In Between Poems - Poems about In Between

Foundation. In this modern world, has mankind forgotten judgment may await if one is religious? Title. The Priest talking on a Pulpit in The Great In-Between (A regal voice whispers) You do know What you do and feel in public or secret My child Writes all your life's many hidden manuscripts And follow's you like a Charles Dickens's Jacob Marley Character Into and after...

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i’ve never seen out a window ~ maybe you can help describe the scene said the blind man to Siri ~ asking her to throw light on his life’s dream a chatbot overheard Siri’s muteness ~ and typed I see what she means ...

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Scarlet sun peeks through a slit in darkling storm clouds. Butterflies go home. Sky meets sea at plum border as pink moon trails, in order. ...

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I am the unseen titan who stands with a height so vast. I am the bridge, the body, the threshold. In stories tales and film of some dull design. As ones passes leaving behind there shell upon there last touch of comfort opposed to the hands of grief holding on to what must change and...

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In between Between the cognitive and the dissonance Between the lover and the loved Cradled in the arms of Vishnu I am the infinite possibility Between states of matter is where I hold my potential I crave to be held but who’s hands are big enough to hold infinity Perhaps it’s a matter of bravery rather than scale The...

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Will he be visiting you with more than a lump of coal? (A dark voice whispers) Love and loneliness Unspoken dreams of romance and broken hearts Shall have no reunion But instead Like fettered beasts to the slaughterhouse They will stare foolishly into the distance As they are abandoned, Pleading for hope and a new companion For deaden souls...

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There was love in phases. Phase I – Korean Cultural Center, Delhi It was wrapped in the kimbap, served with soy sauce on the side – only one had to ask for it. We wanted to hold hands, and keep holding – only one had to ask for it. Love came, saw us with the kimbap, and left, without asking first, empty-stomached. Phase...

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When Reality Hits A Homerun, Situations Get Real Defending My Heart, I Refuse to Kneel My Dragon, My Beast Please Help Me Heal For The Rejection Was Not A Prescient Projection Like a Tainted Injection Creating Injuries to My Purported Soul Damn Burnt Bridges, Forfeited Toll Thank You For Teaching Me That Your Love Was Inconsistent Causing a Galling Dent Seeking Selfish Ambitions making...

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There might be those who sail through life And never hit a snag, While others plod along or fight, Each day another drag. For most of us, it’s in between, A balance, I suppose, With lovely highs in opposition To the awful lows. So much is out of our control And we can never guess What ups or downs tomorrow holds To bring us joy or...

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All my dreams are dead They could not bring me success No security...

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In between rain drops of nimbostratus skies, he sheds salty tears at our ocean's demise.. Sharks with their peculiar odd strides, dead sea lions and whales wash in on oily tides.. Deep in the jungle where the lions abide, he hears the baby elephants cries. Alone, now orphaned from dawn til dusk, their mother's slaughtered to sell the tusks.. Acres of forests rich...

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The in between years The un-handed mallet, laying without consience. The smiling, changing expression of freinds past, in defiance. That moment, sinking amongst dead feathers. The call of the clock stagnant, without any treasures. Amongst the rustling mildew leaves a bird, black, yellow beaked ! That smile , i knew, in the dark times, leaden, in hours oh so bleak. What of...

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Winter's subtle brush and Spring's balmy stroke On ragged frost to glossy flowers Will on with the heaven's wheel go— A passing through your new older hours, The sun's condolences, for dark power. As you've preened birdsong into my fear, Your beauty's long and lasting ear— My heart's breakthrough, tissues finally shed Its life pulsing; pushing things; other years— Vibrations only after freezing's...

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Owls fly back toward the dark. I hear the phantom tread of first light, the tramp and scurry of predators and prey passing, this way and that through the in-between. Those who watch from the hidden camps, of hide and seek, listen to a broken silence, as it transpires to a tangible skin of green noise. A pre-dawn walk ends in a parking lot, listening...

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I'd wasted the hours between midnight and dawn, By dreaming of places where I did not belong. Kept recalling the words of an old country song, About loving and life and all that can go wrong. Woke up on the new morn ...

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