Short Upturns Poems
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ducks cluck
bulls buck
gnus munch
bugs buzz
surf
lulls
as shrubs bud;
dusk
suns
cummulus
unfurl
curls
uncurl
tumult
upturns
as
crush
sucumbs
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Categories:
upturns, sound,
Form:
List
It is the truth which
never was. After many
deaths I will come to you
to repeal my verses.
The festering earth was
making the rains green,
to suck the dry sands
thrown by the angry winds.
The soul upturns the body.
You will crawl in a tunnel
to come out for sedation
accepting the karma.
A non-acceptance of the
straitjacket. Let the anxiety
rise like a beast.
Satish Verma
Categories:
upturns, art,
Form:
ABC
Don’t walk by,pretend not to see
Outside in the cold is no place to be
Whistle to yourself,think glad it’s not me
No-one can escape their destiny.
No-one can prepare for all trials of life
One day it is bliss the next day is strife
Taking one day at a time is now my life.
Optimism is the only way out
Upturns are ahead I have no doubt
Thinking to myself I am down not out.
Categories:
upturns, anxiety, depression,
Form:
Acrostic
Resistance burns pink in fondled captures,
Bushes wet in slippery raptures,
Music swells thumping the golden gate head,
Acoustic beats resound with tender threads.
Desires bonded within slow rhythmic speeds,
Upturns notes and resonating strings,
Sharp random musical yearns turn to cry;
Longing to jump in for the bumpy ride?
Entwined bodies learn the melody song;
Quake and quiver like a multi-struck prong.
Categories:
upturns, life
Form:
Free verse
Crossing the burning barriers,
you take a fatal jump.
Brazenly, but giving little away.
Long shadows of ethnic clouds
were eroding the sun. Feeling the
wet lips you rub you sweaty
palms in vain.
Haunted, you would like to
kill the ghosts. You pull a silken
cord. A silver urn upturns the
ashes of your past.
Each truth walks without legs.
You are still incomplete. The
self-portrait will never hang
on the wall.
Satish Verma
Categories:
upturns, art,
Form:
ABC
As mauve of autumn waves her velvet cloak
Each treetop, each leaf upturns a glazed hue:
That between dusk and morn, the winds evoke
A heartbeat tempo of evening’s debut--
Oblivious to chills with beams on oak
Parading their grandeur , regal in view,
Then once again through October – brushed sky
Where Northern lights mindlessly fail to die !
Broken Wings’ Form O- Only One Contest
Theme: Oblivious ( 4-syl count) 5/10/2017
Categories:
upturns, autumn, beautiful,
Form:
Ottava rima