Short Zigzagging Poems
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zigzagging zombie zealously zeroed in on Zeke Zeller’s zinging zither
a zippy zenith to Zaria’s zesty zaniest day in Zanzibar.
Dark alley, deadly calm
Flashes of steel
'Thud'..death whispered
Silhouette melted in the night
Blood zigzagging
Dragging life to the drainage
dark lightning darts through
zigzagging into the house ~
white yarn ball’s moving
7th April 2022
For Robert James Liguori's "Black Cat Haiku" contest
hasty squirrel, bark
zigzagging, leaping, gnawing
store nuts and acorns
Written: February 02, 2022
A BRIAN STRAND HIKU Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
fast
feisty
frolicking
bold beautiful
brilliant butterfly
flitting flying freely
buzzing beyond beautiful
bypassing basic blue borders
zealously zipping and zigzagging
frantically finding forever after
Autumn’s brisk colorful days,
Emanating fiery golden hues,
Intense joyful kaleidoscope leaves
Meander noisily over people
Quietly running, surrounding them
Unpredictable vibrant whirling
Xeme yonder zigzagging
zigzag flight pattern
from lily to rose
peony contact
pollinate clover
darting past my ear
frisky frenzy
flower loving
sweet honeycomb
annoying drone
hot buzzing swarm
tiny wings
hovering
zipping
diving
bee
Zigzagging
Yvette’s
Xerox
with
venom
until
the
secretary
rushed
quickly
past;
Olive
needed
more
lasting
kisses,
jealously
invading
his
gorgeous
face -
eagerly
discovering
Charles’
brutal
arousal
TRIBAL TATTOO REGRET-:-
permanent
geometrical
monumentum
intertwining
symbols
inked FLUIDITY ETCHINGS
emblazoned
Tebori
linework
scarifying
pigment
in ZIGZAGGING ALTERNITIVES
patternization
timeless
unwanted
laser
removal
A New love is like a spray of wild horses.
Sprinting over the plains of emotion and passion.
On a whim- zigzagging, changing direction.
A pair of manic butterflies carving the wind.
When you realize that it wasn't really love
the butterflies get trampled to death.
It is the same little squirrel,
little baby squirrel,
running down the road
with a acorn in his mouth
bigger than his head
he runs in the middle of the street
dodging the cars tail wagging
running just zigzagging
Little baby squirrel
8/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Hands move warmly,
wait.............
sillouettes talking,
silently glowing
pavement....
colors in the rain,
hesitations.........
.
minding the quiet pull
of city alleyways,
strolling........
swinging past
distant doors,
windows......
shades hanging,
the world
zigzagging
around us,
alone......
together
You came in and spilled your guts all over the house
Bully Anger
Condemns, I am weak
and react like an electric fence
zigzagging mutiny
What for?
This stupidity has no end
Sit in silence
This is about something else
Bruised egos
I'm trying to douse mine in flames
Leave me my freedom
I will always leave yours
Form:
She saw him walk on their hats,
a bold rat swallowed by the fat man.
His screams bounce back as their windows
close with thuds that echo.
Who turns their back a child cries
zigzagging down the steet into oblivion.
Sally Martin sits on her beggar's seat
and listens to the bleating sheep.
Sally Martin bites her coins smiling when
they crack her teeth.
Gentle is how I want to be fed today
amidst the resplendent gold of autumn's night;
and in this wide-scope that moves ever calmly
zigzagging from left to right,
a thousand stars encircle my senses
that windows of my mind glitter
unto reveries of love's colored fervor.
Contest: One Autumn Night (in just 7 lines):
Sponsor: PD A
Date: 6 Sep 2014
My breath is stolen away by the flight of your wings,
The heights I will never reach while I roam this earth.
My fears but a speckle of dust,
My barriers a mist, against the freedom of your silver force.
Zigzagging beyond the gravity's rules
What goes through your mind while your heart's astray?
Small like an ant, as a I gaze above,
We will meet in the very same clouds some day.
Form:
Cherry Blossoms
Pink
With smiles, Of innocence.
flutter,
and flutter,
waltzing,
with the breeze,
as if ?
Dancing on a slack line,
without Mercy,
Trying desperately….
not to sneeze.
And fall….. too soon,
Falling, falling, zigzagging,
Into the arms of spring.
And as fate decrees,
at Last surrendering…..
To,
Newtons Third law.
All Quiet on the Western Front.
Love is a leaf in the wind
Floats and blows and spins
Settles for a moment but a gust
The gust steals it
It settles on a lawn
But the wind snatches
Spins and flutters
Zigzagging the leaf
Till it is raked into a pile
Carried to the mulch
The leaf turns into dirt
The dirt is used to grow food
Or the leaves are raked
And burned and the fire
Love is burnt till none
Fantastically I flew
danced with clouds
zigzagging around.
Nobody could catch me
nobody could touch me
the gingerbread man...me.
Tasted some fine flower
got lost in the finest powder.
Then it was time to come down.
I grew bone canyon tired.
things caught up to me
things started touching me
The gingerbread man ran away from me.
The cocoon is calling me back
home... in echoes.
Caterpillar man.
at high noon came the typhoon;
storm clouds, crisscrossed
by zigzagging sparks of lightning,
cracked and burst
as thunder roared
ominously.
rain gushed down in torrents
and, like furious waterfalls,
hit everything, anything below,
soaking the earth,
drenching all
thoroughly.
after a while, it was gone;
in the fresh stillness,
wet greenery glistened in the sun,
insects frolicked free,
pleased, grateful,
delirious.
.
at high noon
came the typhoon;
zigzagging sparks of lightning
crisscrosssed storm clouds
that cracked and burst
as thunder roared
ominously.
rain gushed
down in torrents
and, like furious waterfalls,
hit everything, anything below,
soaking the earth,
drenching all
thoroughly.
after a while,
it was gone;
in the fresh stillness,
wet greenery glistened in the sun,
insects frolicked free,
pleased, grateful,
delirious.
.
Cradle to casket, smiles, tears and patience
adrift on a river, in zigzagging expectations
adventures neon and chrome
A little candle snuffed, whirlwind uncertain
familiar voice fading, behind a dark curtain
adieu night, says moon in roam.
Death awakens...from a life of long dream
from fountain to ocean mingles a stream
sojourn ends, Welcome Home.
Dated 10th June 2020
Sponsor charles messina
Contest Name Triple Stanza Couplet Tail-Rhyme
Bee with pink wings delight me
Blue-haired woman hand forming a vee
Orange haired unicorn named Gypsy Lee
Green eyed warrior woman filled with glee
Butterflies flirting, alive and free
Red steampunk mama dressed like Paul Klee
Indian maid with peacock on her knee
How much more whimsical can they be?
Each one drawn out and painted by me
Creativity in every corner that I see
Many faeries zigzagging in clear pattern of Z
My artistic life suits me to a tee
we hoard for hearts busted by our storm
we enable the swarm caused by our norm
stability is tainted by uneven balances of change
i wonder what the central truths of ourselves can possibly arrange
you stay in your kerchief and i in my cap
for once we unwind from our zigzagging entwining, it is all pretty much a rap
when the laughter comes and the frustration and tears dissipate,
we are finally able to create the antidote to adequately cure the ache of our estate