Short Whereby Poems

From a
Recipe
Of old
Grows
Swimmers
Possessing
Amphibian genes
Whereby
New frogs potentials explode...

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Whiteness, whereby, glory shines, shadows cringe,
Fluttery descent sparkles,
The proclaimer of peace.


2019 September 28
howmanysyllables
10, 7, 6...

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this is the loyal trail
here the street of fantasies
for beauties - the soft path
where the desire 
whereby the caresses
for happiness by two
for pleasure by three...

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Bedroom of bad dreams
                       Whereby so called lovers fight
                               Day and night on bed.

                                    June 20th 2023...

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When two souls are whole/comfortable in their own skin as individuals, etc., they 
can merge into a mutually repectful union whereby they enhance each others' lives 
without detriment...

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Depression is,
A state of mind whereby one is haunted,
By omissions from a past that can't be forgotten,
     Of thoughts ever present over which there's no control
                     And a future, void of optimism concerning change....

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“That we henceforth be no more children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the sleight of men, and cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in wait to deceive;” 



Carried about by every wind of doctrine….....

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So tangled in a web of futility
Where trying minds refuse to bend
No broken strand for to escape
Unable then to just transcend

Captured by intermingling notions
Whereby nothing fruitful so attempts
We’re lost upon this desolate ocean
Spiraling through an outward descent...

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It’s only make believe, I know
But in my fondest dream I go
To some resplendent mountain peak
To gain the precedent I seek
Whereby the wisdom of the Son
Who meekly died for everyone
Is turn the other cheek. 



For the "It's Only Make Believe" poetry contest.
Sponsored by:  Regina Riddle
Deadline:  July 16, 2020...

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Loud we sway, those battle hymns
raunchy in bare light
Boulders broken are thrown wispy 
Celebrating day
Some have lost pebbles, dancer's
glowing method
at last fortune

Blows us bare to rust mired blue
Our poison palms
Heavy coughs let moist unto
Salivation ringing
Whereby lust so proud gathers
Beneath potent sky
on borrowed time...

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Saints and Sinners
The smile is broad
But the heart is bile

an outstretched hand is birthed
from a saintly pouch
But alas, such as richly coated 
but with a shortened desire
 
A frail passion 
A flinty heart 
devoid of piety
thus encapsulated 
within a virtuous being 
Whereby Enrobing both saints and sinners 

...

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A
happy
conclusion
circulated
repetitiously
effectuating
accordingly
affected
lonely
hearts


2019 September 17


**The Trip is an ascending/descending syllabic singled word climb, whereby, more words added to the trip--is the challenge--my efforts concluded with a two/singular five-syllabic word in an ascension/descension mode....

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You don’t deal with the hand that you were dealt, its all in how you Play with the 
hand you were dealt.  

Optimal words “Deal” and “Play”.  

If you deal with it, you may never win, never overcome, never achieve higher 
levels.  

But if you play, you will lose some, you will win some, therefore you become a 
Player of life and not live a life whereby you are Played....

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In the manner of a teacher, particularly so as to treat someone in a patronizing way. a stage of romantic and/or sexual relationships in humans whereby two or more people meet socially, possibly as friends or with the aim of each assessing the other's suitability as a partner in a more committed intimate relationship or marriage or the other meanings. the moral of this story is....

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My heart
It awakens with each sound of your breath
With each word that travels to my ears
It beats not, though, in your presence
As the want for you seems an unbearable death
A pause in the continuance of living
Whereby I am not alive with or without you
I am but one who wishes to have you
Your breath upon my skin, your eyes
To open and close again with the vision of
My heart...

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Text Speak--A newly developing dialect whereby the speaker can convey a lengthy thought by abbreviating phonetically or through the use of substitutive characters.	

Any attempt to speak it out loud is both impractical and unusually difficult,


Hme skoolled
Nvr took nglish
lrnd on cmptr
:-)
omg luvd star wars 
brb 
ok lol!

Translation:
:-) I’m happy
brb- be right back 
lol –lots of luck...

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To sit and dream and write
my thoughts on vellum recite,
until the form becomes just right;
To look and listen and to see
watch,silent,and to be
a sponge absorbing in me;
Then let those feelings outwards fly
unfettered,poetic
white clouds upon a summer sky;
To touch another with my thought
whereby this infection is caught
and does not on paper, abort.

Then,will this idea live on
in other hearts,after I've done....

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To sit down and write
my thoughts ,on vellum recite,
until the form becomes right;
To look and listen and to see,
watch,quiet,and to be
a sponge absorbed ,by me;
The let these feelings outwards fly,
unfettered poetic dreams as
white clouds upon a summer sky;
To touch another with my thought,
whereby this infection is caught
and does not on paper ,abort.

Then will this idea live on
in other hearts,after I've gone.

Brian Strand...

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When the dynamo
of effervescent truisms
rears it's head
through anxiety laden thoughts

you begin to understand
the ebb and flow
of the mysteries
of the mind.

You realize that sometimes
reflections mixed with meditation
can lead you to
wild ruminations

whereby you create
unrealistic situations
fostered by introspection.
It is just a fact

of human nature
that everyone must deal with
on this mixed-up
crazy ride....

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whereby shall the young shelter their skin
without a home to hire their hand
a moments rest beside a beggar and trash can
young years spent inside a starving soul
much of faith was lost beyond control
harlot housewives tease their baffled hair
children with rich parents spit on their shoelaces
calling them ugly neglected ducks
the gamin are children neglected
who roam the streets and wish upon broken stars magnified by streetlights...

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treasures of childhood
pride of the horse chestnut tree~
ready to conquer

20 August 2019

‘Conkers’, the shiny brown seeds of the horse chestnut tree are collected and used in a traditional British children’s game whereby the conkers are threaded onto a string and each child takes turns to strike until one breaks!

‘Tree themed haiku poetry contest’ sponsored by Tania Kitchin

(Syllable count checked 1 -by ear 2- PS syllable counter)...

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Rainbow


       Rooftops glistening after summer rain,

       Arcs of colour cross fast clearing skies;

       Illuminated droplets now remain.

       Nimbus clouds part behind sharp showers, whereby

       Bright suns rays shine on the rain soaked plain,

       Overhead returning birds soar and fly,

       Weather for magical rainbows in the sky.

          
          08/06/2016...

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Son of God
Alpha and Omega
Light of the World
Vine
Advocate
Truth
I Am 
Only Begotten
Name above all names:

        -JESUS-

(Happy Easter !)

References:
Acts 4:12
Neither is there salvation in any other:
for there is none other name under Heaven
given among men whereby we must be
saved. (KJV)

Phillipians 2:9
Wherefore God also hath highly exalted
Him, and given Him a Name which is above
every name....(KJV)


Douglas L. Ace...

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Steadily and stealthily
Was the approach 
Witty, cunning was the device
The succulent custom velvet
Was the aim
Craftily achieved
Without any remorse 
Without any shame 
Without any thought
Of the first line drawn 
Not necessarily out of love 
But out of unease
Considering the greater need
Steaming from a human heart 
Now cunningly achieved 
You now plot your larger scheme
Whereby rendering away 
Your fleshy heart
Revealing your heart of stone...

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Within her book she lives
Where the characters are not fake
But rather real and a daily part
Of her life and love life

Within each chapter
She finds her sanctuary
Where she can travel from city to city
Creating homes or rather dwellings
As life becomes an experience
Instead of being a daily chore

Her encounters 
Become that of others fantasies
Whereby she is the object of affection
She becomes the desired woman
That all men wish to have
And all women wish to be...

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