Short Wreaks Poems
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anxiety wreaks
panic throughout your body~
a restless mind strikes
1/29/2020
Contest: Senryu On Mind Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas
Doggie odor is so unique
Even from a distance, it surely wreaks
Body odor aside
Sweetness applied
Nothing compares to the doggie love we seek
Wicked praise
shades of affections
shirk skies flow
wrecks at swarm
They are swaying in the storm.
In a range of shapes!
Written: January 20, 2022
drip, drop, trickling
rising, overflowing now...
emotional dam
wreaks havoc, torn, tossed
destroying walls, drowning wells...
no signs of stopping
gushing, roaring, lost
freedom to flow everywhere...
seeps to silent sea
A whirlwind of emotions
A cyclone of wandering thoughts
A tempest of trepidation
That leaves me baffled and distraught
The devastation of my battling mind
Wreaks havoc in the soul's sacred shrine.
the minutes linger
the hours gallop by
time starts slow then disappears
when i try to unwind
its fluctuations drive me crazy
without rhyme or reason why
it makes no sense at all
time wreaks havoc in my mind
AP: 1st place 2025
Secrets disclosed,
Grades exposed,
And constant trials,
I smile.
Danger leaks,
Dorian wreaks,
And all the while,
I smile.
Lost in love,
Thunder above,
And meanwhile,
I smile.
Sitting at home,
All on my own,
So bills pile,
I sob.
Translation is a fine art
wreaks havoc with volition
Errors of commission
divulging those of omission
~ Entry in 'Bite Size 94' contest ~
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Date: November 30, 2024
When a whisper shifts,
A breeze my way drifts,
Carrying His love
On wings of a dove,
His still, small voice speaks,
Silent havoc wreaks,
Faith grows in my heart,
A gentle restart,
The Shepherd is close,
Even me, He chose,
And I slowly sense
The Lord's near presence,
Every worry lifts
When a whisper shifts.
At 3:00 you hear the squeals
As children race from school.
Exuberance goes hand in hand
With youngsters, as a rule.
As puberty advances
And the kids hit junior high,
Such squealing seems the type of thing
They’d have to justify.
Self-consciousness wreaks havoc
With the way a person feels,
So fallen by the wayside
Are those unimpeded squeals.
Beauty is within everything we see
But what is beauty?
Is it something that looks perfect on it's covering?
Or is it something that exists within?
Is it a super model on a cat walk?
Or a plain girl who's loving and kind?
Whatever beauty is, it wreaks havoc and destroys
Because of society's rules
Without beauty....
... You are nothing
I used to could do a lot of things
When I was younger still.
But now my body wreaks of age
From climbing up the hill.
The downward stroll is not so hard
Less resistance to my will.
I wander slowly through the days
And try to get my fill.
I used to could go and do and be
So many things there were to see.
But now I sit and bide my time
Just happy to be me.
"I swear the fingerprints were there yesterday. They were there, I promise"
Maybe my tears just washed them away
Devastation wreaks havoc
Loss lulls me to sleep
A wake of buzzards circle around my head
I am beaten down
I am unlucky
My skin grows caverns
Grows desert and dry
I am teetering on the edge of success and failure
I am not steady on my feet
I could have prevented this
Time to burn away my identity
That place that wreaks havoc
cigarette boxes lying on the floor
Drowning in angst - your place
call it home, call it sanctuary
Call it whatever -
tell it to the bartender
Who's pouring another
whiskey in your honor
You're the one that's
on top tonight - lovin' life
With your ripped denim jeans
and smoke-stained leather
Pour me another! you say
so you could get back on
The motorcycle to heaven
and never slow down
J-ust open your eyes
O-ctober sixteenth day;
V-ile clime wreaks havoc,
E-agerly wait, hope and pray.
R-aindrops in torrents
A-re flooding some places;
C-all on the Father's name,
H-e shall shower the graces.
E-ven during the storm, the Lord shows His love;
L-etting you recognize the power from up above.
D-ark cloud in the sky
I-s not yet over and gone;
Z-enith though will be seen,
O-pen your eyes to
N-ew dawn.
Monday night,
I had the melancholy blues, allright,
I didn't know just why,
Didn't know you'd die,
Some fools thought they did what God,
Wanted done, Jihad,
That kind of God, to me,
I hope can never be,
The blindness of the soul,
That seemed for them to control,
No God worthy of heaven or hell
Can you to me, you sell,
The reign of death from above,
Wreaks of the devil's glove
And I rue that day,
And hope that they will pay.
Lust wreaks,
Love speaks.
Lust appears pale,
Love appears pail.
Lust warrants you jailed,
Love seeks you bailed.
Lust travels near to sink,
Love goes far at blink.
Lust don't offer you much test,
Love will give you the best.
Lust suits you well with its pretense
Love caress you much with its defense
Lust makes you go for the big price
Love gives the worth cum your happy sacrifice
©2020
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Fight your sickness
Within your mind
This Never-ending story.
Mirrors speak perverse sayings
As your body slowly forsakes you
Disease wreaks havoc on your soul
Wasted existence,
Forever now forgotten
Death is eternal.
8/21/2018
To be an aging actress
Must be stressful and a drag.
The world is watching as you age
And neck and jowls sag.
You either disappear from view
Or wait for folks to cluck,
But there's another choice for those
Who just don't have the pluck.
It's visiting the surgeon
For some facial pulls and tugs,
But sometimes the result
Won't garner compliments, just ughs!
It's sad to see an actress
Who, in trying to erase
The wrinkles that occur, instead
Wreaks havoc on her face.
I cannot take the silence
Of the uncommunicated word
As it spreads over my mind and being
As it wreaks havoc within my soul
The deafening silence hurts
As it travels the caverns of my mind
Seeking home, maybe refuge
From absolute thought
I must speak, rather write the words
Capture the essence, the meaning
Allow the words to grow
Into sentences, into verse
Providing additional thought for others
So their silence doesn’t overwhelm
And expand over the face
Of the earth
I have known inner turmoil
Known the personal destruction it wreaks
Known the restrictions it imposes
Known the comforts one seeks
I have known the self belief it destroys
Known the negativity it breeds
Known the sheer desperation it evokes
Known how ones heart and soul bleeds
I know the power of inner peace
Know the positivity and fulfilment it brings
Know the confidence and self worth it instills
Know it gives peace and calm powerful wings