Short Wellspring Poems

The sound of the church bell
from beyond a distant hill
brings forth a wellspring of joy....

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The music
of colour
in symbolic
forms
and
mystic
legend in
the wellspring of 
dreams...

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SYMBOLS
a
music
of colour,
of symbolic
scenes,
of
mystic
legends in
a wellspring of
dreams...

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Not distracted by fame or success,
the floodgates sprung open
—truth running clear

(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)...

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The mouthpiece of ignorance
is gossip

The wellspring of gossip
—is lies

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)...

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Sacred in its offering,
christening the past

Wellspring of indulgence
—running free at last

(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)...

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I see someone I love,
in everyone I meet

The wellspring eternal
—its blessings complete

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)...

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Prose gets more from poetry,
than poetry from prose

Verse a wellspring where phrases drink
—whose waters flow and flow

(Villanova University: March, 2021)...

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Tears of sorrow,
tears of joy

Meld together,
laughter’s toy

Tears of sadness,
tears of mirth

Wellspring one
—a dual birth

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)...

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Tears of sorrow,
  tears of joy

Conjoin together,
  laughter’s toy

Tears of sadness,
  tears of mirth

Their wellspring one,
—a dual birth

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)...

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Flowing from the heart
mindless of the brain
bubbling up with joy
as water from a spring

Feelings, strong and telling
when push comes to shove
this thing within, welling
performs as puppy love...

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Of nothingness
Summer fire bird
Wind with wings yarned 
Mountains and hills over skied 
With sky blue in the eyes 
Wellspring where Rainbow 
Sadness in Fortune turns 
Nest of dreams curves
Gardens of fantasies made 
And joy through ample flew 
set sails to the Universe....

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the dreamlike
                 smile
evaporates
       on inward wings,
sealed in 
           the embrace
of the
         caress:
a gesture,
a sensitive
               garland
                  of love,
a wellspring
of intuitive
            passion's
frenzy...

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The written word must be sourced from
an unconscious wellspring, for the
self-doubt of waking life is preventative of
even the most primitive forms of creative
expression. The written word lives upon the death of
the author, or at least upon his being beyond all
recognition....

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My
thoughts - as
words - sputter
as they’re eked out
from my wellspring of imagination.

Phrases become rhymed and metered lines that
start gushing as
I pump them
into 
poems.

For Micahael J. Falotico's
Where Your Poetry Comes From" 2 Tetractys only Poetry Contest...

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As the Cup Runneth Over

	           thirst
             dire, immediate
 pleading, despairing, compelling
 newborns, world, pneuma, rivers
    living, assuaging, redeeming
            quenched, blessed
                  wellspring






(c) sally young eslinger 11/8/2023




	
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Out of the mud,
springs of solid souls come forth

smeared by the dirt,
but not stained with the stigma

in the vile sparks of inhumanity,
a wellspring of humanity is birthed

putting smiles on furrowed souls,
fiercely putting out the darkness

I am unabashed about the trenches,
from there staggering ingenuity sprouts!...

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A wellspring deep within,
a vital force creative,
is quelled to dry spells
by diversions, doubts
and distractions.
Like a pump needs priming
to flow again,
a wellspring needs prompting
and dry-runs
to get it brimming again.
Keep drawing on your wellspring
every single day,
imbibing its nectar lovingly,
and it will never run dry....

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silver branch 
     glistens
        wellspring torrents 
   green tide 
           rush
        fool’s gold rock 
   ashore

Date posted : 19 th March 2021
 
      Contest :  Lets Get Creative With Haiku 

       Sponsor : Constance La France

NB Branch as in river or tree feature.
Early promise later disappointment theme.
Attempt at figure three haiku structure....

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Water is the essence of me.
Without water, who would I be?
My wet milieu, a sea within.
Water is life's matrix for kin.

The ocean is life's wellspring hub. 
My cells are bathed in saline nub.
A bag of sea within my skin.
Water is life's matrix for kin

I live beside the sea, and swim, 
To worship water with a hymn.
Welcoming each day to begin!
Water is life's matrix for kin....

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The sins of religion,
religion of sin
holding God hostage,
a prisoner within

An Almighty weapon,
inflicting great pain
heaven in bondage,
redemption in chains

The politics of religion,
its dogma a curse
with guilt as the wellspring,
all heretics thirst

Angels conscripted
the devil awaits,
for those who would question
—with hell as their fate

(Dreamsleep: April, 2022)...

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Mutinous thoughts shunned, else
measured wellspring consumed.
        Melodious whispers
        motivate me beyond
        mediocre and mean*.
May we explore grand dreams;
my hand in yours, my muse.


* mean = average / normal

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6 syllables per line (howmanysyllables.com)

21st April 2017

For the "Pleiades M" contest, sponsored by Kim Merryman.
(1st Place)...

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A-nother source of ecstasy
R-eplaces the cold chill; 
C-omfort zone provides
E-xcitement and thrill.
L-oneliness fades away into the night of darkness; 
I-t's the wellspring of mirth that gives total happiness.

E-ndless euphoria carries
J-oy and pure pleasure; 
A-ugust thirtieth early morn
N-ullifies the pain and pressure.
D-elightful domain denies life's sorrow and misery; 
A-n area that promises another source of ecstasy....

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An alluring optical illusion
A magnetic, winsome mirage
The wellspring of my sullen heart and confusion
Deceit and betrayal in pristine camouflage

My morning glory singing in the day
Time passing and blowing like the wind
A withering rose that's fading away
Soon that pernicious pain would end

Passing currents rushing over rocks
The sun in my heart has left
My earth 'quakes' from loveless shocks
Golden treasures of my soul utterly bereft...

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Yes, if only this love you thirst for burns,
A desert wellspring, where your spirit yearns.
No parched despair, no longing unfulfilled,
This love, a chalice, patiently instilled.

A cool reprieve, a sweetness you can taste,
Banishing dryness, a love that won't be wasted.
A flowing stream, where solace finds its way,
Nourishing hope, to greet a brighter day.

So drink your fill, from depths where love resides,
This endless thirst, at last, forever satisfied....

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