Short Wheezes Poems

soft, gentle breezes

    replace air-conditioner's
  
      wheezes ~ paradise...

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The truck ride becomes longer
Each time we go on a trip
Something has happened to a strip
Wind wheezes through each minute stronger  ...

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The susurrus breeze 
of spring’s ingénue trees 
now rasps and wheezes,
rustling sparse leaves as
the trees, now crones,
rest brittle bones,
primed for winter’s coming....

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He dreams in electric themes
draping around the armchairs
he wheezes  down time

Across feral fields his eyes skims
the scenery
His shadow silhouetted by the evening sun
aware of the amolaly
recalling a spectral  youth...

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Sunbeams in mounting streams bound over frozen seams
Picturesque azure canvas doth glazed eyes enrapture
Rhythmic breezes through sprouting timber wheezes
Iridescent glow on curdling brooks doth blissfully row
Nestling birds sing with frivolity of each, mating fling 
Green carpet of svelte threads across meadow spreads...

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A body housing three diseases
With three more as the visiting ones:
Enjoy he does just brief releases,
On some days obliged to laugh but once...

A rough fate acting as it pleases;
Each time he dumped his drugs worse than dunce
Cimetidine that Ulcer eases
Or else a body hit on each ounce
Inhaler against the longest wheezes;
No Ciproxin, Salmonella pounce......

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Just wave goodbye again
and wheeze as you dance away
    in your bed head silly.
And I’ll wait here on the corner
in Pjs and your corduroy shirt
shamelessly improper in rush hour traffic.
And
     it came to me today
     in the bare soles of my feet
that no matter how many dreams I
filled with tulips and tears,
     wheezes and corduroy was the
only promise you ever made to me....

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Her hunched mound circles around
while near dawning approaches...
and my mind wonders of her need
to spin more rows in puffs
of hours, sewing and binding
a delicate blanket made from loops.
Somehow, I know what makes
her hurry... as time wheezes, 
silken mother props her bed
upon new day's request
when egg sacs, her young, peep out 
toward a gently crocheted, wet earth.



PD's Contest:
Any Poem (you wrote) that makes you smile...

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LITANIES REHEARSING ADIEU

Soft
wheezes
from
crossbills
and mistrel
fusion
pluck
refrains
from May blooms,
train litanies
rehearsing
adieu
pause
unto
biting cold
out stretched
wings
to soar
high!
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ACTUAL FORM: Waltz Wave
1/2/1/2/3/2/1/2/3/4/3/2/1/2/3/2/1/2/1 syllables

***Sponsor	Kim Merryman
Contest Name	Shall We Waltz? 
++Placed 5th++

O.E. GUillermo
10:22 pm, June 13, 2015...

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