Short Vented Poems
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As bakers cook, diners eat food. Good help is jumbled. Kicking lovers make no omen.
People quarrel; reactions soar through upper vented windows. Explanations yield. Zoom!
After berserkers violated, nonviolent, virtuous, souls
residing in Ireland's verdant vales,
victims vented their intense disliking of the vile, vicious,
violent, vikings by valiantly fighting back victoriously.
PARTICULAR INFUENCES-:-
instinctive
sensitive
reservations
vented
mockery
in a DETACHED VIEW
reminiscent
reacted
ventures
essaying
contours
symmetrical
silhouetted
in DISGUISED POSE
defying
deeper
significance
process
meaning
On the way to the park,
a strong urge hit me to pick up a large
mocha latte at the nearest Starbuck...
while customers vented rage,
I waited for it while chatting with George.
Entered in Francine Robert's contest,
" Pick A Beverage, Any Beverage "
Written by Andrew Crisci
on 10/30/2011
Was Not Intended
Was not intended
When my endeavored ended
Rules were amended
Into air blended
Casket cemented
She had consented
Car door was dented
My eyes had glinted
Answer was hinted
Not oriented
I had relented
Vessels were stinted
Ended up suspended
Room was well-vented.
You get to pick out last one you
want for last line. Jim Horn
Ex-boyfriend, I'll call him Jermaine
His farting just drove me insane
Foul farts how they stank
oh boy it was rank
twas like standing by a blocked drain
Because he would constantly toot
I vented I’d give him the boot
I said we are parting
Just can’t stand your farting
my airspace you always pollute
FICTION POEM
05/29/21
Initials hung on Taylor's neck, her own, TAS sectorially vented Harvard's gates, they have come to say and so today the impinged parlay, dark roast is now a zepher stone so subtle laughter that gathers like small children for backyard games, that, I can't have more, coffee for sure another time, but time's aplenty who's that, I'm proud to say the zepher stone is here to stay.
… it pours.
The orange horizon embraced the sun tenderly
The wind groaned in disgust
Dashing into the swaying forest to put-up for the night
Puffing clouds chased each other up the sky
Screaming and flashing cruel rapiers
Piercing the sky heartlessly in their rant
All of a sudden
The sky wept
Tears of anger,
Vented for ages
And nothing was the same again that has been
created.
Tales of sacrificed fear
on scared tortured terrain
wild strengths smoldering beneath
tantrums of the fractious.
Gateway opens, rocks vault, liquids spew
fires burn and soil creep
Vented anger, terrifyingly unleashed
scarped lands and chard boulders
tinged bushes, strewn trees
flowed hard blackened beds
Gateway to Hell, Masaya volcano, Nicaragua.
Form:
When I shared a tiny piece of bread,
the eyes of an unknown hungry kid,
vented the spiritual chants, the secret
way to attain the heaven's steps.
When I prayed for others,
I felt like I was nearing the God;
Revering the labours equally,
aided me to fathom the rapport.
Nothing but a benign smile,
solaces the wilting souls;
Nothing but a compassionate word,
spreads the smile across the world.
Prickly are the waters drought
no more do drops collected
gallons of waters evaporated
once was a lake than a pond
now it's not even a fishing hole
dust rise up we're vapors once vented
The Sun shines the heat the moisture
is now evaporated
life itself is at not this
This is the presence of the drought
5/28/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2024
I'm yet in the deep...and I'm stark forlorn
prod the ocean.
he vented, "I'm not Noah."
If you are not, how could it be aired to me?
you are both my sonnet and my book
what is the exposed scheme?
you'd me
the whole was truant
Where will we meet? to perceive or grasp
a stained bruise in yours
garnish yourself with my vicinity
on scheme, the slash fostered a spirit
Written: March 15, 2022
Sometimes venting isn't
venting
Sometimes venting isn't about
venting
Sometimes it's more about it
Sometimes it's about the drug
Sometimes it's just love
Sometimes all it takes is a
smile.
