Short Whisp Poems

shed tears with no eyes spoke words but not wise - no one there just a disguise....

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she was but 
a whisp of breeze
but caressed within her words
is a love of humanity...

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64
Could I 
Fall behind
Without
A whisp
In the wind
Whispers
Of when 
You were
Mine...

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Out of the corner of my eye,
I thought I saw something pass me by,
A whisp of smoke, A piece of cloth,
Could it be a spirit lost?...

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Your hair glow's and your eye's shine's,
Bringing me darker into the light,
I feel your pain, I feel your might,
As you whisp me away into the night....

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There once was a myth wid a lisp.
She made brownies wid a wide whisp.
Leaving chunks, she swore,
the batter she wore,
this myth burnt the batch to a crisp....

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Dreared Rains sing patteringly 
of Joy
 forgotten warmth ray and
Bluebird's tripping
fall from nest-

So high from where 
once again life
shall resume When the rains whisp-
per southern
Winds



A. Green...

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whisp of wind on rained ruined skin.
hail of stone on cabin wood thin.
death of day as the moon laughs loud.
accompanied by it's star encrusted shroud.
howl of humility spares my spirit and feeds my under nourished mind....

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Wake up my dear. 
Speak, 
I need your soft whisp of thought 
so, 
I can write the muse of rhyme 

My mind is empty, 
but
I hear the whistling of the wind
trying to unleash the ties 
of  words trickling in my mind

1/4/2022

inspired by "Bed Time" written by  Victor Buhagiar...

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When a poet is going to write up a  poem
Somehow alike a fish is going to take a breath
Breathings took with strength generate ripples
While  slight breathings would only whisp gas

Someone might think they are different entirely
How can you compare a poet to a fish
The fish makes  a piece only in shallow water
While a poet can do so even  in  strange trees...

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Snowflakes soft as a Kentucky breeze
Floating down gently in the frigid air
Settling on the barren limbs of trees,
White brush strokes on a winter frieze
A whisp of snow, an old winter tease 
Reminding us of our ski gear to prepare
Snowflakes soft as a Kentucky breeze
Floating down gently in the frigid air.

Written November 18, 2022...

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Rained out. The clouds seep through the mountains like a ghost reclaiming its land. Seeping through every inch every cavern every crack. Between your legs under your belly the small of your back If only to whisp across the organs keys again. If only to rustle the curtains again. If only to breeze through her blonde beautiful hair once again. To say, "Oh, I am here Evelyn"....

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The moon whispers softly upon its crest
the night is somber and finally rest

I watch the stars speckle through the sky
and count them one by one with my eyes.

The wind it calms the creatures sleep
fast and wild and endlessly deep

Could not a night like this exist
without the moons glow and whisp.

Awed in silence, here I am
lucidly dreaming in R.E.M


Nov 5,2018...

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ce...llo...pia...no...
voices speaking...in shadow...
at...smooth jazz cafe'...

the lighting...is low...
patrons pace... quiet and slow...
nothing's...not ok...

echoes of...the strings...
reveal...out of box windows...
sonar...on a world...

coffee...dreams...music...
bat eyes on a world...on low...
no-go speed...they say...

time has its rhythms...
reality its om...
music is vision...

and...
the noise...
all gone...


sand...

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I saw him alone, in his' own little world.
Eyes pinched together, barely able,
To see over the edge of infinity.
I watch him.
Not with my eyes, but with my soul.
My heart aches.
It opens.
A single drop of blood falls, in an anguished cry.
His' blanket, fell at his' feet.
Snow, danced around the body, and,
I could almost hear them laughing.
Were they merry,At knowing he had strayed from his' broken state?
I watched, and I scratched my mind,
On a whisp of barbed wire....

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