Best Impulse Poems
You are
my six minute
slow dance
in the rain.
I leap because
there is no ground,
That is why
I leap.
Because the sun
is fading, and
my night is
without you.
So I leap.
Instead of reasoning
I yield to a sudden
irresistible urge.
Impetuously, with
impunity I risk
injury. Am I an
idiot or hero?
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Contest: Pleiades ‘I’
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Placed 4th
© 25th February 2017
Within her mind suicidal thoughts fester
Would she have the strength to continue?
With unfaithful love from a jester
Inside her mind suicidal thoughts test her
With love our good Lord had not blessed her
Collecting her thoughts, she just walked away blue
Within her mind suicidal thoughts fester
Would she have the strength to continue?
For Nette's "In the Afterglow" contest
by Carolyn Devonshire
Specific does do be this carrier wave
It was simply completed by thought
Around the world it will be the rave
Putting to an end all that had fought
In each individual to save
The incoming blast all will be caught
Now initiating brand new rays
All that it requires is some initial forethought
Like you feel the pinch throb
then consider procedure
Weighing the circumstances
Calculating the outcomes
But the plight beats
driven the wrong way...
You know not to
but then continue and finish
Then stop then restart
and continue and not finish.
Open endings are so...
What the pageant loses sight of
and the world claims to die of
What we provoke isn't enough
What we approach loses touch.
As lit flames cease to ignite
Our boiling point rises from the inside
and pressured rage exits to the outside
Which leaves us unable to administer regimentation
and then...
It's said that the poet Shelley
Lived over a Brooklyn Deli
In that abode
He penned his Ode
To Peanut Butter and Jelly
"The soul of Nature, echoes endlessly
through the infinite rhythmic tick tock of the seasons."
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Dawn awakes as it was given a brush
And a palette of watercolors nurturing nature
Undecided as for spring, summer, fall, or winter.
A blending of warm lemons into the flawless sun
And the harmony of indigo into the boundless heaven.
Purple steeples rose and laid gently against the skyline
As the prepossessing gentle breeze whispers to a sea
Of love struck waving verdant meadow and crimson poppies.
A shadowed, gravel path, dusted with earthly leaven,
Untraveled turns and bends, but just the imprints of the wild.
2/22/2022
F Form - Free Verse- New - Poetry Contest 1. Nature
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Some people say it claws its way out the artist like a demon
As if ripping his soul instead of flesh
Then fervor bursts like blood
So that a painting anthropomorphizes
How then will the canvas look like
If the stirring’s wreaked by the lord of hell?
How will the music ring if Diablo clobbers the drum?
Will there be songs or only blares of Armageddon?
I LUST TO WRITE POEMS.
THIS PEN ITCHES FOR YOUR BLOOD!
Adorned feelings, inspired,
Nonchalance and serenity acquired,
Lucidity and clarity desired,
In ink, mired,
A forever-ignited fire…
Mayday, Mayday Kirk!
Transport to Galileo
Needs energizing
Running on impulse
All deflector shields are down
And venting plasma
Possible core breech
Romulan battle cruiser
De-cloaked and attacked
They've taken the ship
Corbomite Maneuver may
Be the last resort...
I didn’t pick you to be
my muse, the same way
you don’t decide
to fall in love. Love isn’t
“alright, I’m ready to
give everything I got
for you.” Love is “no
matter how hard I try,
I can’t get your damn
face out of my head,
and I really want to
see you right now.”
So, don’t tell me to
get over it, because
this isn’t some mountain
you can walk all over.
This is climbing up
falling stairs.
I thought to myself, if I could draw,
I’d draw this. But I can’t so I won’t.
Instead I’ll try to describe it. It’s kind
of like realizing you were okay after
all; after this not-so-tragic tragedy,
you were fine. It’s like a sigh of relief.
You’re not numb, you’re at peace; you
just haven’t realized it.
impulse rain
magical thinking
a perspective
fragile and porous
fundamental elements