Short Vanities Poems

Upon
vanity
of vanities-
fragile egos will ride
the wind
clasping
brief moments
ephemeral-
that die in tomorrow's
ashes...

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All imported stuff,
  imported life in luxury.
    ostentatious life?

 none of that matters to me
 only my life matters......

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The earth grew loose and fell away
The rain just poured, and poured today
The winds rose up and help her slay
The vanities men adored of clay...

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Time has no Vanity,
 time
don't dye hair,
don't disguise...
just complies,
 Its role,
and does not age...
infinitely
 ethereal passes... !...

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Tho, they sharpen their claws and their teeth 
to build their Tower of Babel , on sand beneathe
as they boast  their vanities insane
it will still all crumble to pieces one day!

Copyright McCuen 2009...

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All brimming crystal drizzled earth frazzled glory hugged;
Icicles jousting kaleidoscopic light, meets
Natures overfrosted pinnacled quiverings.
Raining snow tumults us, Life-like vanities: 
Waning xylems' younger zeniths...

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Re-post inspired by MRose contest

PHRASIS a song of eternity

Instincts of hope, an invitation
to eternity beyond the tomb.Farewell
to love, the vanities of life and 
pleasures of fancy.Impromptu
rememberances bring forth this
letter of verse..for love cannot die.

A phrasis tribute inspired by poetry titles of John Clare...

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Deep the pond
sweet the water,
Tranquilly placid
nestled in safe abode,
Nourished by tears of yester-years.

Vast the spaces
of times immemorial,
Condensed to serve
in segmented places,
Striving and continually
seeking the birthing waters
of the placid pool.

Vain the vanities
of immortal entities,
Chasing shadows
in spiraling obscurities
floundering, for a way to find....

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Mirror, my friend, I ask, if you please.
"Am I kind?  generous?  one who meets needs?"
Why ask?  A stranger's hospitable deeds 
are worth far more than empty vanities.

March 7, 2020

Charles Messina, sponsor 
Kind Ink Poetry contest

with credit to William Shakespeare,
King Henry VIII, Act II, Scene III
"...worth more than empty vanities"
and of course, the biblical Good Samaritan....

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Birds revolution
who don't sing if not
for peace and harmony...
Butterfly revolution
that don't fly if not
for the beauty and for the pleasure...
flower revolution
that only beautify if it is
by the greater brightness and by the
happiness...
Nature revolution
which will bear fruit if
there is heaven on earth...
I only believe in revolution
of men when
 naked
of their vanities...!...

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Cactus 

Your soul needs food and nurturing;
Your heart needs water and life;
Your body needs both to be fulfilled;

A thirsty soul will be weak and die.
A starved heart will corrupt and wither.
A body without a heart will lose the soul.

You may have water and still be thirsty,
You may have food and still starve,
You may have everything and have nothing,
For all is but at best vanity, vanity, vanities....

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Sentry is the sunset, as I de and compress
Optimism is a way to scrub the hopelessness
Perhaps I'll escape perdition with a healthy dose of beauty paste
Will insecurities vanities blind me pitifully to the incoming waste
No, this corner would not be built into the path if it weren't meant to be walked down and turned
Growth is not just something plant-based it's a lesson in us all that need be walked and learned...

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beauty acclaimed
symbols
  of love locked out
palettes in 
   meretricious effect
dedicated
to
      the sensual
with intense
ethereal brilliance


   singleness of heart
rejoicing
in the truth
of
   beauty &symmetry
  in
     illusion 
of
a gilded tapestry

             bold&novel
image of woman
  a creative
                 anima

celebration
    art
     for
         arts sake
in epic
        themes...

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Fine 
words
           it's
           true
melodious
metrical
                  metaphors
                  mingle
in
alliteration
as
                 cadence
                  cajoles
with
verse
of
fine    
verbs
               and
               adjectives
cojoin
                to  rhyme
in the
ear
              drawing
              the reader
near
and yet..
               say
               nothing
I
fear...

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Robin Hood thieves from the woodlands,  
for seemingly meaningful greenery,
and rather mysterious scenery
to sell at garden  nurseries.
Jack axes the canopies:
veneers to go on vanities.
And the lavish sunlit 
leaves are fading,
and falling. 

Pragmatic greed
smothers silent cries,
of felled trees,
gruesomely shrugs
over carnage.
Emptiness sweeps
into grey-gaps.

We ache for beauty… 

remembered,

imagined,

unseen.
...

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PHRASIS a song of eternity
Instincts of hope, an invitation
to eternity beyond the tomb.Farewell
to love, the vanities if life and 
pleasures of fancy.Impromptu
rememberances bring forth this
letter of verse..for love cannot die.

A phrasis tribute inspiired by poetry titles of John Clare

You may hear me recite this phrasis and most of my PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
also
catch my short forms @strandpoet on twitter...

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VANITY
Vanities! Oh vanity the things we see!
Heaps and heaps we heap,
Dead we drop still,
Buried six feet deep.

Will the living…
Will they cry for your corpse?
Will they praise your cause?
Which and which they do,
The corpse stayed cursed,
Buried not to return.

Will the dead…
Will they welcome you
Will they embrace you?
Will they spit at your return,

Your stink upon their restful sleep?
Whichever they do…
The dead don’t make amend...

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Listen to poem:

The Looney Toon August Moon
David J Walker

Blame it on the moon 

The monthly insanities 
The nightly vanities 

The comings
The going 

the longings 
In lonely mornings 

The Moon is to blame 
For all of the insane 

Things I can name and
It is as plain as day that

The night might 
Or might not sway things

Another way
In the light 

	Of a harvest moon
Setting south of August 

The sweet scent of 
Cooler air 

Is on its way...

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I have said it once
Now will i say it twice
Not anymore 
Not trice
For she won't listen 
To my advice

She lives all her life
Bowing to images
And worshiping all the vanities

Thinking she is blessed
And will go to heaven
Now she perishes like a chicken
And she is soon forgotten

I will live a free man
Than to live a slave
For the beauty of the sea
Is it wave

The beauty of man 
Is to live a free man
A good seed 
Bears a good fruits
And a good water
Runs in a good fluids...

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She frenziedly smeared the rogue make-up about her ivory malaise face...
Contorted seemed vanities glass, while breaking oranges gloss laced lipstick
As painting her Cheshire cats up turned smile; currents of excitement and she
Ratting silver streaks in highlights hair her favourite of champagne pink, stiletto's
Tapping a memoirs mania beat upon, revampings boudoir's floor; peinoir with frills..
Palpable fanfare, held the essence her creed ? Porcelain, ballerina's dementia dreams....

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The epic behind the satellite epic that was and remains...the career of lewis Findlay.....


He who calls his brother races is endangered of council


Thank you twiggy for all those dedications of carly simon
And you're re so vain



Vanity of vanities 
My darling Sheba


You were my joy and pleasure my sorry shame.

We brought the midnight sun to rise

Across the eb,ny starlite skies

Again like us more shall not come


Barbara srreisand , Kris kristofferson...

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