Least Read Miscellaneous Poems
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BUSY...BUSY...BUMBLE-BEE
Busy…Buzzing…Bumble Bee
Busy Buzzing Bottling Honey
Jumbo Bundled Bumble Bee
With Bold-Brown Buttoned Bottoms
And Billowy Belted Blemished Top
All well-suited for yet another
Busy-Busy Beautifully-Buzzing
Kind of Day
Bottling Golden Malted Honey
For the Bubble-Blowing Honey-Bee!
Busy Buzzing Bottling Honey
Jumbo Bundled Bumble Bee
With Bold-Brown Buttoned Bottoms
And Billowy Belted Blemished Top
All well-suited for yet another
Busy-Busy Beautifully-Buzzing
Kind of Day
Bottling Golden Malted Honey
For the Bubble-Blowing Honey-Bee!
#bees
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ARTISTRY OF SILENCE
He filled the echo of silence
With the scented incense
Of his sweet-sounding flute
which decorated
eac resounding echo of the selah
at the e reaching end of the lyrical line
The beautiful artistry of the echoes of silence
Resounded as if repling with its hollow sound
Bounced from the concrete temple walls
With the silver-tints of the soft winds
From his flute.
With the scented incense
Of his sweet-sounding flute
which decorated
eac resounding echo of the selah
at the e reaching end of the lyrical line
The beautiful artistry of the echoes of silence
Resounded as if repling with its hollow sound
Bounced from the concrete temple walls
With the silver-tints of the soft winds
From his flute.
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Pulling Teeth
This whole back and forth routine
Is really getting old
Each time I summon your committee
I get persecuted a billion-fold
I’m the poet
You’re the talent
You’re the pen
I’m the valiant
You are the basin
Where my talent is drawn
Over-running with poetry
Dribbling on a canvas from dusk till dawn
Inspiration upholds your wings
Dedication brings out your rings
Many times you dashed to the rescue
If only to be heard
You clothed my closed mind
And fed it until it stirred
You are...
Is really getting old
Each time I summon your committee
I get persecuted a billion-fold
I’m the poet
You’re the talent
You’re the pen
I’m the valiant
You are the basin
Where my talent is drawn
Over-running with poetry
Dribbling on a canvas from dusk till dawn
Inspiration upholds your wings
Dedication brings out your rings
Many times you dashed to the rescue
If only to be heard
You clothed my closed mind
And fed it until it stirred
You are...
#NaPoWriMo2022
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The effect of a Gentle Stroke- Taste of Wine
I sat still with the idea to listen
To what life has to bring
while the voice within spoke
About those things
that last like
a stroke
The tenderness within evoked
A fountain of limitless interaction
The inclination of those verbal encounter
Of him and her, intellectual cords,
In oblivious and senseless contractions
bore rumors; the intentions.
Transformed the character into acts of constellation
Engraved scenes written on heaven’s blanket,
The sound of climax and fragrance of Angel’s cloth,
The eyes of...
To what life has to bring
while the voice within spoke
About those things
that last like
a stroke
The tenderness within evoked
A fountain of limitless interaction
The inclination of those verbal encounter
Of him and her, intellectual cords,
In oblivious and senseless contractions
bore rumors; the intentions.
Transformed the character into acts of constellation
Engraved scenes written on heaven’s blanket,
The sound of climax and fragrance of Angel’s cloth,
The eyes of...
#secrets
#summer
#WritingPoetry #passion
#WritingPoetry #passion
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On The Run
Excuse me, dear reader
Have you seen this perpetrator?
He was last spotted in an alphabet speeder
On his way to your reading applicator
He’s the head of the letter gang
His bodyguards are A-Z
He stole my poem and now must hang
Nobody rips off team Napo and me
It is very urgent this perp is found
I only have 7 hrs left
Till a strike hits the ground
And he gets away with theft
Put yourself in my shoes
You must write one piece a day
In this competition, you will lose
If your poems go astray
So please do what I ask ...
Have you seen this perpetrator?
He was last spotted in an alphabet speeder
On his way to your reading applicator
He’s the head of the letter gang
His bodyguards are A-Z
He stole my poem and now must hang
Nobody rips off team Napo and me
It is very urgent this perp is found
I only have 7 hrs left
Till a strike hits the ground
And he gets away with theft
Put yourself in my shoes
You must write one piece a day
In this competition, you will lose
If your poems go astray
So please do what I ask ...
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2021
7 reads
2 Comments
Puzzles In The Rain
I awoke one morning
The rain was pelting
Dogs were yelping
My mood was mourning
Everything felt fictional
The droplets scratched away
at my windows
The wind barked and howled
Like guard dogs chasing a thief
Then, tap, tap, rustle of a leaf
Subsided and growled
Splashes of traffic
Outline the sidewalks like pool boys
Birds of prey pursue their meals like toys
The coffee pot was hot
The contents were ice cold
The rain poured nonstop
Escaped prisoners no longer controlled ...
The rain was pelting
Dogs were yelping
My mood was mourning
Everything felt fictional
The droplets scratched away
at my windows
The wind barked and howled
Like guard dogs chasing a thief
Then, tap, tap, rustle of a leaf
Subsided and growled
Splashes of traffic
Outline the sidewalks like pool boys
Birds of prey pursue their meals like toys
The coffee pot was hot
The contents were ice cold
The rain poured nonstop
Escaped prisoners no longer controlled ...
