Short Ululations Poems

FEBRUARY

Fiercely independent these
Eclectic February days.
Bravado, masked in the madness of
Revelry’s raucous, windy,
Ululations bowing the
Aspens in prayerful
Resignation to the simmering
Yearnings of Spring.


John G. Lawless
2/1/2016...

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Brick laden air, choking breath. Red heart rent by whispers carrying your voice
Chameleon colored leaves dropping dew
Fragrant warm wind breathed on the nape of your neck
Ululations fondled, pedophilic fires lit in your loins
Disasters renewed, 
Frogs trill with longing they have my voice....

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Owl hooting "Who you"?
Pack of wolves howl at the moon.
So alive, twilight.
I imbibe all sounds with glee.
May this night last forever!



Writing Challenge - Unburden a " U" word - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Date written: 11/02/2022...

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An African drum throbs from a distance.
It is heyday and there is rejoicing.
But ululations surround me suddenly, and tensions
Climb gently the steps of a dancing heaven.
As my lobes grow softer and my hair stands
On the grounds of love,
I sense the throbs on my hollow soul,
Near, yet so far, for the wretched wench
Whose sweet eyes I have descried yonder....

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a mate

silver and grey hunger
sleek beneath a Spring moon
rolls coyly, playfully
in a shrouded glade

she cries out
long, low, ululations
reverberations caught,
in the silence of pine.

her need is great
she rubs her belly
across cast off cedar

brown aromatic scents
join pheromones
rise into the night
carried far.

random breezes pass
unaware of messages carried....

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Her ineffable iridescence transcended my trepidations.
Her scintillating semblance was a hammer to the heart on my sleeve.
Shattering my shamefulness and unlocking my ululations,
But now I am bereaved for my lover chose to leave.

Now my concubine is chimeric and my feelings have faded.
Wash away my world but preserve the past memories in my mind.
Leave me to languish in our eternal estrangement....

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Where my body may dwindle,
 As hunger saddles the atmosphere
 But sounds of Joy will always jingle;
 As Mama will lushly care
 Take me to that place

 Where shelter may not shield from cold,
 Yet I am cuddled in love untold
 Where luxury os but a tale,
 But zest never goes stale
 Take me to that place

 Where I am clothed in nakedness,
 But not stripped of my happiness
 Entangled by poverty's web,
 But free from the wrath of a boss
 Take me to that place
 Take me home!...

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