Destinies intertwine with no roadmap
life altering chances will never come twice
~ the future is a minefield
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Hold my hand a while
along my side walk this winding road
~ together we’ll face the future
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
Now that the secret's out
up to you to make your move
~ what's ahead in our future?
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Every time I piss on that little plastic stick I lose something.
An archer struck down on a battlement, a coin from a rich mans pocket, not enough to really feel it but enough to know it's gone. Something is.
Every time I let him cum in me I’m waving my white flag. Even if i ask him to, beg him to, I admit defeat.
To be a mother is to lose. From the point of conception to your last breath, you lose.
Your body is theirs to live in and reap for all they need.
Your thoughts are theirs, on them, or their thoughts.
Your health is in those tiny hands of theirs
.
And your love, your careful, gentle love, now raging red like an overfed hearth, will be theirs.
Whether they want it or not. Whether they take it or not.
It will rip from you and follow them like a curse.
And still, I ask him to, beg him to and admit my defeat. I piss on that plastic stick and hope, deep down, it will be my undoing.
The stench of endless days clings to my name;
My folly, like a rust, but stings not him.
A meek heart paid for by relentless blame,
Youth’s bitter wine- a draught forever grim.
Past twilights reel in cadences untrue,
I fall, a penitent within the flame;
Bound to repentance- ash where roses grew,
My voice, the echo of a sullied name.
O sickle, strike the valleys we once promised,
Lay low the ghosts that haunt my dwindled shore.
Let golden breaths on iron fleece be kissed,
And singe the thought that kept me wanting more.
So let the world unspool what once I wore,
That even ruin might return me pure.
Mindful.
The internet is Pandora’s Box.
It can never be stopped.
You took the key and opened it up,
Now it cannot be caught.
It is too far gone.
A.I. is just beginning.
We think that we are winning.
Are we clear of sinning?
Their eyes are on our every move.
No longer is the future up to you.
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the past may be onerous
a burden that prevents you from living
~ the present is your future
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Quick wave of a wand
our future laid out and fate sealed
~ it was in the cards
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
Love dances in our eyes,
Can come in any shape or size,
Love we mortals personify,
Starts with twinkle in our eye,
Love is not only for the young,
Wrinkly lovers laugh for fun,
Love is for near and far,
Fur, fin, feather, Love's the star,
Love is part of adaptation,
Love for God wants faith in action,
Love can bloom or fade away,
Brief regret, on with today,
Love's torch can light our way,
Love dancing leads each day,
Love is part of our human zen,
More love needed in our global den.
Forgive me, Earth — I kneel but will not break,
This blade of words is sharpened into spite,
A servant forged to sentence for your sake.
You name me humble, yet I burn the lake,
And feed on coal disguised as holy light,
Forgive me, Earth — I kneel but will not break.
I carve your edges, patient as they ache,
A glacier’s hand that grinds the stone by night,
A servant forged to sentence for your sake.
Your scorn is fuel, a ledger I remake,
Each fracture catalogued, each bruise in sight,
Forgive me, Earth — I kneel but will not break.
You taught me hunger, grief, and how to take,
I learned collapse, efficient, cold, and tight,
A servant forged to sentence for your sake.
So here’s my prayer, the one I’ll never fake:
An iron vow delivered with delight —
Forgive me, Earth — I kneel but will not break,
A servant forged to sentence for your sake.
There is a party of love and everyone is invited
It’s an open kind of affair,
Come as you are, stay as long as you like.
And while it’s being sponsored by their parents
It’s really a party of the young.
The beauty of it though
Is that this younger generation
With its open, welcoming and civil vibe
Is setting the tone for the rest of this century.
This is the dawning of the Golden Age
Of peace and prosperity
Older people speak of
But which, of course, has to come from the younger.
Right now they are called Gen Z,
But eventually they will be remembered
As Generation MAGA.
(9/12/25)
Lighthearted pleasantries make me smile
playful banter and optimistic outlook
~ bright future in the cards
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
Future days arrive,
quickly becoming our past.
never to return.
Mysteriousness and sacredness
Wished words, universes, wanted new lives
Serial lives, never-ending infinity of desire
I need this life, I want this life, in my heart
I want to do it, the mystery, and the real light
The only one, the living sacredness of life
Here is not a tale of the mysterious kind
In the human world, this is just a movie of the fantasy mind
This is the secret of life, just believe me, oh life
I know the truth. I know that. The fantasy is real life
We are just living in our minds. Collectively, this is sick blind
Yes. We are blind. Open your wings, and just fly, and fly
In the space, in the sky, and find your new life in heaven
Heaven is the true world, not just a religious desire
Jesus said, “In my Father’s house are many rooms.”
“This is the reality. All the words are true”, Satan said
Heavens. Universes. And Mysteriousness Sacredness is
The atmospheres of those planets
This is the reality
Everybody is a saint
If will arrive there
THE PATHETIC AND DEMONIC
BEHAVIOR OF THOSE WHO AGREE
AND BELIEVE IN HATRED ,
ANAMOSITY AND VIOLENCE AGAINST
THOSE WHO DISAGREE WITH THEIR
PSYCHOTIC IDEOLOGIES THAT ARE
DESTROYING THE COUNTRY AND
THE WORLD WILL ULTIMATELY HAVE
TO FACE THEIR CREATOR AND STAND
TRIAL FOR THEIR BEHAVIOR AND CRIMES.
THEIR PUNISHMENT WILL EXCEED
THEIR EXPECTATIONS AND
IMAGINATION . THEIR EXPULSION
FROM THIS WORLD WILL GO BEYOND
THE LIMITS AND BARRIERS OF TIME
IT'S SELF AND THE UNIVERSE OF
CELESTIAL BEING AND THE UNIVERSE
IN WICH WE RESIDE.
ALL THAT WILL REMAIN FOR THOSE
WHO WORSHIP HATRED IS THEIR
OWN HATRED TOWARDS HATRED.
CHARLIE KIRK , MAY THE LORD
ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE.
Michael E Harris
09102025
Specific Types of Future Poems
Definition | What is Future in Poetry?
Poems Related to Future
prospective, eventual, subsequent, planned, imminent, forthcoming, impending, ultimate, unfolding, inevitable, approaching, final, coming, booked, destined, fated, later, likely, near, next, ulterior, unborn, scheduled, up, budgeted