Best Missing Link Poems
One day after years of searching
for that missing link
he came along, without warning
he meddled with the barricades
I build...
The things I used to protect myself,
fragile me, all exposed
and yet
the steps we took healed us both...
Not realizing that every day
our dependence on others
for validation were being cut away
not knowing we were on a journey
of discovery of who we are
without faceless crowds
dictating our behavior...
I've learned to love myself
I've learned to love others again
without the fear of losing them,
I've learned to be happy
without being afraid
that something sinister might happen
we've grown together
and we have grown apart
but we are always in each other’s hearts
Even though we're miles apart
our paths have been cemented...
Connections remain even distance can't separate...
It's a friendship
you don't ask questions about
it’s a friendship you nurture.
Not because you are forced to,
But because it’s the one thing
That has kept us centered
and made me embrace
who I really am…
I will always be thankful for you…
Contest Name : “The Right Time”
By : Wilma N. Neels
Dedicated to B
020720111955
Contest: The Right Time
1st Place
Another Dawn light awakens me
to face another day
To live my life and learn from it
in every single way
The children hold tomorrow
in hopes & dreams & tears
The world depends on children
to overcome its fears
Although we want to hide away
tomorrow may not come
And anything the past has hurt
has been already done
No changing of the present
the past has all now gone
We only have the future
to overcome as one
And in this world
I need not more than you
For without your love in my heart
it would be torn in two
So when your found say to me
that never you will leave
And in your eyes I'll see your love
and therefore will believe
For its from you my brother
I wait to fill the missing link
To show you who I am
and how I really think
For me to give you
the flower of love
Is what I really need
Then we can start our lives together
Once we've planted that seed
All around us
It’s an epidemic
Man-induced plague
It’s a conspiracy
To hook people
To non food foods
Eats that should be
Technically inedible
Anything to grease the wheel
Of factories and consumerism
Nothing grown naturally
Nothing from a farm
Heavens no
Promoting foods whipped up
From powders and chemicals
None of those
Vegetables or fruits
Or other live stuff
Let the population thrive
On plastic derivatives
Deceitfully charming
Taste buds everywhere
Inducing dependency
Decomposing corpses wandering
Like loose time bombs
Waiting to explode
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
I first met him in July, seventeen years later
I was shocked to see how much he looked like his maternal uncle
So nothing like me except, maybe, the eyes...yeah, the eyes
"Hi, Alex, I'm Jim." We shook hands and I pulled him into an "ambush" hug
"You can blame your aunt for this", I whispered in his ear
"She made me PROMISE that I would" I said out loud
We jabbered like two magpies the 60 miles home
I started to realize we had many of the sames tastes AND views
We had never known each other; I was never involved in his development
His mom and stepfather were my polar opposites in every aspect
Somehow, two divergent paths had met in the middle to find so much common ground
I started to realize my absence hadn't done as much damage as I had thought
He was cool about it... he put me at ease... he was already a man!
He met the rest of my crazy clan over the next 12 days and survived them all
He seemed, to me, like he had found some sort of missing link in his life
Like some puzzle piece had been put right
He vowed to return permanently after graduation, and he really means it
He also vowed to have his first name legally changed to "Link" upon turning 18
A truer Zelda fan I've not met
I am still trying to get used to it, but I support it 100%
We chat at least weekly via the internet, making small talk here and there
It fills some of the void, but it's not enough.......
And I find myself......
Missing Link..............
*THIS IS MY TRUE STORY OF ME AND MY SON*
As I reflect what do I remember?
A random meeting in November
when our lives collided.
As we began our story
the plot was heady, physical,
but our spirits never met.
They never did - in all that time,
they never did, did they?
We lived in a shallow pool;
spirits strangers still;
our souls still separate entities,
while the physical became the focus.
I tried to introduce us, me and mine,
but yours was always busy.
Otherwise engaged; on the phone,
at work, or under the sea,
and that left me lonely,
solitary, calling but never heard.
Just one word of tenderness from you
would have changed it, but
it never came.
In all that time it never came -
did it? And here we are;
not only separate souls,
but separate bodies too,
and you feel hurt, wounded.
