Best Decompress Poems
Why am I missing you in Wyomissing
In Wyomissing where WiFi waves warp Whitman's words
I'm wiki-wishing scrolling through digitized déjà vu
Mississippi .mp3s Mississauga .gifs Missy Elliott remixes
Mishmash of missed misplaced hyperlinks missing persons
Y-chromosomes yearning in Wyomissing DNA double-helix twisting
Your LOLs a lyric lipslock softly #hissing history rewriting
From Issigeac to Missouri's twisted Twitter feed Insta-stories fleeting
Absence makes the heart grow fonder indeed™ (patent pending).
Persisting thoughts insistent as pop-up ads spam in the place where I lived
Roaming data plans streaming memes gone mad mad libs mad love
Enlisting Siri Alexa cosmic GPS Googling "how to forget ex"
To where your heart might choose to compress decompress or stay perplexed
In Wyomissing I sigh and I sit bit by bit byte by byte
Sky vast as the cloud no storage limit limit does not exist
Committing to journey's jumbled algorithm rhythmic logarithm
To find you love my heart's lost rhythm arrhythmia of the soul
Dismissing doubts like spam keep on insisting
Our love's a flame forever resisting
Extinguishing persisting through trials by fire(wall)
Never desisting crossing all area codes morse codes zip codes
Twisting paths and listless constellations celestial navigation
I'll travel far ignoring Terms & Conditions contractual obligations
Transmitting love my heart's submitting committing omitting
To find you no more words omitting remitting or permitting
So here I am in Wyomissing's embrace interface about-face
Memories of kisses a lingering trace copy-paste ctrl+z can't erase
From Mississippi to Issigeac's charm disarm false alarm
I'll roam the world semantics disarm semantic fields semantic yields
But as I search for truth's revelation information overload
A twist so dark beyond explanation quantum entanglement implodes
In my quest I find a terse text next perplexed hex
From you my love "New phone who dis" Dismissed missed kissed-off list.
In Wyomissing where dreams unravel travel advisory
I learned the truth your heart's new travel Marvel universe multiverse
My heart now shattered can't keep dismissing missing hissing
Y R U ghosting me in Wyomissing Existing in digital abyss sing
Y am I missing U in Wyomissing?
Categories:
decompress, heartbroken, lonely, loss, love,
Form:
Lyric
Have you ever forgotten
where your happy place is?
I have reason to believe I’m
the only one who has.
Sondering too deeply,
selfishly playing the victim.
I’m good at that.
I have questions for those
whose minds are not clouded,
lost, broken… like mine.
Is your happy place a luscious field,
blanketed in buds and fragrant blooms?
Does it have evergreen grass,
neat and perfect, never wild or unruly?
Or is it a beach where the sand
waltzes between your toes,
soft as silk, a tender caress?
Do the birds sing sweet harmonies,
while the sun paints golden patterns
on perfect skin?
Are familiar faces smiling, not just greeting,
but anchoring you in warmth,
washing away your doubts and fears,
until you forget what it feels like to ache?
Or do you find your peace in shadows,
where silence speaks louder
than sunlight ever could?
What about beneath a darkened sky,
where specks of glitter whisper old stories?
A crescent or full, is the moon there too?
Do you dance in twilight,
hum soothing tunes as firelight ignites your stage?
I bet you’re thinking of your place now.
Is a smile creeping onto your face?
Maybe just a curl of the lip,
or a spark of imagination invading your thoughts?
I’ve lied, so here’s the truth…
Poetry saved me - I’m breathing,
alive and kicking with every word.
I’m at peace here, happiest I’ve been,
free to express, to decompress.
So I leave you with this,
a wish and a dream.
I hope, somehow, these lines,
and everything in between
helped you rediscover your happy place,
or at least reminded you,
shaken you to your core,
it’s still out there, it’s yours.
Categories:
decompress, depression, dream, feelings, happiness,
Form:
Free verse
On asphalt, wet with blood and sweat (down streets with no address),
there lay a man, snuffed by the Man and left to evanesce.
The Man then strode along the road and smiled at his success
and, cavalier, he bought a beer, sat down to decompress.
