Best Derelict Poems

DERELICT BEAUTY


Below drape of cotton clouds and sunshine,
some red-purple live pendants 
embrace the tall breathless wall...
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Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi Contest
Name: Three Line Poetry
Placed 5th

O.E. Guillermo
6:24 pm,...

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The tide worn and barnacled pylons
holding up the wharf wobble 
on a sea swell like loose teeth.
Most of the decking planks
are missing. Those that remain...

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plastic surgery
features are frozen in time
grimace locked in place


3~14~15
Three line poetry contest – Debbie Guzzi...

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Holes in his jeans, but a song in his heart

How easily his handsome smile stole mine --

Both jeans and heart!




*Written March 15, 2015, for Debbie’s...

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yesterday is a collection
of photographic memories
tomorrow a whirlpool of
                ...

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One pitch black night I was driving home and was ready for my bed
My usual route was closed for repairs so I took the minor...

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In a world ruled by gods and men,
who holds in their hand nature's pen?

When words are smitten to deaf ears,
dost one conclude their deepest fears?

Thy...

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(one-act play)

The patient

They call it a sickness, a psychosis, an insanity, but I know: this is the leverage 
by means of which I can set...

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If you're passing by Soup Creek our peace loving town
Do pay us a visit but wear a big smile not a frown
Our town is open...

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Dormant desires within derelict deserts’
Winds whispering of your selective stealth
Frozen fingers that chill the empty spaces
Longing for you a pacifier of thickened thorns
Discombobulation drives the...

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Marred and minced remnants pile high in a storm’s swarm
Yesterdays, hardened-soft, surface where sea’s warm…

Flotsam found, lays tales around, in frayed traces
Another shattered shell whimpers...

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I took my periodic stroll through the local antique store today.
There were the usual horse collars, clocks and various sundries on display.
Havin' no need fer...

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Child of darkness, child of scorn,
the devil danced when you were born,
for demon seed from Morphy passed,
would haunt your days ‘til everlast.

Predestined to die derelict,
an...

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Hidden in the shadows
dementia devastates;
as memories slowly
begins slipping away.

When you cannot function
life loses its meaning;
and you become depressed,
dullard and bewildered.

You often feel like a
desolate derelict,
a...

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Gifting dreams of hope to my eyes, he vanished in a flash
Carting away the treasure of sorrows, leaving mirage a trash

Thorns of grief were, in...

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