Best Intermission Poems

dark blue curtain falls
the long act comes to an end
players take their break…

to snack on dreams and slumber
till dawn signals curtain time.


© Sandra M. Haight 2015 
   All Rights Reserved

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~8th Place~
Contest: One New Tanka
Sponsor: Rick Parise
Judged: 04/07/2015
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Placid river barely moving
Clear of sediment now settled
Summer reeds are gently writhing
Bed is lucent, pebble speckled

Willow fronds moved by faint zephyr
Twine in lithe adagio dance
Aspens whisper trembling measure
Senses all becalmed, entranced

Movements so decelerated
Where compulsion to align?
Days of sun intoxicated
Let the clock subdue it’s chime

Too soon:...

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"Intermission: Ad Infinitum Lux Vitae"




Intermission
I wait
You call
I have loved


I wait 
Lux Vitae
I have loved
Through the Storm


Lux Vitae
I have loved, to love You more
Through the Storm
You call, Open Door


I have loved, to love You more
Ad Infinitum
You call, Open Door
I walk with You through the Storm


Ad Infinitum
My...

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Intermission: The Pause



“the sands of time 
are trickling through 
my hour glass”
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When you leave to go to the Mart
buy some glue to fix my heart
for when you're gone I'm feeling faint
then I pull low the shades and
close my eyes feeling like I wanna die
so I hang my head real low to cry.
yet, I'll count the hours...

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Intermission :  “Runnaway Train” 

“There’s a little hotel 
called 
The Shady Rest

at the Junction”

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022) 


Fifty Shades of Corden
https://youtu.be/ilTHiqAmuX8
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"Intermission: Flutterby Reveille"




Impromptu like a moth
pale words flutter out of his 
psychodelic mind

curious funny flutterby…
for a second then, I didn't move, 
deadpan, I said, 

"... try again with some panache, some style" 
incredulously, I smiled,

he's tripping guitar leads 
counting long-tooth years
and numbers between drum beats

here...

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"The Flow"




I walked into the Ocean today
the Wind was wild whipping up the waves
like lemonade white horses riding into shore
I tread water, the Aquamarine was a washing machine 

While someone else’s kids raced by me out to the break
the wind bit my face, I submerged...

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Ridding the world of you came at a cost
now I float without color
without virtue

Why can’t I feel my arms? 
what were once extensions to hold me up
don’t provide much when walls aren’t a factor

This place has an odd irony
I seem to be the butt of...

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"Inside Out"




Blue bird breaks the cage
when brain bleeds wild
not tame, 
into cerebral skies
Angel wings enfold Icarus to sing

Paint my mind with 
your dreams, kaleidoscope colours 
become gold and silver now shimmering,
like Klimt you stroke my canvas 
to quench and deliver, to shine in the glistening

Light...

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Can I go to the bathroom? This place is full of jackasses. This place is full of jackasses jerking each other off. This place is full of ignorant, parochial, zit-sucking jackasses undeserving of their place at the table. This place is full of miserable, zombie-like...

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He 
left his
cowboy hat
on interstate
seventy- five
double crosses
both belong to his love
but she to the Kingdom
his cheating lips kissed too many bottle necks
We promised him refuge from his own mind
But he only bargained for more time
And those Words were just cold steel blankets
Over a warm body,...

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Ignoring my flaws…
Icy marrow from red straws
Misery on pause...

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This is one of the poems from my new novel "DoJez's Unjust"

"A feeling phased by color. 
A talent despised by others.
Man flawed with "Brothas?"
A time that's stormed with thunder.

The pale insisted manner.
Ignorance accusing the matter.
Will man question this matter?
Or just say it doesn't matter?

Simplicity raged...

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Intermission – get on line,
Which mostly seems to crawl,
Just to have the pleasure of
Two minutes in the stall.

Do your business, wash your hands
And climb two flights of stairs,
Then squeeze past people who won’t move
And fix you with their glares.

Broadway shows are special treats
But will be...

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