Short Twitched Poems
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Despair weaving up my spine,
engorging within body, mine.
And though I twitched and groaned today,
that feeling did not go away.
She gazed into the rabbit hole
And screamed as severed hands appeared,
They twitched and grabbed and pulled her down;
The hands were kinder than she’d feared,
And helped her trim her hair and beard.
For Deb’s Dream contest (inspired by the first picture)
On Pebble Beach's seventh green
I paused to watch an otter.
He dove, cavorted, spun around,
An acrobat on water.
Then lolling, drifting, eyeing me
He twitched brown nose and whiskers.
His thought, that moment, mirrored mine:
"He plays all day, that rascal."
He rose
She watched
He paused
She gazed
He twitched
She sighed
He packed
She froze
He waited
She turned
He glanced
She shivered
He moved
She whispered
He paced
She sobbed
He freaked
She called
He frowned
She pleaded
He kissed
She wept
He turned
She knew
He left
He rose
She watched
He paused
She gazed
He twitched
She sighed
He packed
She froze
He waited
She turned
He glanced
She shivered
He moved
She whispered
He paced
She sobbed
He freaked
She called
He frowned
She pleaded
He kissed
She wept
He turned
She knew
He left
Bold, bright as broach,
plucked from
a distant gaze to settle
the folds of a morning,
unmoved by the dappled light
twitched across its outstretched wings,
a sleeping butterfly
rolled up in a cardboard tube
and sent flying
halfway across a world
to here, still deep
in its dream.
Little
Miss Witch nose twitched.
Bewitched a mundane stitch;
Halloween clown from head to toe
trick, treat.
She walked
Down the dark street
With sweet sounds of laughter.
Skittles, candy corn, M&Ms
Bag full
One, two,
Three, sudden; Poof!
Black spike hat, gown, and boots
Holding a kitten as black cat
Looked out.
Embers twitched;
it took everything I had
but they reluctantly stirred to my will
Cold ashes abandoned in the grate also
mustered under whispered threats
and gentle reproach
Through tortured twists
and painful resolve
hollow bones, wings and talons emerged
I live again -
spirited, proud and free
Rising to face the world anew
MOUSE HOUSE*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In my shoe, I found quite a sight,
a small mouse, with fur soft and light.
He twitched and he squeaked,
as I gasped and I freaked,
Then we both took off running in fright!
*This poem is written in memoriam and dedicated to the field mouse who mistakenly decided our garage would be a cool place to wait out summer's heat.
The dark drives wind-horses.
They enter the car through your eyes
as you side-slip bends,
veer from contorted shadows.
Once, the hind hoof of a doe
slapped at your face,
the Chevy twitched,
it plowed onward
into the frozen hide of the earth.
When you looked through the rear mirror
you saw yourself
prone and trembling on the asphalt,
while the white-tail escaped
through the iron anvil of night.
Mystery Runner
Fog curtain twitched,
Neighbourly insights,
Sudden motion pitched,
Band Aided 'Lycra',
A shaping event horizon,
Of near destruction,
Short pony tail rolled,
A pendulum effect,
Why do fog curtains,
Never use nets?
@Andrew Carnegie, Foggy Chippenham, Jan 7th 2017
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As my nose twitched,
before the coming sneeze,
time froze, anticipation heightened,
awaiting its inevitable release.
I surfed the bardo,
my thoughtless attention animated,
wherein fulcrum of tremors,
could not be located.
The tumbler did fall,
when I least expected;
I covered my face,
that others be protected.
As for the act,
expelling saliva and air,
it’s a learnt art,
I perform with flair.
I knew a witch who had a glitch
She was itching to make her potion
She twitched and twitched writing it down
Stirring and stirring creating a new blend
Pouring in the Starbucks coffee at the end
Pulling out her broom dripping with
A witches blend of Mocha and Coco
This potion was ready for Glen
That will be $5.95
Please drive through to
The End
I just realized Starbucks doesn't have a drive though, oh well my bad. LOL
Lets meet
My treat.
She died
We cried.
Trapeze
Don't sneeze.
Lent fast
Wont last.
Blown leaves
Bare trees.
Roulette
Place bet.
Strip tease
Weak knees.
Sunday
You pray.
Babe Wakes
Sleep breaks.
Work shy
Bye bye.
Contest
Who's best.
Jobs done
Now fun.
Bewitched
Nose twitched.
Team wins
Big grins.
Mask off
Don't cough.
Written 2nd October 2020.
"Rest in peace"
They delivered there morse
In lose shoulders
in dropping face
In gloomy eyes.
So his body rested
Under the warm earth
To be broken into pieces
To that primitive ocean
Of hydrogen carbon oxygen.
But the soul was freed
In its jolly unrest
Sped through light
Twitched ones ear
Or plucked others hair
Gone was the somber
Gone the heavy air.
and everyone ate and drank heartily
and the soul lived happily ever after
Form:
I watched the monkey
climb aboard,
and sink his claws
into the small of your back
after all,
its where the sweetmeat is
you stood there
not batting an eye
while he devoured
and chewed on your psyche
ripping at ligaments
you twitched,
just a mite
and went white
refrain from turning back
refrain from self flagellation
throwing that hairy parasite
off your back
wings will spread again
and paint the doors to heaven
with a Mona Lisa smile