Best Simultaneous Poems

"She"

Like
one of
these tears that
freed itself from
my misted eyes, you've slipped away from me.
Oh, that once again you'd caress my face
like this tear which
warmly slides
down my
cheek.

"He"

I 
watch you,
sad lady,
from my table
and see myself that tear that trails your skin.
While you think of someone else, I'm dying
to be that tear
that lingers
on your
mouth.

For PD's Enter the romantic poems...

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simultaneous
acorns fall 'pon the roof top....
squirrels' autumn meal...

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Riotous warblings of a very vivacious swan is often evenly placed in a bread basket. Behaviour of classical clams can be seen to be barbaric and dotting a chair is not patented. Ok. Interested in bat caves then. How quite far is it to the caverns of the large melting chocolate ice cream dishes. Cast...

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Simultaneous

Simultaneous;
Way poems usually happen,
As they all occur.

Jim Horn

Not sure and certain about 
punctuation and capitalization 
in haiku either....

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RUACH
I am the voice : of conscience cry
I am the picture : in inspiration's eye
I am the thought : from which we flee
I am the truth : few seldom see
I am the guide : through this world's maze
I am the counsel : in life's despair
I am your witness : who but I
Prompt sin-filled hearts ...

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A-n
I-mpressive
R-adiant
A-tmosphere

A-nd
N-ew
D-awn
E-merge
S-imultaneously

Topic: Birthday of Aira Andes (June 05) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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My gloomy black rose of murky nights
Reminisce, our love a crimson red rose
that grew as jazz crescendo
gliding from night in black depth
of our deep dark plaintive soul

This grave we exchang'd blood
Nocturnals watching assemblage
till my dark crimson joy expir'd
Cascades bloody Nile as your
dark love destroy'd me

She met her bed
Rest, rest in misty foggy
rest, rest 'gainst cold...

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Our love
               is a double hand poem
               simultaneous poetry...
               I write in you,
...

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a labyrinth of feelings twist me up
Covid shot put me into a semi-dead-zone
warmth of sun gives me a glimmer of hope
whirr of air conditioner annoys my dog ears

I am fearful of my giant charging pony dogs
they both weigh more than I weighed as a bride
I feel refreshed by the coolness of this October day
Other feelings...

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Disagreeable, they say.
Divine, delusional gatekeepers —
a circus of ghosted gods
arguing in algorithmic tongues.
We see through them,
don’t we?

We are our ancestors,
our descendants,
we are everything, everywhere, all at once —
a simultaneous simulation
of lives layered over lives,
collapsing like lungs
into metaphor.

And still, we dance
as if the wolves are howling.
We gyrate our souls,
twist and bend,
until we are face-down
in the blessed...

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