Short Wayfarers Poems

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Premium Member One Coin - Two Sides

One coin; two sides

Cold, dark, eerie night
Vampires spreading terror
In wayfarers hearts.
Indoors, lovers snuggled tight
Of the terror, oblivious!
Form: Tanka


Premium Member Stars

stationed at the height
Celestial wayfarers of the night
Dancing damsels with the light
Fading phantoms at Phoebes’ sight


Placed First
Strand's (1064) Poetry Contest
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Stars

 
Sentries stationed at the height Celestial wayfarers of the night Dancing damsels with the light Fading phantoms at Phoebes’ sight
Placed First A Strand's (1064) Poetry Contest Sponsor. Brian Strand
Form: Quatrain

Wayfarers

Wishing winter would end
wandering with the wind.
Worthless wishing imparts
Wretched minds seeking rest.
Worship warms the weary.
waiting with willing hearts
wayfarers follow Christ.

May 8, 2021

contest:  Pleiades "W"
sponsor:  Kim Merryman
Form: Verse

Surmise compass points

The cold consummate summer
eyes unclued
beyond the veil of tears
South were pleasant lands
East was the golden sunrise
the winds strolled gently
West were Mike and Suzie dominion
smiles on their faces
offering no apologies to the wayfarers
they needed no clue


Premium Member Far Fair This Ride

Much like this ride, I'll walk the endless course

As seen among wayfarers’ eyes dark gold

where swallows reel above to reinforce

the edge of night, far fair, I do behold.



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Rithimus Divisa 6 Contest
Sponsor: Gregory R Barden
Originally posted 10/ 25/ 2018
Resubmitted 9/ 22/ 2020
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Form: Rhyme

The Ferryman's Bane

A ferryman weeps at the passing of time,
No more shall the hustle of feet fill his dock.
His worth is now waning in industry's prime,
His bane, a behemoth of metal and rock.

Walking on water the wayfarers mock,
His emptying vessel, alone on the bank.
Till memories spun with the turn of the clock,
And the ferryman's boat, to nothingness sank.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Night Keeper

Deep down his lungs, a full baritone trills Coughing out for all to hear, "Be safe, Wayfarers until the sea is clear; " As transient gulls flit below sail boats Navigating the hazardous eddy: Angled rocks ensnare old mollusks Till sounds of tidal drift grate along , While men of the ocean await in silence. 7/27/2017 For Eve Roper's LIGHTHOUSE Contest

Premium Member Nature Haiku

cleaving the black rock 
the proud tree blocks wayfarers ---
wild shrubs hail the show

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speeding naughty yacht
tears white skirts of green waters ---
questioning her course

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silver waterfalls 
like an Indian widow ---
on a shadow walk

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rays of morning sun   
play hide and seek with blossoms ---
breeze busy with trees

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though not autumn time
ferocious maple leaves fall ---
wind escapes from blames


02 August 2022
Form: Haiku

From Another Land

Light falters in through the cracks 
   of an ancient wall
    While the moss grows lime green on 
stones near the shore
    In another land 
people are filled with bright expectations 
   Over the sounding sea 
  the sound of sea horns can be heard 
The broad expanse of the ocean 
   will be crossed 
   As new wayfarers come to our land 
Bringing with them shards of memory 
  of cultures unknown to these shores 
Bringing with them shards of "storied pomp"

Footprints

Leave footprints if you must .
On the sands of time in trust
Just remember ….
No footprint is totally foolproof
to be washproof

All is a game
like the tides that tame
Even the strongest surfer …
Eternal to all is time and nothing else
And sparking in the cosmos we are all just wayfarers

Tread softly
Love authentically
Live lovingly
Behave empathically
Speak truthfully
Move consciously
Grow gratefully !

Savvy

http://www.savvyraj.com
© Savvy Raj  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Heady Charm of a Wind

Layering stroke by stroke the syllables of filtered mist's breath, eastern winds spin like a circle of tropical fish and flower beds on a lattice... and the soft tresses of this air pours on wayfarers sort of crystal beads new. Then another circle whistles inside my flesh, a sponge... an oasis, bathing loin towel of morn dawning; how its flavor speaks and lifts trinkets of jeweled drops to lightly swirl away.... mid way. Wind Contest: SKAT's 8/29/2015

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