Short Whims Poems

perfect cone, hides its beauty from whims, caprices of humanity....

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giving in
to the whims
of the winds



posted on September 9, 2018...

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Marionettes dance
Strings command prefomances
At their masters whims

By Robb A. Kopp...

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My friend and I are synonyms
Excitement for life never dims
Many do not fathom our whims
My friend and I are synonyms...

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Night falls,

the stars compel

--- and the beguiling moon --- ,

still, all pale before Her whims, good -

graces....

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I can't  please
help erase
nice biscuit's.
Memory
I once cracked
and crushed rat.
She said I
rolled it through
how, lest whims....

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Dreams are magic...
Love is a see-waw peacock
With soft aspirations...
Strings with rainbow whims
Amidst laughing flowers



august 16, 2008...

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Shrouded within the underside of clouds,
shade shapes shift like imagination's whims, 
light seeping anew like birds through obscurity.

3/17/2020...

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In her adamant posture she holds her self
Arrogance wildness of her beauty to be;
Cozy she thinks an icon in her being.
Painting reflects her sorrow in her whims....

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Poets and Singers
Sweet exclusion
Knows bounds
Sadly servant
to the whims
Drinking Mead
to the seasons mirth
Transmute themselves
to the citizens of dawns voice...

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~winged Cherubim of love’s whims
       shoot thy whimsical arrow
          seal very heart of my fate
             choose for me my mate~ 

For and in Honor of Dr Ram
And Contest: Winged Cupid...

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Was told 
Could not have what 
Was right full
What was owned
From birth
Things one dies with
Stolen by others
Whims
Watched 
Set up 
Painting another notch
Easy street 
Rock filled 
Shot...

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School Girl Charm
Rushing to See Him
Peeking Over Collared Sweaters
On Whims You Blush
Warm flutters Chris Cross
your Daytime dreams… 
Tossing Pencils in bags
The FIRST in class
He waits, then comes 1ST Dates...

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I cannot see the past
as clear as it may be;
still I can sense its power
and feel its chains on me.

My future filled with hope
is subject to its whims;
binding me to yesterday
and making dreams grow dim....

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I cannot see the past
as clear as it may be.
Still I can sense its power
and feel its chains on me.

My future filled with hope
is subject to its whims,
binding me to yesterday
and making dreams grow dim....

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A summer affaire
Gone with the whims of autumn
Where is the magic?
Revived, warm winter embrace







Poetry Contest
Bite Size Poem no14 
Sponsored
 by 
Line Gauthier
Deadline 20/08/2021...

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our
time
cashed out
way before
the meter expired
sending our dreams somersaulting
helter skelter to the whims of what never was planned
leaving fairy tales breathless, our favorite song, weeping still, in the landfill of love...

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waiting 
all the time in hand I have not waiting
waiting
all patience running of hours and waiting
waiting 
for their whims and my unimportance waiting
waiting
as if my past serves me well it take speed to be a waiter
waiting...

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The decision seemed so obvious.
My lust for pleasure drove me thus.
I rushed right in, oblivious to pride,
my fickle whims my foolish guide.
Wisdom was omitted, no pause for thought.
Irrevocable regret is what it brought.

3/9/2021...

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Whims flash into his mind
Wading of artist eyes
White of a blank canvas
Whatnots need to be birthed
Waving avant-garde brush
Winter spreads like icing
Wide bunny ears coax snow

5/9/2021
Pleiades W
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
HMS used...

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How I long for it--
control. It eludes
me. I have no say
in my own motives.
Good and evil converge.

I am under
the control of
my mind's fickle
whims and wants.

How unfair
for it to
have control.

I should
be in

control....

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I do not love you and I never will 
Your face and lines read like a book from hell
You stamp out the light from the stars above
And proceed to consume the souls of love
I refuse to concede to all your whims
By grace I escaped in the knick of time...

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i embrace technology
she is exactly
my height and
i can dye
her hair to
suit my whims

all four of her
lips move as
if chewing
and her
hips grind
side to

side or slide
up and down
every day
i embrace her
technology
my sweet sex

doll...

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“Nip and tuck” her surgeon says,
crow’s feet on the run

Tighter skin on feathered whims,
botox zero-sum

An ageless wonder creaks inside,
bones preserve the tale

And when she smiles her lips on fire
—wanton to regale

(The New Room: December, 2021)...

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There once was a sponsor named Brian
Whose goal was to fierce toe the line.
But then he met Nancy
who's whims caught his fancy.
Now declaring her win is just fine.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

:)

And just in case there's any doubt, this is submitted with the UTMOST of respect.
Namaste....

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