Best Blinked Poems
The Lite-Bulb BlinkedOh!
the lite-bulb
blinked
it did
I felt it
but what was it
and where is it now
or light is too fast ~
or truth never lasts...
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Categories:
blinked, light,
Form:
Imagism
What If God BlinkedThe sky turned into vast dark emptiness
The smell of nature replaced with odourless aridness
The winds got sucked into the ground
Quiescence was the loudest sound
Rivers so still without ripples
A tide and flow trapped in its own course
Sea waves and sand in a truce
Time stopped, mystery was...
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Categories:
blinked, god, mythology, nature, paradise,
Form:
Rhyme
I BlinkedFeeling a bit nostalgic lately, my daughter is only nine for now, but how quickly it has
gone by.
I Blinked
by Amy Swanson
When I first brought you home
so wondrous to behold
...
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Categories:
blinked, childhood, daughter, devotion, family,
Form:
Free verse
I Blinkedand a thousand moons
chased a thousand suns
to that place
where suns and moons
wait to race again. . .
when i'm not looking...
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Categories:
blinked, adventure, childhood, introspection, life,
Form:
Free verse
I Blinked and He Was ThereI asked universe for a man so sweet
Nectar could not compare
With such belief and heart of love
I blinked and he was there
My life is full of love and joy
Words can't express my bliss
His eternal love for me
Intoxicates my lips
This love we have, I wish upon
The...
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Categories:
blinked, inspirationallove, universe,
Form:
Rhyme
Late Dawn, and a Fishing Bired Blinked
When the sun had melted straw
to gold
and dawn had shimmered,
out of its platinum dream-mask,
then the lank kneed heron
allowed itself to blink once,
however,
the darting minnows
were too small to care much -
they knew the tall still bird,
had no use for scraps of silver foil.
...
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Categories:
blinked, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
The ceiling blinked first, it told me I was looking up too muchThe ceiling blinked first—it told me I was looking up too much,
time laughed in a corner, counting backwards just to mock me,
my shadow packed its bags and left a sticky note:
"You're thinking too hard. I need air."
The fan above spun secrets, whispering in Morse code,
I'm...
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Categories:
blinked, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse