Short Leaving Poems
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Leaving her
Footprints in
The sand
Casting the
Rise and fall
Of mankind
Towards the
Fable eyes of the sun
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haunting
harp melodies
leaving maestro’s fingers
poignantly echo ancient Celts
lingers.
fury from the heavens
leaving destruction behind
tomorrow's blue sky
for the hurricane contest....
Joan of Arc would never bark
A command out on a lark
But would save the day
In a saintly way
Forever leaving her mark
Through sand and haze beach goers stroll
Leaving footprints where soft crested waves roll
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6/10/'13
Piece by piece I break away
Giving to anyone in need
Leaving my body as an open door
For all to see
My inner beauty
idols become gods
leaving churches desolate
like ancient ruins
rising without glory
but still reaching for heaven
Leaving
Staying
Coming
Going
Love ever leaving a staying heart
is hurt coming from going love's start
Your counter is my hunting ground
But you get mad and pull me down.
Try leaving that baloney out again.
Fall
Winter
Spring
Summer
Their are four season in a year
In each season people will died
Leaving behind love ones
Form:
when I die
I am certain
that the material stuff
I leave behind
won’t cry
but maybe
maybe
just
a little sigh
you make your wish
i'll make my wish
we're leaving it to chance
to see what happens
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Forge ahead
forget dead thoughts of days
past as they drifted to yesterday
leaving tomorrow free and clear for you to go
Dark,dark day
In the sky
In my mind
Leaving here all alone
Leaving my life behind
Final decision
Gone……
In leaving God
The west got
Lost
The rest of
History will
Tell great loss
A world of
Sorrows
And spiritual
Costs
Precious moment between thoughts ??
Watching, waiting, clouds appear
Passing by,
Leaving...
soft breeze
Open sky.
impressive palm print
fills the bulk of the forest
forty-five foot oak
leaving me warm memories
heavenly haven for crows
Press, press, press, press
Stress, stress, stress, stress
Mess, mess, mess, mess
Less, less, less less,
I’m done
Each tick of the clock
A brief moment in time
Leaving us further behind
Wearing an old set of clothes
Only time will tell
Before marching
To our graves,
Time leaving
Her mark
On all of us
Waiting for
Your soul to
Be saved
Love begins like fire
Stirring flames of desire
Two souls smoldering
Among ashes glowing
Leaving embers burning
©Donna Jones
Voices raised-piercing the languid, midday haze
Leaving the pieces of tranquility, an ephemeral memory, soon to be forgotten
A thought flew in
But then it flew out
Why couldn't I keep it?
Where were my brains? ~
Perhaps they'd stepped out
In his navy blue coat with cap
& donning a smart auburn vest
Mr. Robin flew off in a hurry--
leaving the Missus to nest :)
Slowed down to catch a falling star...
It burned a hole in my heart
leaving the ashes in the pot
at the end of the rainbow.