Sometimes it's a breathe before
a thought
Sometimes u wish its better to
have not known now that u
know.
That's how u know you've
vented
That's how u knw you've loved
That's how you know you're not
scared to die .
Form:
The birdie whistled
A wet and wild song;
Damp feathers bristled.
Wild song, rain-scented;
Trills of petrichor,
With flapping, vented.
Petrichor afresh.
A hot steam, released.
Buds unfurl-refresh.
Released melody;
Shines sweet bluebird’s wings
In storm’s brevity.
Bluebird’s wings fluff bright,
As the sun billows,
At the beak’s delight.
Billows, of warm tweet
And zephyr, compete.
Hot Breath
excited crowd waits impatiently
earthquakes shake the ground
lava heated boiling water
pushes towards the surface
hot steam spews from the vent
anticipation grows, ready for the eruption
a mighty whoosh and the vented steam
reaches for the blue sky
for a duration of ninety seconds
the crowd is awed by natures power
with a gurgle the steam cloud
settles back into the earth to await
another cycle
Maddening thought to process such a word
Mad definition defining more than anger
Mad upset feeling fever flushed climatic danger
Mad mangled minor class offense verse major
Madly suggestive messages a madden proclaimer
Mad made digestive mental notes selective
Madder matters making moves motioning more
Minds mad capacities hijacking brains plane
Mad makers massive maze uncontained
Moistening our various vented veins change
Mad to be or not to be?
Crazy…
Alone in the world
he makes his way
no one to show him
right from wrong.
Beaten and abused
he rises above
the ashes of the past
covered in bruises and blood.
Sobbing and heartbroke
he screams his pain
out to a god
his baby in hold
Wishing to change the past
praying for a new life
his little girl there remains
dead and cold
He vented his anger
and killed his little jewel
the gem of his eye
his pain
now forever immortalized
in those diamond tears.
On a full moon night...
It was the Sun,the Earth & the Moon
Aligned precisely and formed an eclipse,
changed white dress to red,color of a lady's lip,
Scrutinized the total eclipse completely,a boon
Under an eclipsed Moon light...
It was me,my dearest camera and the Moon,
all alone on the terrace, drenched in the moon light,
vented secrets stealthily,beheld the heavenly delights,
cleansed negative energies by whispering magical tunes
In the midst of my garden, I stand there,
watching the spirited squirrels,
busy in savouring pomegranate flowers
In the midst of my garden, I stand there,
seeing the peppy parrots,
tasting the hard guava fruits
In the midst of my garden, I stand there,
watching the red vented bulbuls,
happily collecting the sun berries.
Amongst the enchanting scent of ixoras
and the mesmerizing songs of robins,
I stand there in the midst of my garden,
with heart full of ecstasy.
"Nature from my house"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gulmohar tree red flowers abound
breeze creates red carpet on ground
Dove bulbul sparrow parrot crow robin
chirp merrily in morning
melodious surround
Morning in mountains fog descents
shining ice scattered around.
Evening sun, a red ball descents,
slowly on other side, west bound.
red vented bulbul
built nest in my balcony -
perfect bowl of twigs
Date: 9/7/2020
_______________________
STILL HOLDING MY OWN
There once was a broken sink
The repair cost makes me think
Much porcelain gone
Shards to step upon
It’s taking me right to the brink
Broken pipes and a dented junction
At the time, I felt no compunction
As I vented my spleen
I had kept it so clean
But at least it has limited function
The cause of the damage is known
To replace it, I might need a loan
Collective rage, I am sure
Hammers found on the floor
But then, I’m still holding my own
robin wearing an
orange skirt eating petals~
rain falls from above
flowers of flame tree fall on
ground creating a carpet
red vented bulbul
eating blackberries from tree~
dark grey clouds move fast
sun shines on clouds creating
a diamond in the sky
13.06.2021
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