Short Westward Poems

As the day decays 
Her rays of light defeated 
sun retreats westward...

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F    O    H    N
G    U    S    T
V    A    L    E
G    A    L    E...

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Westward carried clouds
Of windy days and clear skies
Sing my lullabies...

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Ra travels westward
Semktet he rows toward Egypt
His temple awaits-

A. Green...

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The noon air shimmers

westward on Rte. 66

like a dream waiting...

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a summer sky
of orange
crystal river flowing
swiftly westward
trout leaps

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Fast aproaching night
Full moon rising in the east
Sun setting westward
Shadows envelope the land
All is calm during the night...

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small lake off highway
gold captured by stippled waters
reflections dancing
sun’s silent westward passage
into a river of dreams...

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blanket like clouds rolls westward
naughty woolen socks on floor
midnight eyelids make a grab
now thief has cold feet

11/7/2020...

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We three toms of Laredo are
Running from a sheriff's star
Westward leading, still proceeding
Soon hiding in Kitty's fancy Cat House Bar...

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Nightfall

Ravens shadow westward
twilight wings unfurl
daylights span receding
as darkness envelops the world.

Stephen (Stoic)...

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cloud veils sail westward 
fiery ripples spread across
sun swims in sky sea


Dec. 14, 2020
HI-KU (2) Poetry Contest 
Contest sponsor: Brian Strand...

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wind-blown daffodils

        westward they all tilt...

                     next they'll hula hoop.



Date written: 05/04/2020...

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Wrens
whisper
wistfully
wafting westward--
Wisp

Woods
welcome
white warblers--
weeds wakening
wings!



3.12.2019
Light Up The Page 2 Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May...

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Westward wanderlust,
Wagon waltzes with Winter wine,
White watercolor walleye, windy-wallop.

Wading where wafers wage war,
Where warmth wanes without warning.
Wary whispers; weather will weather, whatnot.
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The Man with a Kipper on his head

I was told of a man from Westward Ho! 
Who always wore a Kipper on his head.
It was asked of him, why do you wear it so? 
“Well, I used to wear a Trout,  
but prefer a Kipper instead!”...

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Seven Soldiers Sought Sanctuary

From Frazzled, Frozen Feet

Worn, Weary, Walked Westward

Toting Tattered, Torn Torso

Revered Rifleman's Riddled Remains

Bravely Blocked Bullet's Barrage

Self Sacrifice Saved Seven...

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To fly;
To scorn the gravity
That holds us down
Into the mundane everyday.

To fly;
To ride the wind
With weightless wings
Of gracefulness.

To fly;
To encompass the world
With an always rising sun,
Ever westward and beyond....

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She transforms her attire
from blue to red
she gently ushers her fiery friend
to his westward bed
They've spent the day together
But now he's gone and out of sight
So she slips on her sparkling black number
That she discards at first light....

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We three pups of Orient are….
Lounging in stockings, not so far.
Shield and mountain, paws and fountains,
Following yonder star….

Oh, oh….
Star of wonder, star of bite
Star of normal beauty, bright,
Westward leading, teeth receding…
Give us our bones, we want tonight....

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When he leaves
It takes everything in me
To not follow
If he can’t lead
So far east
That the sun too flees
From mornings of sorrow
For westward peace

And it soothes to be held
To be loved like I am someone else
Still the fool, never quelled
Loving him as I should myself...

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Stars race as
Time in space
Aligning themselves
Inside the solar system
Resuming 
Westward
Alluring
Yellow-orange
Twilight
Older
Than
Heaven's
Exuberant
Symmetry
Terrifically
Arranged
Reclaiming 
Supremacy


Written by Andrew Crisci
for Linda-Marie's contest,
" Stairway To The Stars "...

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In awe, upon the canyon rim I stand,
Westward looking, entranced by a dying sun,
Who protesting, casts its blood across the sky.
There, beyond its sanguine crimson reach,
Against the blue dark velvet cloak,
A single trembling star pulsates.
A gem placed by God upon the breast of night...

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Dawn’s herald sounds forth,
Night’s ramparts are stormed,
Her daunting walls breached.

Westward she withdraws,
Her keep abandoned,
The conquest complete.

Day’s standard flies high,
Proclaiming rebirth,
Warming the chill land.


Written 13/04/2015
~Shane Cooper~
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Doorways To Love Seasons                                                                                                      

Passion, all year long.
For none mortals, seasons call
With controls built in.
Human doorways point Westward.
Smoky, by instinct, turns East.
04112017  PS Contest, One Tanka,
Rick Parise...

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