Struck Poems - Poems about Struck

Little Blue Dove

		
Her look said much thou she in essence hid a lot
Her look had an accusation that did set me aback
Her manner one of one in great internalized turmoil
Her demeanor said she has been thru pretty much

It was plain and apparent she needed to find someone
Not just a solid shoulder to lean on that at the

Once Upon A Time

Still a child at heart
tho' older are some other parts
and only for a lark
back to my childhood here I hark
I remember a rhyme
in the far reaches of my mind
hickory dickory dock
the mice ran up the clock
the clock struck one
the mouse fell down
luckily the plucky other ducked
shucked and jived
escaped survived
got out alive
and ran away
to live another

The Paradiddle of Being - Book One: The Struck World

I.

In the beginning was the Single Stroke Roll—
left-right, left-right, the primordial heartbeat
of existence itself, each alternation a binary choice
between being and non-being, the eternal paradiddle
of consciousness striking against the drumhead of reality.

Listen: the Buzz Roll of morning traffic—
ten thousand souls creating multiple bounces
against the stretched skin of commuter silence.
Each ghost note a rhythmic prayer unheard
each

sun struck laborers

sun struck laborers....come home to nightfall bread
repose in his kingdom

The Clock Struck One

At twelve forty-five, the clock struck one, 
and when it had seen what it had done, 
after sixty more minutes flew, 
that timekeeper struck two.

It never learned, next to the shelf:
"Always keep your hands to yourself",
so, it continued its violent spree.
An hour later, it struck three.

Reinforcements came through the door -
but, too late, that timepiece

Love Struck

Some love never seen
They are felt and unexplained
But it hits you more.

After the doomsday clock struck midnight

After the doomsday clock struck midnight...

a blizzard of blinding demoniacal
highly radioactive fueled banshees
(analogous to a bajillion barenaked ladies
raging against the machine)
barreled across the brutalized landscape
affixing fiendish scorched earth signature
whereby survivors felt like foreigners,
or strangers in a strange dystopian land
as tempestuous thermonuclear generated
sinister mushroom clouds unleashed
courtesy abominable terrestrial beastie boys
foo fighting, nirvana frankly zapped
after purportedly brilliant,

Struck by Cupid's Arrow

He stood before me
a beacon casting light
that kept me burning.

How we wished to be
in perfect harmony
in body and spirit,
transcending all bounds.

As he gazed on my face,
I saw waves of emotion
rise and crash	
in his deep almond eyes,
and I became a river
hurtling down to join
the mighty current.

When he whispered to me,
honeyed words of passion
in the enormity of

Star-struck

  
    Watching the Winter Olympics from afar
       I wish I were an ice-skating star

    To soar and twirl, leap up to the sky ~
      in empty indoor rinks in July

Love struck

Holding hands love struck 
dancing in the rain romance 
lipstick imprints left

Love Struck

Stare at people
And say nothing
And then they
Fall in love.

You found two gold
The one she's wearing
The other one
In their wedding rite.

scar struck AGAIN

Damn these feelings of stress, interlacing impulsive dreams of disgrace 
Can it all be over soon? Maybe, the hopes drowned in the mere dust of time
Oh, long lost lamb, I am so in need of your easing, pleasing grace 
I will never let you down, even if I frown my  usual frown in my

Lightning struck

Lightning struck

For transfer to soil..
High voltage of electrical value.
Currents that continue to be considered for soil..
Actually,it's like an oxidizer..

Audible fear is firing from the sky.
Fire,landslides and swamps..
It exists because it is ostentatious.
Its naturalness can be erased.

Greeting The Sun Struck Day

Greeting the sun struck day.
Now Unfolding myself,
Stretching out the creases,
Winking, blinking tired eyes.
Brain fog slowly ceases.

Greeting the sun struck day.
Exuberance sets in.
There, for what lies ahead.
Plan a course of action.
Decide which road to tread.

Greeting the sun struck day.
Should I take the high road,
Where fragrant plumage grows,
Or is the low road best,
Where sparkling water flows?

Greeting the

Love struck

Love at first sight -smitten with wild desires

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