Short Welded Poems

molded by the sun, moon, and stars; fate welded --- rays of history shine...

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Stress welded into my bones
 Shivering anxious thoughts
My bough bends at every turn...

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There was never a question to ask
Pheromones welded us to the task
Now the deed is done
What have we won?
A life wearing an "Innocent" mask?...

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Although, for the moment, we are shores apart;
          we're still welded together by a loyal heart.


                 Copyright McCuen 2009...

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Although, for the moment, we are shores apart;   
  we're still welded together by a loyal heart.       

  
             Copyright McCuen 2009...

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small bar of soap welded to new 
 
                                                                     squeaky clean     ...

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Bits
of steel,
spot welded-
craft..art..becomes
one



eg Picasso's Woman in a garden
http://www.spanisharts.com/reinasofia/picassoescultura.htm...

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one half’s an arc the other a strobe ~ light becomes your coagulant 

signals and synapses firing off sparks ~ try open eyes but you can’t 

all bound together forming a dream ~ welded to the somnambulant...

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Electrocution

My fridge is faulty due to careless kate,
touching it,my blood  is drawn at~ fast rate,
She tries tapping ,but stood still;
we glued firm like welded steel,
Fine posture;~ not for John we would  be late....

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burning love
makes a heart
turn into
spontaneous
combustion
fiery flames
ignited by
friction of
two lovers
who cannot
live without
the other
skin so hot
at the touch
engulfing souls
who become
welded as one...

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Yeah
I am still here
Stuck
Cuffed
In place
By golden shackles
I wallow
In mud
And eat dust
Suffer
The hollow men
Do it
For a dream
Or is it
All just a dream
Days just meld
Welded together
Time fly’s
Time slows
The mud
The dust
How I hate
The hollow men
...

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callous crimson crept
etching crisp crest
hanky' surges sworn
plied pulpy pawn
dark dribbles reincarnated
rusty reels cremated

felon flames moan
cussing cupped clone
bruised biddings thrown

loquacious wind wielded
spanked saucy shredded
hewn syllables welded

tuned taunted tiers
of the fire.
'20:04:03:18:54

Note: Of The Fire....

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callous crimson crept
etching crisp crest
hanky' surges sworn
plied pulpy pawn
dark dribbles reincarnated
rusty reels cremated

felon flames moan
cussing cupped clone
bruised biddings thrown

loquacious wind wielded
spanked saucy shredded
hewn syllables welded

tuned taunted tiers
of the fire.
'20:04:03:18:54

Note: Of The Fire....

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In the world, two gizmos are welded.
An unreversible truth, same as a soul in a body
Love and poetry that cheers and arrays.
Raining longings with promise, not averring.
Nothing provokes poetry like passion;
Nothing replenishes him like warmth.
And a full moon is a verse for love.


Written: January 20, 2022...

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deride derision  divide division devise a vision
play with words like rythym  tick something squared
is power of two and cubed's the power of three 
not four that's more
are inconsistent seas unfound or foundered 
I think there four iambic meters cause caucasion
indecision in a celtic melded welded mind I find
a loss of words incomprehensic in reprehensic
pensitivity...

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Like the perfection of flame and candle
My perfume flirts with your cologne
A Sensory journal, viscously travelling
Every part, turning my inside out
Light softens to the burning wick
As we lay welded together – meshed
Our minds run free into moments
Reflections with words and expression
Marvel at where our thoughts take us
Into hours until we fall pleasantly asleep...

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a drink from the bottle 
that held my youth
a clink in the glasses
a melded brew

on the brink of disaster
a welded chain hereafter
the staining ink and plaster
then held me like a master

all the cling and clatter
a belt that chokes no matter
what i bring as batter
a fling that just gets fatter

to me its all i see
and i feel bad to say
heaven i am sorry
but i lied.

i do not love you...

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In hearing what’s hiding in the horizon’s insidious tide,
Autumnal terror trickles into my cochlear sides.

Whence warmth has melded the meadows with mind,
What’s welded is melted by the temperature’s decline.

And thus from the Earth a consciousness slips,
As a leaf believes that its tree no longer offers it sips.

Weep for me as I for you,
All who I, for but a season, knew....

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Listen to poem:

So, do you tell all your friends that you have loves gun to my head?
 My legs work just fine it's easy to get up and walk away from this bed
   Love is not       a chain welded for your misuse
 My heart's             not 
an anvil for your hammer
to forge my abuse
For all the depth 
and warmth to you 
that my eyes did show
You are about to find 
out how deeply low my 
heart's A/C can go...

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The twisted moon
moved horizontally,
plunged in cleavage
of dark trees
eating the stars.

Aloneness; midnight dream,
faces the wall of nails.
Scratches on the flesh
blood oozing.
The benign end.

Put off the lights,
it helps to think clearly.
Drape the mercy of night.
Snake was hissing, may strike.
A cramp will kill the joy.

The fish will be welded
to a candle.


SATISH VERMA...

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The worn, torn, decepid book,
Sits in silence all alone.
Hiding stories from in and out,
Stories only it can ever own.

I want to open it, need to witness,
But its pages are welded tight.
This closed, red ribboned book,
Stares and glares defiantly every night.

This worn, torn decrepid book
Came from a beautiful loved past life.
Closed, it keeps our secrets hidden,
Safe from any past lived strife....

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With a snakelike hiss, the train doors close
the engine rocks and rumbles on clicking
over welded metal couplings: iced, glazed, froze,
the steam heat in clouds arose, rail licking.
On velvet we sit, lace behind our heads,
stewards bring tea for the clock is ticking. 
High tea at five, we're fed like thoroughbreds
for dinners late (at eight) in formal dress.
A honeymoon for two not quite purebreds.



1/24/15...

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What could be simpler she thought?
ten seconds to hit the button and 
retreat in to the lead lined room...

she hit the button and leapt out of 
the leather chair towards the "rescue"
room but her uniform overall caught 
and then tangled in the spring-hook 
hanger, welded on to the side of the
console

Just before the room temperature 
reached seven thousand degrees Celsius, 
and vapourized her and the building
she mused, "shit happens"....

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You shroud an ache in drips
of wavering replies,
Immersed in memories
of
a futile time

You think in 
twisted inflections of submersed pride,
a swirl of beliefs 
engrossed in avertable rapture
 
You swing around
a fusion of disparate passions
And dictate 
an end that scarcely counts

You call me in
to tie my soul 
And cram your sins 
inside my fractured will

You pin our welded bruises
to prickling discretion
And drive them deep
as if to hide...

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