Short Twining Poems
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twine binds the years~
old cards resting on older letters,
each one a small echo
still reaching for me.
You look so fair for dwelling on,
Forever so shall I dwell,
Nor break in two the twining spell
That binds my soul to you.
delicate flowers
a blue of morning glory
twining vines with grace
my old wooden spindle fence
has no power against winds
05/10/2013
dark night envelopes
as black shimmers hug her curves
sparkling on charcoal
the soft rays of the black pearl
twining around her hot wrist
8/5/13
its mirror shining
reflecting the bluest sky
small ripples, weaving, twining
two white swans clinging
weeping willows swaying nigh-
the pond, with joy, is singing
brilliant laughter
swell the heart of desire
red lipstick kisses
pretty pouting mouth
gateway to infinity
engulf the rising
altered twining souls
rest fed within the joining
ecstasy well met
Halloween cats are a-sneaking
From behind Jack O'Lanterns a-peeking
High tails twining in the moonlight
They think they are a fright
Drinking with the wrong ghostly ilk
Too much catnip in their milk
silky, shapely, shameless seductress, swaying
tantalizing, torrid, entangled twining
languid, luxe, libidinous, luscious luncheon ~
Black widow spider
May 29, 2019
we grew together
in fits and starts,
twisting and twining,
two damaged hearts
drinking in rain drops,
seeking the sun,
climbing and weaving,
but never as one
no lattice to cling to,
no wall to adorn,
strangling and choking,
a life we now mourn
Passion fish and apple dots and gold stamps kissing mountain tops.
Wood deserts and cat tail suits and flowers licking parachutes.
Marble caves and lemonade, I think I'll join the light brigade.
Candle mice are twice as nice as gold fish orange twining.
Form:
Love is not a rose
But like the bush
On which it grows.
Stems with prickly skins
Tangle and twist
To upward grow.
You paint bright the blooms;
I tithe the thorns
To twining grow.
Given green petals,
And half a chance,
Love’s bush will grow.
Spring
has come,
and bees buzz
butterflies float
and hummer's hover.
My garden is blooming
with bright wildflowers and green,
vines twining, creeping here and there.
Baskets of yellow, red, orange .... sway,
oh, Spring, I do adore you please do stay !
your kisses burnt in the
banks of the
holy ri-
ver
sprouts and grow tall
embracing green
tendril twining trees
your sighs buried in the
depth of the belly of
the remorseful earth
rises and enhance the clouds
weeping sky
rain in the flowers
of my down-
trodden
grave
Form:
PHOTOGRAPHS
Past to present flashes,
priceless pages of life
physically twining
perpetual moments:
personalities smiles,
passing squirms! Jumps! Cries! Clicks!
Portrait heirlooms of LOVE...
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November 11, 2015
Twilight comes too fast,
moral shadows closing in.
As I run from my past,
they all know my sin.
Twining 'bout my ankles,
tangling in my hair.
Trying to trip and mangle,
no on promised life is fair.
Emotions now run cold,
so easy not to care.
Though grappling for my soul,
they know that I'm not there.
Diametric …
art and commerce
Twining symbols
colors adverse
Yin & Yang
divergent segues
Each stigmatic
bloddy payday
Fraternal image
Louvre / Montmartre
Black tie bidding
cobbled heart
A poor man sings
a rich man vies
On bartered canvas
—truth defies
(Dreamsleep: November, 2023)
wisteria bines
wrap around a rustic fence -
counterclockwise cling
a robin weaves through raceme
its wee pretty wings giddy
4/10/2019
bines - a twining stem
raceme (ray-seem) - a flower cluster with the separate flowers attached by short stalks at equal distances along a central stem.
Neptune will cry for our death
Fragments of sea blood
Temblor of regards
Condolences from Poseidon
Exhaling ciaos, inhaling mists
And all else Jupiter, once more
All yellow bleeds fire
None could inhume his dolour
Grams of sorrow, forcely collected
Twining clouds and forming seas
Autarkic trumpets would sing
As colors received by Uranus
Fear is a fatal flower that blooms in every breast,
twining its vicious tendrils to choke hope's infant rest.
Fear bears a bitter fruitage, a wine of black despair;
hope, drunken, weaves the linen to shroud her dying heir.
Fear is the devil's vintage of desecrated years;
but Jesus treads the winepress and His love casts our Fear.
Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, 1987
Dramatic saffron blaze melts away
Twining around into the skyline.
Whispers of sounds and dreams drift in play
Soul soothing scene as time sweeps its fine
Crisp spring breath stroking and nibbling wisps,
Wild embroidered idyllic meadows.
Zest only pleasures left with a lisp
Which lingers beneath saffron shadows.
1/25/2020
she sits on my shoulders, wrapping, twining
long legs warm round my neck
so tight at times, I cannot
breath
she looks long in my eyes
deep and intent
past the glass as if to discover
everything
to pull it all up, to
study it
is truth a product of vanity, some kind of
futility
as is said
sometimes
I see nothing unless it sees me
and she is so much of my system
right now
the sky is a hazy blue sea today
and a breeze touches the tree tops
and they sway like emerald waves
oh, there is a perfect silence ...
though hidden birds chatter and twitter
and my flowers tremble
while others are ... perfectly still
and my hanging
ivy is creeping and twining
and somewhere a wind chime
pings once
and a white gull glides
_________________
June 9, 2021
orange-caramel color
steeps into the lotus mug
flower and the leaves
cherry like candy
lifts from the golden liquid
left hand round the waist, hold hands
with the handle, lip
pressed to the rim, intimate
serendipitous-savor
the flavor of rose
petals and hips, cinnamon
apple, almond and cherry
sipping oolong slow
over lips and tongue, twining
in chimera happiness
might open eyes to bonsai
Are you so callous?
Twining thorns around my arms
Hoping to do me harm
Blood drips from my fingertips
My eyes blackened
Feelings forsaken
Are you so brazen?
Chaining my heart to your
Felonious feelings
Tears drip from my eyes
My fingers broken
Feelings forgotten
Are you so evil?
Breaking my back
To climb higher
Sweat drips from my forehead
My soul beaten
Feelings forgiven
Quicksand routines yolks of same
Spinning into limbo hours lost
Unto fraught betwixt existence
Into frivolous twining gone
Stop the drowning and start the standing up
Amidst life’s frenzied stream
And be the “courageous” caught within its currents
Capturing simple moments and mere instances before they leave
Reign in the ticking and the tocking
Offer shelter to your needs
Reverse the course of river
To run freer and thus, parallel to your dreams