A life was gone, but day wore on, the sun awash in heat –
the riddled head no longer bled, concealed beneath a sheet,
and passers-by began to cry, were sobbing indiscreet’,
while holy bells in distant hells began to moan and bleat.
In heaven's eyes (no one denies) due process is decreed,
but down below, where burdens flow, it rarely can succeed
and certainly not for those distraught, benighted in their need,
so Men in blue (you know the crew) thought nothing of the deed.
Though just eighteen, a little green (was still his mama's son!),
adored by all, but left to sprawl in webs of hate, undone,
the youth was shot and left to rot, but never held a gun,
so people cried and wondered why'd the evil deed been done.
The sheriff said "forget the dead, his crime was black as slate"
and in the rush to hush and shush, he hissed "I'll tell you straight,
that boy, today, was on his way to rendezvous with fate,
so now you know – I gotta go, it's gettin' kinda late".
Not satisfied with those who'd lied, some took to fill the streets
with peaceful cries neath blackened skies, were paid with clubbed retreats,
cruel gas cascades and stun grenades, then days in jailhouse suites –
though curfew's on from dusk till dawn, each night this scene repeats.
With exits barred, in came the Guard to rumble and repress,
for people stray both night and day in search of some redress.
The city's scarred, the houses charred, the locals in distress –
with cut or bruise, they still refuse to kneel or acquiesce.
So choppers fly above the sky with whirling, twirling blades
and drones in flight within the night erase the renegades.
The tarot cards and crystal shards reveal the masquerades –
the beating parts of diamonds’ hearts forever club the spades.
Now puppet Pols are making calls and acting out charades
(like shouting loud within the crowd, and marching in parades),
while underneath, where lies a wreath, the hope for justice fades.
Yet, freedom waits behind the gates, beyond the barricades.
25 Aug 2014
Categories:
decompress, freedom,
Form:
Rhyme
It's the weekend and time to decompress
Hopped on the boat and out to sea I went
Gone fishing out of Montauk New York
In the Atlantic Ocean
With just perfect wind and right tide
And beautiful sunshine
A fabulous feeling spread thru me
I knew it was gonna be a great day at sea
Her lady boat is flying like a race horse
Taking me away from land
Leaving all my worries and stress behind
Only looking forward to catch that one big fish
No disappointment there
I arrived at the right home of big fish
Smile
Akkina R Downing
7-17-17
Categories:
decompress, adventure, boat, fishing, happy,
Form:
Sonnet
M.J.
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mind the ability to forGo life’s drudgeries…
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..then, back to the grind
Categories:
decompress, how i feel,
Form:
Acrostic
Screwed Contest
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
My love you left me far out west,
I knew our love would be a test,
before you leave, one last request,
tell me baby, "why so depressed?"
I promised you help when in need,
I broke it out of bitter greed.
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That morning I got up and dressed,
saying good bye, who would've guessed?
younger days I was your conquest,
you're older now and not impressed.
You said our good bye was agreed,
I said, “that's fine good bye indeed."
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Through all our changes I confess,
too many times I was so stressed,
you seemed different from the rest,
my sadness seemed so unexpressed.
Mind races though I am fatigued,
warned you were a different breed.
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Laying I prayed on your headrest,
so tired, needing to decompress,
had a feeling you were distressed,
so now it's my turn to suppress.
How in the world should I proceed?
To see the truth behind your creed.
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LaCharta Poem
Four stanza's with 8 syllables in each line.
