Impasse Poems - Poems about Impasse

they say actions speak louder than innuendos so true and when you speak in riddles know that your subtleties are lost on me i'm left not knowing how to feel so if my responses seem anything but direct i admit that it is absolutely so i'm often in a quandry and have no words to say AP: 3rd place 2025 ...

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The truth is there are “Very fine people on both sides” (and of course scoundrels on both sides too) Because that’s the way people are Good and bad, sometimes both Depending on context. It’s been this way in every conflict From World Wars to local elections, Family squabbles and schoolyard brawls. And it’s how it will always be Which should give us all...

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Love Impasse I am not ashamed to say it— I trace demons of you in the stars— perhaps because I cry at your abandon, for once, you were the riddle in my bones. But do I blame? No—I should have known where our paths split, where an anxious exit waited slyly— maybe I, too, left constellations behind. I rarely trust simplicity of things thanks to your abandon. All I...

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Still wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along outer limits of the edge of night doth blog passivity, the path of least resistance ohm my dog, shocking voltage amply surges an emphatic YES, verboten fruit adrip with succulent juices as eggnog, a legitimately valid reason and rhyme to...

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We are at an impasse There's nothing I can say at this point I think you're better off if I just go away I tried to talk to you Just to explain how I feel I try my best to keep it real But you don't hear me when I tell you I'm sad and I miss you You only see complaints being...

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marooned -- unwhole as i am a piece of me missing adrift in its emptiness throbbing in angst furious at the impending silence yet clinging to it like i never want it to lift hovering in limbo -- life being too short to be caught in this game of catch-22 AP: Honorable Mention 2023 Posted on March 23, 2023...

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I am not ashamed to say it— I revisit you—perhaps because you discarded me and you meant something to me. But do I blame? No—I should have seen where there was an easy exit— and perhaps it was me that discarded you. I am not sure of simple things anymore. All I am sure of is that I love you— and have loved...

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Wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along the edge of night doth blog passivity, the path of least resistance ohm my dog, shocking voltage surges an emphatic YES, verboten fruit adrip with succulent juices as eggnog, a legitimately valid reason and rhyme to flog reprobate yours truly figuratively emasculate, thee...

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I always imagined things would have changed we would have moved on yet here we are loggerheads impasse still If enough pressure is applied to a bad situation pressure builds up and sometimes the dam breaks Ninette: 1/2/3/4/5/4/3/2/1 Note: playing with the form, all well here! :-)...

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Painfully shy schoolboy and girl break long, awkward silence with small talk. The classmates flash sheepish smiles... with nervous giggles here and there. Both too timid...

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Ego borne conflict having arisen, no resolution seems to be in sight, with one participant spewing poison, the other unwilling to call day, night. Hearts divided needing the healing light but the light too is seen by sight divine, for those and those only who do align and so the remedy of no avail, as both souls languish in pain self assigned, unable to...

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Just me and mine shadow doth blog passivity, the path of least resistance oh my dog, an emphatic YES, a legitimately valid reason and rhyme to flog yours truly (figurative emasculation), thee catchword to hog immediate attention, see above named poem title the best idea to expound upon, while attempting creative juices to jog all mein kampf, I felt like a bump on a...

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courtesy sharp pointed objects (that string of words doth hoop fully connive fist (cuffed) around handles of knife discounting divorce (from wife) i.e. remaining uncoupled mandated eventually note hissed unbridled love and apology toward thee missus and progeny who forever did blacklist das scribe, how objectionable now, he profusely kissed mouth of other voluptuous (zoftig) older women (consensually, flatteringly, indiscriminately) and amazingly enough spouse did insist to forgive, boot never...

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My oars were broken I couldn't sail, I was at an impasse, alone but you came along and mended me, with your craftsmanship, now we are in sync sailing together as one, in the ocean blue Contest: Metaphor Of Love Poem Sponsor: Bobby May 11/5/19...

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Sometimes words fail As change bleeds blood Thoughts now derail In drowning flood In impasse here Dry sultry feel Touch feels unclear Words fail to thrill A roadblock sign Tells tedious streak A force now blind Binds yet wit weak Surge of lost cause In misty mind A broken course Drifts debris grind A crooked reach Beyond mere fit Spikes each to each Beyond mad wit And in the end This broken way Can now attend Impasse like...

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