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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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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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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male mockingbird grasps
last year's bean vines in May's brisk breeze
plumage flies westward 

down to line newly made nests
harm-free, warm place to rear young 


down-in this poem means the soft under feathers(usually goose down is used but here it means the soft feathers of the mockingbird)...

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I see rain drops hit the ground
And bouncing westward ever
Mother Earth still spinning round
On her sunny tether
Riding moon is at the helm
Guiding waves of weather
Answer echoes ripple far
Not as far as never
It’s water’s answer 
Cooling fire
Making steamed advances
Air awaits till tide abates
Nicely timed wind dances...

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“...like small Cherokee children, torn from freedom and
the mountains, paled in faded lodges by rocky Oklahoma streams.

Bettie M. Sellers Westward from Bald Mountain 1974

LIBRARY CLUES

Ms. Bettie Sellers’
bald mountain of poems
subtly lays dormant
until a Cherokee chats —
voices commune together

3/1/2020...

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