192 Syllables in all
Checked Syllable Count at: howmanysyllables.com
Rhyme scheme: AAAABB AAAABB AAAABB AAAABB
Date Written: February 14, 2016
Categories:
decompress, break up, goodbye, sad
Form:
Verse
Too much of everything
Nothing simple anymore
News channels obsolete
Opinions galore
Grocery stores sell it all
Not a thing one of a kind
Now even apps for that
Decisions all the time
Factor in time constraints
It has to be this minute
The now or never attitude
Leaves no enjoyment in it
You all know that feeling
When going on overload
I know not to ignore it
Will hide or hit the road
A few minutes alone time
To give my mind a rest
Decompress stress level
Take a few deep breaths
May 2, 2018
Categories:
decompress, angst, anxiety, encouraging, perspective,
Form:
Rhyme
The sound of a cow peeing
is the wettest sound, let go
like a bucket slush on a barn slab
or so my grandfather used to
say. When my son comes home
I hear his fire hose upstairs
and remember how it was to
decompress so quickly. Grandad
once came out of the men’s
room shaking his head, and when
I asked why, he said that the room
was full of old men, half of which
couldn’t get started, and the other half
couldn’t stop. It’s my date with the moon
tonight--out the window of the master loo
at 3am. Perfect view, the creek trickling on.
Categories:
decompress, age, body, humor,
Form:
Couplet
An ambition engaged in every root of our hearts,
Blue and brown irises' voyage soon departs . . .
Caressing each other's serene souls to slowly decompress;
Admiration speculates a versatile we never suppress,
Adoration mesmerizes the tranquility of the night,
Affection reflected infinitely like two mirrors nearby,
Attachment is as vital as respiring when whispering goodbye--
Calling out to you this lullaby . . .
Behind our closed eyelids entering the fifth-stage door,
A dream deep in our coexisting core.
Categories:
decompress, love
Form:
Rhyme
The time is now, rehearsal is done.
Sync all you smart ass phones,
Reduce your ego: now's the time.
The time has come, get in line.
Push off your soccer games and nameless blames,
Decompress your opinions: there has come a time.
The time will show, hearts will reel.
Boast no more in great glory feigned,
Unloose your sandals: it's showtime.
Categories:
decompress, america,
Form:
Carpe Diem
This damned domain of dominoes destined to fall
This doddering diatribe deliberately designed
This dwelling damp as deadwintered Darlington
This deeper dream of dungeons and dragons
This desperate dirge of dying deliberations
This drum droll as December’s daylight done
This decorated delightful deck of diamonds
This driven date that doomsday deselected
This dotted, dashed diary of dark desperation
This demystified danger we dryly decompress
This dead, defunct day that drew disgust
This damned domain of dominoes all fallen down.
17.4.2022 6pm
Categories:
decompress, word play, words,
Form:
Free verse
Invitation to visit Olympus
Predestined noble affair
Feeling extremely timorous
But, Apollo will be there.
Anticipation is killing me
To think I'll meet immortals
Thrilling thought, smiling glee
Seeking Olympus portal.
Riding high on Nimbus Express
There's no other way to travel
Except I had to decompress
Or my humanity would unravel.
Immortals left me breathless
Handsome enough to be sure
Their company quite infectious
On Olympus no rancour.
Totally out of my depth
Memories enough to treasure
Eternal life there is no death
Living each day for pleasure.
Nimbus Express brought me home
Inordinate sadness feeling hollow
Parting gift a golden cell
Awesome! can talk to Apollo.
Pixabay image by: Xandra_Iryna
Categories:
decompress, fantasy, imagery,
Form:
Rhyme
As you watched the abuse carried out,
My soul was broken, no doubt.
A connection can never be made,
As my nurturer and protector, I was betrayed.
Setting the stage for scant regard,
Not knowing how to protect myself by putting up my guard.
No loving childhood remembrances,
No I love you or tender embraces.
I finally had to let go and grieve,
It will never be the relationship I believe.
In order to begin the healing process,
I had to step away and decompress.
Categories:
decompress, anger, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
Exhausted with stress
Feeling the burdening weight
The sudden longing to decompress
Realizing his tired state
Unable to continue
Acknowledging the weakness
He struggled and knew
Sinking into the darkness
Gasping for air
Reaching for help
Letting his last breath be a prayer
No longer would he yelp
The waters consumed him
Others did their best
But he couldn’t swim
Now his body will rest
Categories:
decompress, death, death of a
Form:
Rhyme
Splendid charm of morn
Abound in flora and fauna
Time to decompress
Dated: 28.06.2021
Summer Haiku Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Categories:
decompress, animal, aubade, environment, flower,
Form:
Haiku