Short Whiling Poems

While myself I will be whiling away,
Shall always wait for another day;
Pure delight;
Face on right,
With all of my patience on display.

Jim Horn...

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just
   sitting
       around
waiting
whiling
   the time
          away,
wondering
thinking
     aloud
whiling
the time
      away,
round&
    around,
happy
now..
..revived..
...restored

inspired by clip of Smooth operator...

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Intriguing hollow log
Boyhood, sunshine, smiling
Slippery, slimy frog

Summer days whiling
On undulating grass -
Beauty so beguiling

Cloudy memories, alas,
You, outshining fog -
My bonnie lass...

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Though a prolonged hush and bush of yearn
somebody done, makes it possible in 
turn.

This is the sound of life, the sound of victory
Do not lose in the bend; Stunned
In run.

Those who, don't have the experience of whiling
how could they sing the humanity to their 
wing!...

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When time's hands stint
At 5 o'clock, the mass 
Discontinue.
Rolling money comes to a halt,
Pulls up at the red lights.
All drudgery abandoned.
Terminate awaiting deadlines
As the ever whiling world is frozen
By the heated energy of freedom.
Quit the working frenzy
For a night of wrapped up nihility....

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The fourth of May                           
My eldest’s birthday - bunkered down in some 
London flat
Whiling the Covid days away
My wedding anniversary, in a previous life
But let’s not talk
About that
The fourth of May
Oh, the fourth of May
Etched upon my memory
Tugs painfully upon my heartstrings 
Acknowledged 
In a strange and wistful way...

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Two months of knowing,
that this dream you've been showing
to my weathered, weary soul
Is something real and alive,
and no better reality could I contrive
than one right by your side.

Two months of smiling,
knowing that I'm no longer simply whiling
away my time to no end.
There's now a method to my madness,
a reason for my gladness,
a happiness we know to be true....

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Within A ripping Soul
A feeling of loss in lore
Amidst the web of the whirling wind
On the eyes of the earth
Amidst the whirling wave
On the eyes of the seas

A soul emerging to grab
The edges of the complex world
It is growing and living in
To capture its entirety

The more it attempts
The more complex the word seems
That the ripping soul seems lost
Amidst thought about the whiling wind
Of the world...

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Listen to poem:

A poet who fishes, wishes for tight lines
with fish hooked, caught and ready to play.
The poet wishes for taut-line inspiration
while whiling away the hours of solitude
in the quiet peaceful wilderness
waiting for a nibble or bite.

For there can be no better place to go
and no time better spent,
by a poet who fishes,
than to enjoy the wait a while,
to catch fish and words,
with lines tight and taut....

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An Old Roster Needed a Booster

had been boaster
about booster of a booster
for an old roster

from head to his tail
while whiling away a whale
behind left big trail

why did his behind
have left big trail or maybe
big trail left behind

went out on a lamb
when I had heard that Instagram
sure was such a sham

much food on platter
caused me to become fatter
record did shatter

there once was a dunce
liked making punts and pulling stunts
would do only once...

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