Best Microsecond Poems

Dear Lord, I Need

Dear Lord, I need your loving power
from microsecond to the hour.
You provide my life’s foundation,
the gift of pure salvation.

Dear Lord, I need your wise provision
for all small and large decisions
in accordance with your will
as you whisper, “Peace, be still.”

Dear Lord, I need...

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A Travel To The Millisecond

One day while reaching within the millisecond squared
With innocent intent to take me there to study
An unplanned trip, a travel, unfolded
I followed the paths of past and future all at once
While frozen in the present
To trace them at the moment they...

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It was a teacup of pleasure,
our brief encounter,
just a flight to Brazil.
We talked, we laughed, ate, and had a nap.
Then, we experienced a series of air pockets.
Afraid she turned on me, hugging me tight.
I felt her lips hot on my cheeks., till all was calm
Her...

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Out of the twilight of my reverie,
and just beyond the door of consciousness,
never sinister, it still cannot
accommodate the good.
Forever nameless, tugging at me
for a singular because it can.

Though searching suns and endless skies
will radiate upon my face forever,
they will not illuminate
the wonder where it lies,
where...

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A contortionist achieves climax
Her ******** saluting her lips
From within an envelope of pleasure
Causing local beatitude
Though one may query such enthusiasm
Her ******** cooing mollifying concert
Waltzing against the hips of autumn temptation
That she was vibrant
Or that she was barren
Or that in artistry
This plausible microsecond
The happening of dawn...

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FREEDOM

I fly through the mountain valley chasing my own shadow 
at five hundred miles an hour, on a knife edge 
turn I fly around a rock outcrop, g-force crushing me down.
A feeling of being alive lasts forever as time stands still 
in a microsecond, for...

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Sy Roth - 3 Poems
12/17/20130 Comments
 
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Silence

I’ve dreamt often that she crept deep
Into my cellular structure, 
Some time in the nightfall of my being
And planted deeply into my mitochondrion,
A magical silence pill,
Drowning the kittens of speech
Cloaking the vocal chords in invisibility.

Erased all thought of sharing...

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It’s Friday night and a group of us, the ‘university summer fellows’ (Quinn, Jammie, Monique, Lisa and I) are going groovin’. Quinn, a Harvard man (we’ve shed our jaundiced opinions of him), assured us he knows the Boston bar scene. We’re going to test that.

We...

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© Francis Maugo

This weak flaw you see in
The length of my cheeks,
Just helps me to remember the 
Traumatic adventure that came to pass for me,
The occurrence that left
just a single man standing,
The disaster that was
To be discussed for age.

This distortion you see on my left...

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A murder of crows flys overhead
dotting the  cloudy sky
flying in the same direction
and I wonder why

such are the mysteries of nature
with her intense images, sounds
smells and feel
one is never alone truly
that she does reveal

the crows hang out in the magical realm of things
black and...

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My contingency measure in case of…götterdämmerung

A scenario unfolds
more abominable among
any previous warring factions,
his wicked weltanschauung
charred effigies futilely hung
against regime of brutality
considerably more unbearable
than infestation of fruit flies brung
about courtesy evil monster sprung
shortchanging restless and young.

Seconds to spare before
Doomsday clock strikes
twelve o'clock midnight
every man, woman and...

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Time in Cancerville

        This time has no resemblance to real time.
        Seconds are minutes and minutes are hours
       and hours are days and days are...

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(dons the Sigourney Weaver mask)
Houston, we have a problem
She's breaking up! I can't hold altitude!
Stop opening the pod bay doors, Hal.
I can’t
It decided our fate in a microsecond...
We’re not going to make it, are we?
That’s no moon… it’s a space station
Luke, I am your faaaaaaaather
Dammit,...

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And those days never waiting

Much I marveled the splendid twenty-four hours
Take thy afternoon from out my heart
The noontime smiled

And those days never waiting

Instead I uncovered the clock
The minute microsecond minting
Deep into that darkness tick tock

Nights out wanting

Back into my memories pointing
I felt compelled to sniff...

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The bells and whistles went off 
Announcing the "three question end of the game show" round.
The opportunity for the losing person to maybe catch up.
Just give me a picasecond please the studio host said
Is that less than a millisecond? the contender asked.
Oh, yes, even less...

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