Why? Just one word of tenderness
could have changed it,
but it never came -
did it.
A nap is a very good thing, I think
Better to nap than to take a drink,
Or stand in front of a kitchen sink
Filled with dirty dishes to the brink,
Some of them beginning to stink,
Others are turning a strange pink
I think I’ve found the missing link!
August 5, 2022
Mfs speak the same story.
Trophey kids right?
We settle for the same glory.
Statistics growing up.
We've never seen the same jury.
But no father growing up.
Excuses be the same cornies.
Living life asking why he didn't want us.
Way before Fresh Prince even played a part among us.
But as a youngin.
Knowing forever wasn't promised.
Truth like David Blain.
It just appeared among us.
So it was hard showing feelings all over again.
Halloween jokes.
Steady getting tricked by a rubber hand.
But that's how the treat goes.
When you put ya hand all in.
One for all.
But none for you in the end.
I often have trouble with the drink
It seems to be harder than you think
With alcohol it’s all over
I’m the one that’s sober
I’ve come out to be the missing link
Russell Sivey
The suburban forest
of dust and fumes
unique species of zombies
in endless love
with their follies
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Notice what is missing?
Genesis 2
And God took a rib!
Man is not complete without woman..
My Missing Link
After waking up I did start to think
Maybe the Lord is my missing link
Who I forgot about and had ignored
With Him should strike up a chord.
If the Lord and I were on same track
And nothing would I ever have to lack
Found out that He and I are related
Learned many things and became educated.
Treat God with respect and be dignified
Realizing that all of this has signified
When in music we are on same sheet
Singing is simpler and easier to complete.
You should not go on a round about way
On straight and narrow path always stay
And if life from you too much does demand
God and Jesus are there to hold your hand.
Now that on same sheet we now are all on
Our misery with music will finally be gone
Which will easily flow when in right meter
And let Lord in my life start being leader.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC
If no one will, who will?
Share joy don’t hesitate!
A smile can do so much;
Give out ten thousand hugs;
You can soothe with a touch;
If no one will, who will?
Been helped? Pay it forward;
Look out for each other;
Pour when your cup is full,
kindness is the reward;
If no one will, who will?
Be brave step in a fight;
By all means rock that pink,
knock out with boxing gloves;
Your vibe’s the missing link.
Spasmodic I have arisen from my slumber,
With the sun’s semblance upon my skin.
Flustered by an unusual sensation,
My eyes spot removed dust.
My heart pounding,
My soul grieving,
Forbidden for anybody to touch,
My immobilizing being drops to no end.
My God-given determination
Has dispersed, leaving an
Empty shell to follow its fate.
Blue skies are being weighed on my shoulders.
I can’t walk Earth without my missing half,
For I would tremble on youthful knees,
So my dear God,
I open thy heart to wisdom,
Eminent in your position,
I beg thee pardon,
For limbs
And immovable perseverance.
So let thy words of such divine
Hither me more time,
on your watch.
Now like a butterfly from its cocoon
I emerge rejuvenated
And with naked eyes
I fumble upon no lies
For I see the future
That I must guide.
Walking into an outside world,
Although many altercations
Have been blessed on my being,
I still retain substantial damage
From succumbing to, the “black hole”.
My life’s hard-work is being tested,
For now, I shall release my
Missing link from captivity
Instead of it, facing the path of dwindling.
I interrogate witnesses
To achieve my goal,
and with relentless soul,
I dig for an answer.
Still an ache is all I gain.
I find not a soul to give me
An honest reply.
For since they don’t know,
They deny.
My heart begins to yell
“Give in and Let Go!”
“Find another light that will Glow”
So with blistered hope
I live a useless life
With “Sleepy Hollow” as my wife.
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I was looking for
The truth
I always' looked
Some-where besid's
My self
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Seem all that I knew
Was Mayhem
I resided with death
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Though I did wonder'
Never did I think
That I didn't know
The Lord....
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And that was the
Missing Link
GF
Lo, the Missing Link has been found
Caught by the Net, he is fast bound.
Seeking to keep his privacy
He lost it to trade piracy.
As partners share nation to nation,
Identity goes on chain migration.