#NaPoWriMo2022
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2 Comments
Unexpected
The arctic motion’s
exposure been uncovered by
kryptonite’s congeniality,
delightful crimson’s leads
banned by solar moon’s infidelity,
As messengers spectate waves of fibbers,
lyrical pattern bestowed upon shadows...
of those,
Horrified by meaning of
Trials,
Mind set’s delicacy
Strained ,
impeccably,
Failed to decipher,
purposes,
As masters plot masterpieces,
Instinctual,
Anticipated meditation
schemes
against elementals,
Contextual,
The motions of arctic
Exposure ...
exposure been uncovered by
kryptonite’s congeniality,
delightful crimson’s leads
banned by solar moon’s infidelity,
As messengers spectate waves of fibbers,
lyrical pattern bestowed upon shadows...
of those,
Horrified by meaning of
Trials,
Mind set’s delicacy
Strained ,
impeccably,
Failed to decipher,
purposes,
As masters plot masterpieces,
Instinctual,
Anticipated meditation
schemes
against elementals,
Contextual,
The motions of arctic
Exposure ...
#lies
#honesty
#LifeChangingMoment
#escape
#hypocrisy
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4 Comments
Bravery Rage Eruption
Blood moon tears,
Kissed raged of tempest,
Consuming fire,
Bravery parity,
Gasp, ..her last breath …. insanely,
Heaven’s Angel, ...evolved salvage warrior,
Redeemed by a tumble
Kissed raged of tempest,
Consuming fire,
Bravery parity,
Gasp, ..her last breath …. insanely,
Heaven’s Angel, ...evolved salvage warrior,
Redeemed by a tumble
#love
#soldiers
#war #redemption
#war #redemption
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Festive
Outspoken feats,
Lingered,
Crimson feather’s fostered,
Scent of honeys on flowers,
Popsicle fountains,
A Dream,
Of flavored dimples,
Sketches
Of faces on coasts,
spot on
clocks of worlds,
announced
wrinkles,
End of seasons,
Unfold,
Risen clouds,
Delightful relish,
As midnight hit,
Tenors of twelve,
Episodes yet to emanate,
List of goals,
More than twenty twenty for sure,
Until names spoken,,
One more time we dwell,
Stretched out,
We declare ...
Lingered,
Crimson feather’s fostered,
Scent of honeys on flowers,
Popsicle fountains,
A Dream,
Of flavored dimples,
Sketches
Of faces on coasts,
spot on
clocks of worlds,
announced
wrinkles,
End of seasons,
Unfold,
Risen clouds,
Delightful relish,
As midnight hit,
Tenors of twelve,
Episodes yet to emanate,
List of goals,
More than twenty twenty for sure,
Until names spoken,,
One more time we dwell,
Stretched out,
We declare ...
#happiness
#hope
#dance #passion
#dance #passion
8 reads
5 Comments
Fetching Me A Poem
Distractions work well
When I’m thinking about what to write
It doesn’t matter where I dwell
My poetry factory is always in flight
My wife is at work
My daughter is in school
My inspirations a total jerk
And I’m still blanking out like some washed-up fool
The silence is lonely
This empty house is quite boring
This is my testimony
How writing poetry can be so choring
When I’m thinking about what to write
It doesn’t matter where I dwell
My poetry factory is always in flight
My wife is at work
My daughter is in school
My inspirations a total jerk
And I’m still blanking out like some washed-up fool
The silence is lonely
This empty house is quite boring
This is my testimony
How writing poetry can be so choring
#rhyming
#frustration
#NaPoWriMo2021
8 reads
1 Comment
Second Wind
I’m sweating letters from my pores
Must keep up my pace in these Napo wars
I’ve been through hunger strikes and sores
To brain freezes both in and outdoors
I put meals on wheels on speed dial
My wife’s cooking deserves a trial
Mars and Venus are out of alignment
I can barely continue this assignment
Someone, please force me to stop
Or at least take the reigns and make it a co-op
I can’t feel my fingers anymore
This verbiage stew is hard to ignore
My stomach growls
This persistence howls
My light bill’s growing
My...
Must keep up my pace in these Napo wars
I’ve been through hunger strikes and sores
To brain freezes both in and outdoors
I put meals on wheels on speed dial
My wife’s cooking deserves a trial
Mars and Venus are out of alignment
I can barely continue this assignment
Someone, please force me to stop
Or at least take the reigns and make it a co-op
I can’t feel my fingers anymore
This verbiage stew is hard to ignore
My stomach growls
This persistence howls
My light bill’s growing
My...
#hope
#rhyming
#frustration
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2021
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1 Comment
SLUMBER OF THE MOON
Darkness, don't loose your light;
I CANNOT.
Here comes yellow, struggling against the fog.
Time, slow down;
I CANNOT.
The sun is waking up.
Full, am I?
FOOL YOU ARE!
Setting behind the clouds.
I CANNOT.
Here comes yellow, struggling against the fog.
Time, slow down;
I CANNOT.
The sun is waking up.
Full, am I?
FOOL YOU ARE!
Setting behind the clouds.
#aging
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1 Comment
DU Poetry : Least Read Miscellaneous Poems - Random, Diverse and Unusual Poetry