you were distressed
AU REVOIR
he dusted the album-
a memory of love
trickled down his cheek
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
he dusted the album-
a memory of love
trickled his face
NOTE-HI-KU is any English language variation on the Japanese haiku
Embrace those tears that trickled down
Brought on by either smile or frown
For in those moments they were shed
They proved our hearts were never dead
Lost in your landslide
Unable to control
What comes next
Or what has passed
I gave in
As the water trickled
Calling for more loss
Of balance
Of knowledge
Of life
Form:
love trickled
streams of newness
over unchartered
regions of my body
revitalizing
all senses deep with in
percolating
rivers of love
flow from hidden
tributary
Love at first sight is a familiar old phrase
Dates back quite a way, still applies today
When your boat gets jiggled
Game over, you're trickled
A matter of time afore you're moonin' away
Love at first sight is a familiar old phrase
Dates back quite a way still applies today
When your jiggler gets jiggled
Game over, you've been trickled
Matter of time 'fore you're moonin' away
THE CRIPPLED
Walking toward foreshore
I saw the devil seated on a fence
Fishing
Next day I heard he got a thrashing
It was intense
Blood trickled from his core
He would fish no more
Baby and Mommy shark were out to score.
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Cherry red rivulets trickled from her crown
pooling momentarily in her orbit,
flowing over visage pale as Maiko mask,
slowly forming cocktail with the falling snow.
A lonely heartbeat slowly ebbs to nothing.
Death throes of her Lambretta pierce the silence.
On this date,we both celebrate!
when our paths came together!
I met my mate over broth filled plate!
then felt daft!when the soup trickled over!
we both broke out in laughter!
as you tidied up my chin!
Will you be my pal forever?
Master and mistress in everything?
Each goldfish
is like a birthday candle:
fins flickering
in under-water sparkles
of sunlit sugar.
Sprinkled, trickled, rippled.
My face is staring
over the pond;
they gather
for party bags
we call stinky-fish-food,
while cloud-balloons
make funny faces
and float far away.
A brook trickled easily down
As poetry running unbound
And I stood on a rock
To hear the steady stream
Of comely words gurgled.
A hazy shaft of light beamed down -
Laser-pointing through piney boughs -
And where it gently struck -
Columbine shined and teemed
The floor with emeralds.
Her
simply.
Her
intensely,
my world.
Her
a peach.
Her
juices singing
a melody.
Her
cooling,
to my
burning hot.
Her
trickled
out my
lips,
on my
chin.
Her
smears
my flesh.
Her
lingers.
Her
just
a taste
Her!
04~12~2014
Maurice Yvonne
He quit the sea as a Pirate,
To become a Hard Rock Miner,
No more could he take
The Wind and the Water,
Thought he the Dirt and Dust
Could make his Life the better.
Hard Work it was
And the blisters grew,
The sweat and heat was
Most oppressive.
And the Gold trickled in,
And the Gold was worth it.
I had rejected each warning.
I hope there is something left in me worth mourning.
I was on a mission to sacrifice-
Some part of me unspecified.
Memories that I cannot define.
Days where there was still time.
Weeks that eluded me- weeks that trickled away.
A narrowing hope- a painful stay.
The moon was full,
The rose had bloomed,
The stars were twinkling,
Her scars were glistening;
The dew dripped down,
Her tears trickled down..
The Sun had set,
Her grief left her wet
She lay down alone,
The horizon was her own.
With no interruption, on the side,
She could scream out, in the void….
Frosty the Snowman and Crystal love made in heaven
Went sailing on a small iceberg as the wind was wailing
Their day brighten in the sun as they started melting
Tears trickled, they started bailing towards Gates of Heaven
12/22/2021
A Funny Christmas Themed 4 Liner Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Oh balls
foul tipped
slow trickled….
down the line
Oh balls
you whirling dervish
biting air…quick clawing
down and away
Oh balls
wood slapped
rising in an arc of cheers
falling in the leathered web
of tears
Oh balls
the games go on
and though I age
the heart still plays
John G. Lawless
©9/26/2021
dirty hands shaking
the stains of bluish blood
trickled
oil to wash sticky glued
and perfumed
we go to recreate
recreation of procreation
clean hands filthy fingers
war of love
dream of death
colonisation
fingers move palm rests
fidgety chasing the vigilant holes
to rest for a while in
the darkness of
the warmth
Form:
Police Remembrance Day …..
Whose shout is it today
And knowing who I looked away
For a tear trickled down
For a lost friend of some renown
Our ever shrinking group of friends
Smiled and remembered a time when
They made us smile at their antics then
So here’s to Absent Friends with love we send.
© Paul Warren Poetry
I
trickled
quietly,
a fresh sweet stream,
then gushed with glee through
my youth; meeting my mate,
I joined with him to become
a parent river. Steadily
we flow, sometimes over rocks, rushing
to our finality - the endless sea.
Sept. 28, 2019 for Silent One's Story Of My Life In Ten Lines Poetry Contest
Trickled drizzles
Dropped the damp on trees
Is rain persuade longing?
Sipped the flavor
Cast the life's burden
Have you forgive the past?
You made mistakes
That's what people do
Will you able to fix?
Blessing grin raised
Rainbow touched the sky
Do you feel blessed today?
God loves you full
You just have to trust
Are you ready for Him?
Running rapidly reaching retardation
He hung himself which hindered his hope
Living life looking lethargically lost
many morals may matter
Forever forming fictional Fathoms
She sat singing sad songs
The tears trickled trivially
Mary marked many men maliciously
Mad maniac mary mourned
Slowly she slipped silently into sweet somber
a girl,
she plucked off
a rose,
and touched her lips
to the lips of
the rose-
sniffed the fresh smell of
the red rose.
like spring rain it smelled.
like spring rain it smelled.
a lone tear
from morning dew
trickled down
the rose''s
red, red face.
the rose
then fell from
the girl's
hand as she
hurried off to greet
her friends.