Short Widens Poems
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light
stirs
softly,
gathers grace,
soft as first morning,
a hush that widens through the heart,
reminding me that God begins His work in whispers
When someone suddenly widens their eyes
Did they fart or have they just been surprised
If all of a sudden
Flowers become sullen
And birds drop by the thousands from the skies
As each of our daily pathways
Which back home do lead
Darkens, so widens
Night"s abyss.
No more fearful these fall into
Knowing they're so bound
For sleep what's real for
Dream life's bliss.
Some days are diamonds, some days are diamonds
It's all bout how you approach each new horizon
You write the script
Bad stuff, just skip
With each new encounter, that door just widens
I can write a poem in six seconds
He stares at me. His smile widens.
I can write one in four.
Three I say.
Two.
Neither of us speak for a second
Knowing it is not going to be
a good
one
silver light seeping
over toothed edges of land
widens the new day
moonlit shadows sink,
scrabbling brushstrokes streaking
canvas of morning's
golden silver threads
of sky bowing to green fields
clinging to dewdrops
We live
on the edge
between fact
and uncertainty
The ground
at our feet
always changing
with time
The crack
ever widens
in theory
and myth
Rewriting
our history
in memory
— unrhymed
(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)
Silver edges lands
as dawn widens and dewdrops
sprinkle backyards where tulips
are sunk deep. Sunsets
cup with their red yellow skies
as stars burst through night
black as her eyes, closing
like petals so soft, easy
to gently kill.
The circle widens slower and comes to a stop.
Bubbles form on the surface - and then go pop.
If it looks like it's shiny and it's still wet,
it probably isn't quite ready yet.
I think watching it is really a trip -
watching and waiting for the right time to flip.
we receive signals from the universe
not quite all, only those which we select
thus poised in the void we conjure a verse
yet the urge to do so is a defect
with ego being the usual suspect
be this as it may, we indulge awhile
after all the dream widens our soul’s smile
We choose to live
in different countries
Fortune
gives but one
Divided
at its very core
Two parties
zero-sum
The canyon widens
beyond our reach
Where each side
stands alone
The best of what
we all could be
In hopes and dreams
— below
(Dreamsleep: October, 2025)
The bright, innocent liveliness of knowledge
with the gentle flexibility of tender wisdom,
it would be good to hang them
on one narrow corner of an apple tree.
Knowledge, flapping about without much sense, wakes naïve wisdom,
and steady wisdom, in turn, widens the generosity of knowledge.
floating dreams appear
lying in bed while sleeping
happiness sets in
my world seems real
positive vibes are galore
my smile widens so
slowly dreams disperse
tossing, turning eyes twinge
sadness rears it's head
my world becomes real
negative vibes start building
my smile becomes frown
The divide widens
Moving in directions opposite
And with ways parting
Even though traveling on the same path
It’s like being privy to the quaking of earth before it happens
In slow motion
And knowing not what to do or say
Where to find cover or shelter
In the midst of all the chaos,
Does such really exist?
A thin seam of light appears
where the world has worn thin.
I step closer,
feeling the hush gather around me.
Nothing opens outward~
instead, the doorway widens within,
a soft unfastening of fear,
a loosening of the old, tight self.
And through that inner brightness,
I finally see what has been waiting.
Here is where my hurt heart
finds rest:
beneath emerald canopies
at the park
where a pebbly pathway meanders
and widens
into a circlet with a fountain refreshing,
gushing;
softly splashing, a busy birdbath here,
a turtle pond there.
With such solace, light as a feather
my soul is.
there's a slim space
between
the what
you want to do
and the what
you have to do...
between
the where
you want to be
and the where
you have to be.
a space that widens
with time
into a chasm.
until
that dream
that road not taken
be gradually consumed
by the forest
obscured
becoming indiscernible
from the trees.
Listen to poem:
Midlife storm unspools
urgency tears at the seams
burnout looms heavy—
the answer is not to stop
but to pause, to wait a while
At red lights I breathe
blue sky outshines the phone's glow
decisions can wait
till I drink my tea in peace
calling quietude a win
Time widens within
less pressure, less urgency
a softer wisdom
the truest grace is to say—
Yes, and not No, but not Now
Written within the lines of every page,
drawn by the free hands of my imagination,
it is entangled with every beat of my heart;
For it swings through me
as my breath deepens
and as my soul widens;
Being too dangerous at the brim,
it’s never too real to be candid
neither too dreamful to be special;
But as life is so busy
and time too conscious,
it’s more than an apple to me.
This is a season for peace but
not where the war rages,
not as our country men die,
not as the grill burns human
flesh and the sky rains ash.
My dear friends,
do not tire out as the bombs drop,
As the gangs plunder,
our babies starve,
and friends go missing.
As the water dries out,
as the chasm widens,
when moon shows no light
and the early bird has no song,
keep moving onward.
different drumbeats, separate Lives
he inhales the wind song
a static cling to yesterday
held in his heart until his melody fades
life, love, hope circle the drain
aging realist at one with his pain
love’s last aria
melancholy oboe resigns with setting sun
when two are no longer one
chasm widens between haunting roars
tribal drums on opposite shores
The places I’ve been
all part of me now,
roadmaps of intention
tracking landscapes endowed
The history I’ve written
covers chapter and verse,
of promises made
and commitments diverse
The road ever widens
my scope narrows down,
the past out of focus
leaving town after town
Tomorrow unbeckoned
I search for today,
the future unreckoned
—the moment in play
(The New Room: March, 2021)
The wonder divine ‘f heavens glow
The glimmer ‘f warmth in winter chill
The sky’s ornament diamonds chain
The scent ‘f bliss, delight to the eye
The one occasion in life, we cherish
The same as a baby’s birth ‘n first cry
The bride ‘n groom exchange ‘f vows
The sparkle's heart that in a wind blow
Twists our souls away ‘n widens its rays
To reign till it vanishes in a blink ‘f the eye
Grimy hands hastens to
undress me
cold fingers rubs my numb
body
in vain,warmth eludes
little feet scurry past me
a moment's pause,my glazed
eyes
widens small eyes,fixed in
eternity.
Someone casts a shadow over
me
i long to crawl back to her
womb
stroke my hair,please!she jus
sighs
I'm screaming in the abyss of
silence
the rattling of the wheel-chair
across the floor
is the only echo of my chained
voice.
“Food soothes the soul but widens the waist”
A connoisseur of fine dining and fast fry I cannot deny,
All memorable occasions seem to revolve around food,
Tables filled with tender meat, vegetables and homemade pie,
The succulent tastes melt in my mouth and raise my mood,
But my cholesterol and waistline are absolutely screwed!
Written by Lee Ramage
September 9, 2011
For Contest “6 Lines of Poetry, Please”
won 6th place