Short Widening Poems
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Sweet Home Eden.
Amidst widening desert.
Faint lions whisper:
"globes warming, rains rare."
Sweet Home Eden, for how long?
Soul is aped disease.
Fall irritated at night!
Heart is a journey.
Heard around kiss printed out.
Kept widening on your cheek.
the brightest
light of
life shining
in the
eyes of hope
thus beginning
the river's journey
still widening
through your
simple smile
r = f(?)
Spirals
Archimedian
Logarithmic
Fractal
Mirabilis
Uncontrolled
One point to the next
Ever widening, no end
So with arguments
~kcm
dawn spills gold on waking sky
cloud-feathered paths drift soft and high~
each widening glean a cray
of light ascending day’s first wing
Spatter Riot
Percolating slowly through the thin orange sheep skin,
The poison of chaos oozes through widening pores,
Bringing to boil the spattering seed of evil.
His pants were quite dry when he got 'em
His classmates just laughed when they caught him
A wet widening stain
And it sure wasn't rain
Now it's way too easy to spot him
Listen to poem:
i reach for you
but you're not there
i call your name
but you don't care
there's a rift that's
widening by the day
i struggle on my own
to find my way
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
a single breath gathers the scattered pieces I carry inside.
soft silence opens, widening the room where I let my worries rest.
in this stillness, I offer what I can and receive what I need.
widening
yet
discerning
elegance
reliance
upon
self-sufficiency
in
artificial
intricacy
with self-concious
indifference
in
unrestrained
uniformity
WIDENING CIRCLES
repeatedly
absorbing
disturbing
distinctive
beauty
distorted
with
bizarre
occasional
solitary
originality
in
carefree
characteristic
creativity
a silver feather drifts across the mirror of winter dawn,
its quiet gleam widening wonder in the pale light,
as frost-soft air carries what you almost remember,
and the day opens gently around that drifting shine.
This is for us
At each moment
When heaven’s grace
Is thrust upon me
It is for us,
Each blessing
Each praise
Is not only
For me….
This is for
The tribe
I am only
A part of
The whole
That lives in
The widening
Continuum.
Veins of mist
web and thicken
to a clotted stutter
of images
slipping from words
into a fog
of quiet from where
a finger traces lines
in air as if mapping
what has been lost
finally widening
to a circle
taking in
all of you.
Why?
“To rise,”
explain I.
“To grow strong, wise,
to live and defy,
evolve. Expand in size,
in mind, spirit! Then you fly
to higher levels; win the prize,
by transforming when you choose to die.”
Then, her eyes see—what wonder and surprise!
one
instant
breath rising
from calm stillness,
a small beginning
unfolding into light~
the soul remembering how
to open its hidden windows
and let the soft, unhurried truth in,
a widening that feels like coming home
Will you come for a
final goodbye in dark.
I will wear you like a moon.
*
The black hole was
widening. There was no
sin, if you bring a candle.
*
September, morning.
The cuckoo gives a two-note call.
Anybody still sleeping ?
Satish Verma
December eve wakes for me. Enamored by
a million stars in a widening sky, it shines down
on a frigid desert floor, and I, in wonder, spy
beauty of a Joshua tree. The fire, sparkling like a gown,
dances on branches lifted in prayer of silver crown.
Crashing crescendo creating
widening whirlpools
turbulent tides.
The endless eternal smashing smoothing
looming lava pinnacles pinned in
an everlasting embrace.
Wizened widening eyes stare
struck in awe
at the bounteous beauty
dancing.
Just nodded silently, at the time wind hit
Nor the storm can get on
Lengthiest roots rooted far and wide
Making out as a stable and silent one
Bearing silent only
Girthiest branches widening
Growing at speed
Standing all alone and stable
As a silent tree
whispers through wind-bent branches,
whirling leaves weaving quiet truths,
wild roots waiting beneath still earth,
water writing its lessons in ripples,
wingbeats widening our seeing,
wholeness waking in the stillness
wandering grace brightens every truth we meet.
Sacred drum pounds in my chest
only for love,and nothing less
disappointments may have been many
still beat's strong and always ready
widening gaps' of seperation
does not detract my strength to lessen
my honor and gratitude,this life i'm given
in hope's for all a love enlighten......
look beyond
and then look further
did you see it?
look again
do you see it?
start to focus
no beginning
will not end...
that's forever
have you seen it?
eyes are widening
depth perception
getting big
glance away
just for a moment
and you will lose it
look again…
gone forever
Form:
The Stumble and Rise Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jami Patterson
Contest Judged: 9/30/2025 8:28:00 AM
( Honorable Mention )
I stumbled straight down by surprise,
To laughter and widening eyes-
But I jumped to my feet,
Made the misstep a beat
and waltzed as the crowd cheered my rise.
The room is empty but for shadows
My mirror is reflecting the setting sun
See clearly
How flowers shrink
And the spark is leaving
Targets are in reach
But the mind runs slow
Everything is achieved
And now my skills decay
But the sight is widening
And details appearing
Senses awakening
Even though
The bright is paling