Short Wrested Poems
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He was steering us somewhere
This Fouad Abbas
Having given up the world as unreachable
Now took hold the yellow disc
and wrested what was left
into some sort of plan.
I HAVE SEEN GOD FACE TO FACE
A SATAN HAST WRESTED ME TO NO END
I AM THE GOD THAT HE SPEAKEST OF
THAT HAST WREST LOOSE THE
TALUS
AND NOW I STAND BEFORE THESE
MEN SUPERIOR AND BEST
AND UNRAVELED BY THE APPROACH
OF THOSE WHO WISH ME
UNDONE
I wrested Autumn
from the trees
to make a melody of leaves,
cacophony of yellowed reds,
reverberating in our heads,
Some crispy brown
and olive notes,
captured
on a breeze that floats,
straight to you
and through your door,
collage of colors
on your floor.
UNWANTED VIOLIN SOLO
She wrested notes from unwilling
And resisting rosined string.
The rhythm struggled to assert control
Over her strained and anxious soul.
Mother shushed her resisting offspring,
Father struggled with his watch’s mainspring.
Children twisted hair and faces :
All wished to be in other places.
Don't know when
The cataclysm came
Or what God wrested
From his heart
Is it true
When we circle
Or choker chains
That the entire radius
Is all arranged?
Who gives the power
To create?
Through what cause and effect
Do we make our mistakes?
A reminder
To be kinder
Love cannot be vengeance
Peace cannot be forged
In war
The seeds of Now
Are finding their roots
And will eventually
Always
Find the truth
Ah, memories
that crumbled to the ground that day;
my childhood home, surrounded by tall trees-
demolished, swept away.
For progress sake . . . a bridge was built from town to town;
to span the river- house and trees were wrested down-
uprooted hearts, in sorrow, drown.
Crumbled memories hold fast- weeping in the breeze.
June 11, 2019
For Contest, Strand Special 6
mermaid wrested her breasts on the edge of the dish
Her powerful tail gave one tremendous swish
Be open to new people, her inner voice said.
Who are you? Mermaid asked, fluffing her hair of red.
Little girl carrying calico kitten stiffly walked by.
Can you please get me out of here? Mermaid asked, her head held high.
The little girl snickered and the cat gave a sniff.
They rolled their eyes as if to say “as if”….
Era propelled by time
Oozing onward and onward
Upon an endless rhyme
Where meaning becomes absurd
Moving along with age
Grasped by instance
Wrested, engaged
By tomorrow’s suspense
Held by the river of existence
Where our vessels flow along
Held by our presence
Where we belong
Alive to be activated
Destiny lies in our hands
Awaiting to be created
It’s only ourselves we strand
We choose to steer our vessel away
From the rampant torrents…