Sad Imagism Poems

When I gasp for the last of breath
And take tentative steps to death,
Way-lost, unsure wither to go, 
Baffled, fallen short of your faith,
  ...

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Let me tell you a little story
On how I ended up in purgatory
It happened right after I died
And scales of judgement could not decide
The life...

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TITLE: SOBER

It's over but 

Keeps coming over

One after another

Sober thoughts

Drained

Down

Sad ladder 

Rising to blaze

Blades amazes

Eating 

Void

Thoughts

Burning

Ablaze

Quenching

Inner fire

Get out of mercy

Self denials

Emerged

Established

Addiction

Illusion

Consumption

Destruction

Cells

Wrinkles

Surface

Ageing without race

No place to...

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  unschooled
  in pride
  sweeping 
  debris
  under tables
  into corners
  as if
  it didn’t matter
 ...

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The moon illuminated the scenery of crisis
Leaving my hands on my sweating face, as my eyes fade in hypnosis.
I see life at a glance,
Sweet and...

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Concepts From The Thoughts Of The Old Beggar

And well it seems
That your horse rides well
In this sad world with me

In the flicker of a light,
In...

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REQUIEM
  nothing-
   then silence,
   sad faces!
   then tears,
    emotion,
    regret-
  ...

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drip, 
      drip,
      drip...
heartbreak 
      from sad of eyes. 
hushed...

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or a poison dosimetric
juxtaposed drop by drop
that you ingest absorbed
while your mind wanders
between little or nothing
that you can absorb
of the arguments you despise.

or a flexible...

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On the hill, a mother 
is desperate to nurse babies
who have gone still and silent, 
with milk they'll never take

She knows they are not sleeping...

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I look at the green crocodile balls placed in handcrafted bamboo basket
They look ripe and tempting.
The snake skinned vendor looks at me with hopeful eyes
His...

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There is a mist, it rolls like a blanket covering the forest floor
Soft, like gossamer
caressing, warm, damp
a lover’s touch, it strokes the ground
searching the shapes,...

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If there were no bad days, we would never realise the value of good ones
If we are never sad, we will never appreciate the joy...

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Hollow eyes
Sagging skin
Wounds undressed
Ashes strewn about
                his feet
A tremor 
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sad 
blue 
spruce
too
thin
no 
use
~
silent
snow
flakes 
floating
down
adorn
her in
white 
gossamer 
gown


written 10th December 2020

Premier Contest Imagism
Sponsor Brian Strand
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