Miscellaneous Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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A Little Mystery
A sandwich half,
rectangular,
balanced on its crust-less side,
outside a workmen’s breakfast bar,
as if awaiting transport from
the wet concrete
of this grey business street.
Was it placed like that,
a doll-maker’s hands
arranging his new
and gay-painted Victorian
upon a matchstick chaise?
Or did it land that way,
a mere anomaly of chance?
rectangular,
balanced on its crust-less side,
outside a workmen’s breakfast bar,
as if awaiting transport from
the wet concrete
of this grey business street.
Was it placed like that,
a doll-maker’s hands
arranging his new
and gay-painted Victorian
upon a matchstick chaise?
Or did it land that way,
a mere anomaly of chance?
#mystery
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Pumpkin
Perfectly perfect,
Pretty pumpkin patch.
Probably pessimistic,
But you'll get mashed.
Cut and shredded
Into a fixed position,
A crooked smile
All part of a vision.
No choice,
No options,
Shaped and carved
Into a fixed arrangement.
Out of your control
It decides how you look
And act
And feel
And every single attribute
Determined by the otherworldly figure
With a carving tool, ready to disfigure.
Jumping with joy,
Released from jail,
Jealousy fills all with a similar...
Pretty pumpkin patch.
Probably pessimistic,
But you'll get mashed.
Cut and shredded
Into a fixed position,
A crooked smile
All part of a vision.
No choice,
No options,
Shaped and carved
Into a fixed arrangement.
Out of your control
It decides how you look
And act
And feel
And every single attribute
Determined by the otherworldly figure
With a carving tool, ready to disfigure.
Jumping with joy,
Released from jail,
Jealousy fills all with a similar...
#hope
#despair
#emptiness
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The Poetry Won’t Bring You Back
Pouring over these former letters
Reactivating the potency of my emotions
How do I keep the memory of you alive
What good is it to look in rearview
I can’t help but reminisce again
When every word is a snapshot from my heart
Writing to commemorate, honor, and ache for you
Another letter, another year, another moment I feel the lack
So many words to express my love
Yet no matter what I say, the poetry won’t bring you back
Speaking like floral arrangements at the grave of another memory
When there’s so much I wish you...
Reactivating the potency of my emotions
How do I keep the memory of you alive
What good is it to look in rearview
I can’t help but reminisce again
When every word is a snapshot from my heart
Writing to commemorate, honor, and ache for you
Another letter, another year, another moment I feel the lack
So many words to express my love
Yet no matter what I say, the poetry won’t bring you back
Speaking like floral arrangements at the grave of another memory
When there’s so much I wish you...
#sadness
#mother
#death
#anniversary
#cancer
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Thrown to be Shown
Peering stars, moving clouds.
A stream of signs
In this dream
Of
Days
Turning
In a world
Of
Mysterious
ways,
Manifested-mysterious
A mysterium/
inside
of a wondrium.
As I read the lines
In the
Sticks of thai:
Thrown
To
Be shown.
A stream of signs
In this dream
Of
Days
Turning
In a world
Of
Mysterious
ways,
Manifested-mysterious
A mysterium/
inside
of a wondrium.
As I read the lines
In the
Sticks of thai:
Thrown
To
Be shown.
#shadows
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1 Comment
High & Depraved
What
kind
of
person
Would
Take
The giant
bottle
of
Salsa
&
Whole bag
of
Tortilla chips
from
the refrigerator
but one:
High
&
Depraved
***
ORA
CLE
S
***
kind
of
person
Would
Take
The giant
bottle
of
Salsa
&
Whole bag
of
Tortilla chips
from
the refrigerator
but one:
High
&
Depraved
***
ORA
CLE
S
***
#shadows
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Full Moon Lunacy
This full moon lunacy of light
Has such a psychological affect
Keeping me awake at night
Preventing the dreams I neglect
Thinking thoughts while in my room
I can't close my eyes or sleep
Should I stay inside my tomb
For tomorrow the crazies will creep
Their bipolar disorder unleashed
Will cause them all to be incensed
The hoard of zombies released
Walking around the streets unfenced
Bad attitudes and short tempers
Provoking dangerous bizarre behavior
For reasons they can't remember
With wolves looking for blood flavor...
Has such a psychological affect
Keeping me awake at night
Preventing the dreams I neglect
Thinking thoughts while in my room
I can't close my eyes or sleep
Should I stay inside my tomb
For tomorrow the crazies will creep
Their bipolar disorder unleashed
Will cause them all to be incensed
The hoard of zombies released
Walking around the streets unfenced
Bad attitudes and short tempers
Provoking dangerous bizarre behavior
For reasons they can't remember
With wolves looking for blood flavor...
#anxiety
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Returning Home
Feel like a stranger
So many years have gone by
Where does this leave me?
So many years have gone by
Where does this leave me?
#loneliness
#haiku
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
38 reads
10 Comments
Collage 8808438
Parts and labor
Artist
Recycled big box store carton
Glue and application
Gritty
Small space decor
One off
Pleasing to create …
Artist
Recycled big box store carton
Glue and application
Gritty
Small space decor
One off
Pleasing to create …
#identity
#inspirational
#art
52 reads
14 Comments
Thank You
I want to thank you for raising me.
I know you could have pushed me to the side,
And did things like all the other kids did.
I want to thank you for practicing wrestling moves on me.
It taught me how to defend myself.
That's why the streets didn't conquer me.
I want to thank you stepping in and taking moms place,
When I was scared and had nightmares.
You were always there to fight off my demons.
I want to thank you for teaching me,
How to open our hidden Christmas presents,
And wrapping them back up, ...
I know you could have pushed me to the side,
And did things like all the other kids did.
I want to thank you for practicing wrestling moves on me.
It taught me how to defend myself.
That's why the streets didn't conquer me.
I want to thank you stepping in and taking moms place,
When I was scared and had nightmares.
You were always there to fight off my demons.
I want to thank you for teaching me,
How to open our hidden Christmas presents,
And wrapping them back up, ...
#brother
#memories
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1 Comment
Promises
Can you scratch my back?
Maybe. What's in it for me?
I'll give you the world.
Maybe. What's in it for me?
I'll give you the world.
#haiku
#satirical
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14 Comments
The Siren
Recently, I encountered a woman,
Alluring as can be.
Modeling her features,
She appears to be a celebrity,
As polished skin is not just granted to anyone.
Her coal highlights formed to a helix,
Carve out prominent features,
Including her round, aloe eyes.
The unexpected candy glaze dripped from her lips,
Intoxication of wine clouding all judgment,
With milky teeth curving into a smirk.
God, was she charming,
Poise surrounding her figure,
Confidence sweating in her presence.
Adored by all who glanced,
Doors...
Alluring as can be.
Modeling her features,
She appears to be a celebrity,
As polished skin is not just granted to anyone.
Her coal highlights formed to a helix,
Carve out prominent features,
Including her round, aloe eyes.
The unexpected candy glaze dripped from her lips,
Intoxication of wine clouding all judgment,
With milky teeth curving into a smirk.
God, was she charming,
Poise surrounding her figure,
Confidence sweating in her presence.
Adored by all who glanced,
Doors...
#beauty
#deception
57 reads
5 Comments
C/lensed
Cleansed
in
lensed-torrents
Open palms
to
the psalms
of
The universe-dispersed
in
stars
&
Afars/afars
&
Stars
***
The
Dark
Forest
***
in
lensed-torrents
Open palms
to
the psalms
of
The universe-dispersed
in
stars
&
Afars/afars
&
Stars
***
The
Dark
Forest
***
#shadows
26 reads
1 Comment
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