Derelict Poems - Poems about Derelict

ruined

I can feel it all burning down,
the walls I painted in soft colors,
the corners I swept clean for company—
they crackle in silence.

Instead of exploring other ruins,
chasing ghosts in forgotten places,
I should stop.
Sit with the dust in my own lungs.
Run my hands along the scorch marks
I never let cool.

There is wreckage here
I never named.
I’ve been walking

The Derelict Country Railway Station

The shiny, silver gleam
of wheel polished railway lines
have been dulled by a thick scab 
of rust. Weeds have colonized 
the stoney ballast, the wooden
sleepers have rotted away to dust.
The bush has closed in, dissolving 
the once clear perspectives
of distance into a leafy clutter
of nearby mallee trees.
 
I stand on the platform, invite
my thoughts to populate

Derelict

I was the scattered embers of what was,
a mirage of something that couldn't be.
And it bore a hole inside me, for twas -
it not for the grace of strangers to me,
and that of the Lord, my wholesome Father,
my bountiful and compassionate friend,
I wouldn't be. All I'd be is farther -
into the abyss of a pit-filled

Meditations On a Derelict Wharf

The tide worn and barnacled pylons
holding up the wharf wobble 
on a sea swell like loose teeth.
Most of the decking planks
are missing. Those that remain 
span joists with bones
of rotted wood fastened down
with rust. A chain wire fence 
bars public access
and a large red sign
screams a message of danger.

I find myself looking through
the wire, asking

Derelict

There once was a derelict named Hank
his show was just an outrageous prank
	he took their money
	thinking it funny 
and he laughed all the way to the bank

Derelict

a
sad
portrait 
of neglect;
arresting garden
lovers manicured teemed with life,
lulled bees, butterflies; when their love withered on the vine,
it's beauty diminished by overgrown weeds; this abandoned garden: what might've been.



Writing Challenge - D words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Word Choice: Derelict
Syllables checked at HMS
Date written: 02/08/2023

Derelict

There, in our village, even today exists,
A derelict bungalow which is in suspense lists;
No village folk, its true history knows,
The eldest, through tales, knowledge shows;
Some, during British colonial times, who came here,
Did not go back to their nation, out of sheer fear,
That they might not be considered one among them,
Will be treated, instead, like a

Derelict

"She will reign on the cliff above the quay, this derelict house restored to her former beauty. No beast of the field, nor bird in the air shall wander her halls. Now she belongs to me."                   

Derelict

He walks with a limp, dog in tow,
lives on streets, 'neath an azure sky
says, "Morning," with smiles as he goes
Wears logo, "Like you, I could fly."
but people compartmentalize.
He's  one of the derelict crowd,
some say they must be disallowed.
Kindness calls us to  contemplate
what they go through, no longer proud
with mishaps, we may own same

Putin Dumb Derelict

declare an edict
Putin is dumb derelict
who we must restrict

Jim Horn
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC

Derelict

In a season dry
The rust is thick and falls away 
most of it is metal bones and gears 
Its glass fractured fallen out at last 

spiders webs of crazy cracks sparkle glitter 
in the sun the headlights like eyes 
seeing none blind 
broken out in the distance of time 

wheels only rims 
Rubber rotten fallen

Tear-Tainted Sail

In the beginning this boat was bare, 
Greenest with infant's sinless stare; 
Before soles more selfish than sane
Had trodden its dreary derelict main. 

First to blacken its still-tiptop form 
Were kith and kin as is sin's norm; 
For if brother Cain won't Abel kill, 
Which other bloodier maniac will? 

Then hopped wild neighbors' feet 
Onto

Derelict Museum

Coal hearted caretaker
never could accept or give love
has a collection of wounded women
placed them in his half dead heart museum..
he painted over one with an oil colored tongue
stuffed her into a silent taxidermy bird
He turned some into paper mâché mobiles
fingered them into a sad sort of yellowing 
void of any hope then left them for

Damn Divisive Demagogic Derelict

Das Don doth debilitate democracy
driving a collateral wedge
deliberately dividing differences
collaborating, collapsing, and collaring
disparity amidst ever
increasing homogenization

extant within contiguous United States
across world wide web for that matter
attested by increased
spike among multiracial
amalgamated enclaves, individuals mixing,
where preponderance of melanin

generally affecting predominance
regarding increasing swarthy
naturally copper toned skin
across vast majority of heavily
Caucasian populated areas predicted
to become minority

according new statistics
located at

Derelict of Hope

My brain was in collusion

With psychosis and illusion,

No fragment of resolution

In my sinkhole of confusion,

Any leverage or bevel

Leads me towards the devil,

Now derelict of hope,

I seek sanctuary to cope.









Entry for
Eight Word Challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
4/6/2019

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