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Idling Poems - Poems about Idling


Aboard This Idling Time

Canada geese arrowing south,
Black-op's drone's hum overhead,
their silhouettes caught in the last blush
of a winter sun.

Old woman
sweeping gray hair back into gold
as she bends to a labor
only her eyes remember.

I am going to sell-up,
take this patch of land,
and farm myself out
as a useless yellow hound
for kids to miss
every time
I stupidly kill myself.

The days are chained
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Categories: idling, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberIdling On Edge

in the sinews of my mind
there's not much place for logic
the heart rules with an iron fist
and passions stirred do simmer

i don't care much for chaos
but these are the cards i'm dealt



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Posted on September 27, 2022
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Categories: idling, anxiety, longing, surreal,
Form: Free verse



Idling

"Idling"



Cool cold froth
slides across their pages
they whirl their congratulatory comments
like pucks across ice crystal cut sharp and precise 
waiting for return compliments
basting their words with oily accomplishment
slick and to strict recipe
baking like fat turkeys 
with temperatures
mild and appetites easily 
assuaged

How does a person come to this?


They think of words and throw them
to the wolves like
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Categories: idling, imagery, muse, psychological, symbolism,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberHad I Not In My Idling

Had I not in my idling
neglected you;
neglected morning carol;
neglected evening requiem;

neglected the unforeseen 
whimsy of words,
the nitty-gritty of my
most solemn soul,   

sooner could have been
release from bondage,
levee collapsing revelation,
my poems.

July 28, 2013
Kathryn Collins
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Categories: idling, writing,
Form: Free verse

Idling

Certainly you'll need time to
           Break out of the life of
                   Nothing
               
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Categories: idling, life,
Form: Free verse



Premium MemberBlack Hole Idling

faithful to death?
faithful to threats?faithful to standards 
nobody has met...
say for one-

stars collapse become blackholes
where nothing escapes... 
beauty and blight 
wisdom and ignorance 
an infinite mass,
swirling on the head of a pin-

how the *ell can you discern one from the other...
are you false prophetess 
nanny to rabid children
or just a patriot to your idling god.
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Categories: idling, children, visionary,
Form: Free verse

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