Best Linear Poems
hanging tenuously from tree branch the ripe object of temptation
sunlight peeks through the hill trees signaling arrival of a new day
more a curse than a blessing, less a decision than affirmation
worn leather valise undergoes the rigors of final journey
faded granite marker put in position two hundred years ago
no matter how tight we cling to existence, it shall leave us behind
dark silence of ornate gilded nave constrained angst for generations
always shall be the prospect of something beyond our imagining
hiking along the high trail yields broad vistas of surrounding islands
suffering through the high-pitched howling of a bitter northerly wind
desiring to ensure that the lies which I tell myself are harmless
better a fond memory than just another imperfect being
within life's confines, relevance has ever been a moving target
Categories:
linear, change, journey, memory, perspective,
Form:
Monoku
It constantly feels like I am chasing time
Time which is so linear.
It’s like the days are not long enough,
Even if I get up early.
It constantly feels like I am losing time
Time which exists in threes.
Like the birth, life and death of the trees.
The past which was,
Has been.
That we mourn.
The present,
The now,
Time that’s not worn.
The future,
Not yet,
Waiting still.
For the famous trio
To pass me the bill.
The bill which is a reminder,
That these days are limited.
It constantly feels like I am wasting time.
Time which isn't forever.
Still I waste it with this rhyme
To make me sound clever.
Categories:
linear, day, future, sad, world,
Form:
Rhyme
If time wasn’t linear
and life was an orbit,
pain couldn’t make me old
and age wouldn’t sound morbid.
I’d know every ending
would only bring pause;
that birth was just as relevant
as any loss.
I’d know eyes are subjective,
and the mind is a trap
disfiguring reality
like a folded map.
Doubt will provide distance
like a neighbor’s fence
as pictures and frames
attempt to capture innocence.
And love is the answer
that will set you free,
unless you’re a hostage
in its captivity:
begging for release
or at least a transfer
like the sweetest memory
too painful to remember.
But life lasts longer
than the gifts we have to give
and it’s not about what’s lost,
but what you can’t live with
that ultimately will dictate
the silence and the sorrow;
that leaves you grieving yesterday
and dismissing tomorrow.
You followed the rules;
you kept your hands to yourself.
But you’re the one person
you never knew how to help.
You say people are leaves:
they change color and fall,
and just before their death,
they’re the center of it all -
the years of emotion
that finally surface,
and, in a brief moment,
give those years purpose.
And we mourn a death
or a life is celebrated.
And we rot in the ground
or we’re reincarnated.
The weak and compassionate
struggle to move on
as a cycle returns to its origin
and time moves along.
Two generations later,
bones lay in a coffin
beneath an engraved stone
that’s nearly forgotten.
Categories:
linear, death, life, loss, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Is time...just matter mysterious discourse,
treatise in wait while follies coarse
snippets of lines and hashmark talley
linear scores mark historic qualities
Is space...circular planets revolve,
circuit's system massively involve
concentric is dynamic growth
rounded journeys spin we knoweth
Timeline straight it may appear
bend reshape the linear,
repeating cycles curvature
endure,we must,this universal nature
Full circles gone....
Full circle to arrive....again,
eventual alignment soon upon us.....
12.21.12
Categories:
linear, mystery, nature, space, time,
Form:
Free verse
Curvilinear
Basic element of art….
Moving point in space
By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX
Categories:
linear, art
Form:
Senryu
Linear time is a nether dimension
ticking backwards ...
Z(ero) is reaching the A(pex)
Raised eyes see the future fading;
distant points of light died
a long time ago,
yet, they still shine bright today
Linear understanding
only can see things simply one way
Horizontal perception is the neural cloudy grey
Try to explain the exponential multiplicity
of a consciousness-expanding
quantum reality —
A palace with many mansions within
is the elevation explanation
wholly given to those who’ve had linear understanding,
and now can vertically perceive
How events long hence,
is the wrinkle of change in fate awaiting:
A shattered heart made whole
by a temporal role reversal
Linear understanding is a glacial half-life:
Decaying time
reactor chained to the frozen past
Destiny yet-to-be determined,
is a narrow, spherical hole
in the middle of a wide hourglass
Fools who gaze into the sun too long,
have their understanding darkened
Illumination begins when one looks within ...
truth is a sharp arrow shaped linear
Has the past been reconciled
with an inevitable, expiration date inhalation end
The death of dreams unrealized,
is the linear motivation
which lift the eyes —
Hope always breathes new life
Categories:
linear, spiritual, truth, visionary, wisdom,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Like A Linear Guy
Just heard from Governor of
Virgin Islands on MSNBC. He
was once part of NYPD.
