Short Wilful Poems
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Wilful wounding
by shrouded diktat
caging vision
in scarlet pangs.
Numb to lamentation
silver and gold chink.
Amid the rustle
of lamé gowns
silence is nailed
secure.
oh my wilful heart
straying so far off the chart
sultry work of art
she’s ready to play her part
julia makes a great tart
By
David Kavanagh
Frugality
Spending on things that's
really necessary
in restrained manner.
~X~X~X~
Minimalism
A technique that's marked
by extreme sparseness, simple
wilful lack of style.
~X~X~X~
A jump a skip and a jig perhaps
I shall steel myself and I will
Dance on her grave
Mystery no forgiveness as time has passed
But my promise made and I will
Dance on her grave
An oath made as a wilful young man
Older now yet still and I will
quietly
Dance on her grave
A jump a skip and a jig perhaps
I shall steel myself and I will
Dance on her grave
Mystery no forgiveness as time has passed
But my promise made and I will
Dance on her grave
An oath made as a wilful young man
Older now yet still and I will
quietly
Dance on her grave
Can all hear destiny call?
How many frustrated friends keep cheers at your hearth?
They all know your pain and smile for your strength; it is their loyal pain too…
We all hear destiny equally; what causes you pain is wilful ignorance to her voice…
by D.N. Read2024©?
pull the camera back
see more than just one act
does world seem less real
do you no longer feel
how many times can it be done
weapons violence death by gun
your lulled into belief
dulled like glass in the sea
watching willing fully
dim lights
and darkened nights
no more room for growth
blisters and moans
when the bomb tones
Form:
An Andaree Form (Unrhymed)
Swaying to the swishing of an ice-cold wind
Wooden fingers belonging stout limbs
While Telegraph wires wail
Fear impending storm,
Wilful oak
Guards
Though naked
In winter’s shackles,
Rides in natures carousel
Where the end begins the beginning
Swaying to the swishing of an ice-cold wind.
© Harry J Horsman 2021
Oh fantastic furry feline
So silent and still in slumber
White whiskers awaiting to wake
From dreams of docile dormice.
Mysterious and mesmerising moggy
Boundless beauty befalls you
Perfect plush paws and cutting claws
Bright beautiful eyes bestowed.
Oh valiant velvet cloaked vagabond
A spirit so wild and wilful
My love lies languishing in your heart
Come closer to comfort my soul.
The Last One
The last one hanging,
On the bare tree,
It’s soul slipping away,
Getting free.
~
So long have I waited,
No one came,
I am now fated,
To go to the old dame,
All brothers gone,
To those wilful,
Who skills hone,
As I am left, the last acorn,
To hang alone,
The sole acorn,
On this bare tree,
Only to see,
A death so forlorn.
04/19/2020
The Last Acorn
Eerie
Witches
Ugly
Creepy
Freaky
Sneaky
Floating
Chanting
Cackling
Laughing
Broom sticks
Flying
Moonlight
Passing
Shadows
Waving
Witchcraft
Praying
Evil
Lethal
Hexing
People
Wilful
Wanton
Values
Rotten
Cats and
Magic
Crazy
Manic
Fear and
Panic
Wicked
Antic
Spell cast
Spoken
Lotion
Potion
Hocus
Pocus
Witchy
Slogan
17.10.23