Best Crumpled Poems

I took one thought, which then led to some others.
These thoughts were not my own, but they conveyed
a picture bigger than my mind alone
could conjure, and a frame for them I made.

I showed this collage of bright thoughts to others -
thoughts articulated by stunning minds.
So...

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so many lines i’ve written
in the middle of the night
only to toss them
inadequate

simply not measuring up
to the depths of my feelings
their dull reflections lost
in the yearning of my love for you

seeking those perfect words 
worthy of wings taking flight
to find their way across the sky
where...

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John Weaver 2000 (Emily has cerebral palsy)

Her room is not the sort of room you’d quite expect to find
For a little girl whose love of life is clear
No toys or games or bats or balls, or fun things of that kind
No bicycle or skateboard will...

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My Crumpled Wings

My crumpled wings 
Quiver as pinions tremble
Bandaged by your balm
Brokenness shed to soar at dawn

5-10-22
Contest: Naani Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
Four lines/14-25 total syllables
Syllables checked with howmany syllables
Syllable count 24...

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I heard taunting echoes and scurrilous snarls.
It was my conscience, and I listened as it spoke
in accusations, contemptible remarks aimed at me.
Shameful words delivered to break my fallen spirit.
In mocking voice of Shakespeare's Hamlet, I heard,

"Fatuous one, why does your writing hand quiver,
mimicking the trembling...

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I am tired of making lists for the store,                                    ...

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Crumpled Thoughts 

They wait – in hues of vibrating silence -
Like leftover orts of rumpled paper wimples 
On creased clandestine journal pages –
Bent scraps of wrinkled inspiration
Smudged moments held in their one moment of time
Musings fading to illegible
Lost chords in treasured memories of radiance, 
Sunspots...

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A longing ghost enticed my mind
And brushed a painting for me to find

Of your face that haunts me so
And there it dwells while fading slow

Among the ruins where shadows play
Are illusions that try to stay

They cross the bridge from painful times
And echo sounds from broken...

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Hurtful Words, 
                                   like sharp blades, 
    ...

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I write a line. It makes no sense. I tear up the paper.
Into little tiny itty bity bitsy bits.
Blow them onto the floor, for this is my mood now.

Begin again. Three words. They feel “shaky”. 
I glare at them. They are not my words.
Yet they...

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A crumpled thought
Unfolded
Asking questions
I felt their sting
“I came to you”
“you tossed me out”
“why will you not listen”
I watched it struggle
To un-crumple itself
Smooth its rejection
Stiffen its resolve.
My cold coffee
Took its side
Whispered from the cup
“you do that a lot”
“dismiss thought’s thoughts”
An oily film clung to my throat
As...

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Dearest,


There would be no nightfalls 
thereunto your eyes but partly goosebumps
nor would be nightscapes along your brows 
even an inch above their  shorelines

where darkness heaves 
no. When shadows dance in tip-toed pirouette to the tune of your     hairfall
whose breaths breathe...

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tears spill crumpled memories
are they laundered dry?
or rehashed?




* quinzaine is a 3-line poem consisting of 15 syllables: 7/5/3.
    the first line makes a statement,
    the...

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crumpled green love bed
gods' kisses bloom in flower
turn breasts to hard rocks...

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my poems are crap
written on toilet tissue
waste bin overflows

I straighten each sheet
these words will get flushed away
perfect recycling!

Crumpled Thoughts Poetry Contest

Sponsored by John Lawless

01/14/21...

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