Looks like that he became a linear guy,
And only one thing at a time does try;
Not deceiving;
Help is receiving;
Hurricane hit so things are in short supply.
Jim Horn
Categories:
linear, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
Imagery
so vivid and clear
hum patterns of melodies
across the universe
fanning wildfires of euphoria
Whilst swallowing the anguish
from confounded pupils
waking in a linear paradise
By Glenn McCrary
© 2012 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)
Categories:
linear, imagination, universe,
Form:
Imagism
LINEAR LONGEVITY
One cannot assuage one’s age
Once one is forced to turn a page
On to the next chapter at hand
And perhaps on to a foreign land
I cannot deny what your eyes espy
Wrinkles that weren’t there yesterday
But are now on my face to stay
Linear signs that signify three scores of years
Brought about by laughter and too many tears
Crevices created and fated by fears
And grief that is difficult to gauge
Because no one can assuage one’s age
Time has sculpted this face of mine
A furrowed brow by fate’s design
Behind these lines is a lengthened tale
And reminders of when my life first turned stale
© 2012…copyright..PHREEPOETREE~free cee!~
Categories:
linear, angst,
Form:
Quatrain
One year has passed
since probably the worst day of his life
An unforeseen tragedy
has an added cost
of chronic depression,
more nightmares
and increased unhappiness
Coupled with the loss
of his hair,
his job
and his wife
Five years has passed
since he stared into the dead eyes of his only child
Just a simple slip and fall,
her head hit pavement and that was all
As time marches forward,
he keeps reliving the same day
As the clock of life progresses,
his is reset like a groundhog, you could say
While everything around him changes,
he only experience the same recurrence
And as each day unveils the unknown,
the familiar loop he's endlessly trapped in
is a sad and cruel choosing of his own
Categories:
linear, angst, death, depression, sad,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Within the pages white as snow
and between the lines as black as coal,
to all the places You have sowed,
Oh Lord, let me abide within the line.
Within the turning page we see.
Alight, aflame in harmony.
And friends or foes do go in mystery.
Oh Lord, let me abide within the line.
Let me alight in peace with Thee and Poe,
with Kipling’s tales in Just So
with Moses staff and Joseph’s sign
Oh Lord, let me abide within the line.
Categories:
linear, allegory, art, dedication, faith,
Form:
Kyrielle
Love’s Linear Continuums
By Dane Smith-Johnsen
Love is a set of linear continuums.
Joy is at one end; sorrow is at the other.
Shall we decide to strive for endless minimums?
Never! Become enlightened; increase loves’ brothers.
Be concerned for there are many unfortunate.
Do something on their behalf with kindheartedness.
Care for « ignore, where on this line does your heart rate?
Maximize love’s joy; cause uplifting-ness.
Regard those whose opinions are different than yours.
Listen with understanding; share feelings and beam.
Respect « disrespect, where in joy's domain are you?
Value human differences; take notice, esteem.
Praise your friends; encouragements are life's success tools.
Applaud their achievements; minimize their failures.
Commend « condemn, where, with kindness does your joy rule?
Commit! Dependable kindness is a treasure.
Mothers, fathers, and children, love one another.
Teach kinship's bond; reverence family, relatives.
Love « Hate, where, with your family, does your joy live?
Ancestors. Predecessors. The living. Love all.
Be enlightened to heaven's righteousness; revere.
Adore and worship Him, the Father of goodness.
Good « evil, where in eternity is your joy?
Reveal to all and sundry people, zealously.
Evaluate love's linear continuum.
Reach for joy, not sorrow. Shall we strive for good?
Please don't sell out man's future for his minimum.
Let's unite all mankind with one brotherhood. God.
September 1, 2009
Categories:
linear, life, love, philosophyjoy, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Oh, let me sit in peace and go,
within the pages white as snow;
between the lines as black as coal
to all the places You have sowed.
Oh, let me sit in peace and see,
the whole wide world You’ve made for me.
The mountains high the valleys low,
the pristine passes ripe with snow.
Oh, let me sit in peace and go,
from my life to Kipling’s “Just So.”
Between the leafs and lines I’ll Be
alight, aflame, pure harmony.
Oh, let me sit in peace and know,
the mysteries of friend and foe.
Categories:
linear, happinessme, peace, me, peace,
Form:
Sonnet