Discards Poems

Remembering Through Journeying

...It’s caught up, always, in those little things:
street corners, half-familiar: shop facades:
it’s not so much expansive boulevards
as rain-worn roofs which pluck the silvery strings
of sorrow. Pa...

I no longer know Beauty

...I
forget—
like how leaves forget their tree
once autumn called them free.
Moments slip and leave
an unsettling void
for dreams to flourish.
Uninvited, wearing
the mask of memory.

A fiction...

They Come And Go

...
“The seasons of all things hold much in store;
for life brings death- which brings new life once more.”
                                                _by Poet

There, in my window...

Words We Cannot Escape

...


“Words We Cannot Escape”

Words we can no longer speak

we tap dance over keys 
bruised blackly numb
Winter palette in hand 
Autumn now gone 

across white-washed n...

Field of Forgiveness

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Written: December 04, 2024, For Contest, Sponsored by: Ink Empress
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A grimacing goon
in a destructive drug-driven delirium 
face...

Gentle Little Lamb

...

   Shaking her wet ears, uncertain 
   How her purpose may be best served
   Stagger concealed in immersion
   Shown the pasture that she deserved

   
   Frolicking safely within a flock
...

A String, A Stick, A Stone

...
     a morsel of this
       a crumb of that
     a string, a stick, a stone
       
     a robin scours around
       the nearby ground ~
     discards make her nest a home
...

At the edge of madness, when shadows become extensions of being and not mere imprints

...At the edge of madness, when shadows become extensions of being and not mere imprints,
We glimpse the overwhelming truth and profound simplicity of life, like a crystalline mirror,
Reflecting not j...

House of Cards

...You say you need a strong foundation, my friend? 
On a god or guru, you cannot depend.
It is empty and false, and I beg your pard,  
But, it will all fall down just like a house of cards.

Don’t...

LOVING MUSIC TO LIFE'S FINAL PEACEFUL RESPITE

...
Come cover me with taffeta blue and and my cello's hue
and let the warmth rub onto you
when they join the cotton of my handkerchief
Nature's discards in their pure state are put to good use

I...

Memory Has a Selective Ring

...Memory has a selective ring
    lets slip unpleasant things 

  Basks midst prism's colors, prelude to first light 
    discards unlit alleys, moon-less nights...

In the Beginning

...In the beginning
what we may call noumena
from a singularity unfathomable 
the very first outpouring of God’s breath
created what we now see as vastness of space

but what space is we y...

Dead Star Compass

...
"Dead Star Compass" 


When you’ve lost 
your entire world 
and there’s no return,
you either fold your cards
or join the Legion.

we fought 
on the front lines.

th...

Lit

...
“Lit” 

discards 
find another way
to light up a life

mothers displaced
in Crazyland 
shoot smiles

into the hearts
of their best 
and worst dreams

tinder burns ...

World Will Be Humane Again

...In God’s own world so humane once
Blood flows thick as incensed streams
Bullets rip through the buds of dream 
The homeless drift as alien discards
Terror flares up in the fanatic hearths
Lives ...

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