Interchangeable Poems | Examples

REFLECT

Reflection 
Describes how one is seen
Shows your opposite gene,
In the light of day, I see the smiles 
Spreading around, bring it for a while.

Ends up, we all fake it, it seems
It was a reflection of what the world wanted to be seen 
Interchangeable we grief
Leaving the past a mirror of our relief

With every step on this winding road,
I shed my burdens, I lighten the load.
Through valleys deep and mountains tall,
My heart beats louder, I dare to call.

All in all,
The one reflection was a darkened
recall to the unreal Yarkand 
Far from all, I placed the mirror and 
What lies ahead, a mystery veiled,
In fragile hopes, my heart is sailed.

With every beat, my heart reveals,
The essence of what deeply feels
With every turn, a lesson learned,
Embracing each flame, my spirit burned

Describes how one is seen
Shows your opposite gene,
In others’ eyes, a glimpse of me,
Together, we find what it means to be free.

All in all 
The one reflection was a darker me

Consciousness

Within the dark mystery of evening,
he listens to two interchangeable discourses 
One the gentle persuader, the other, life's ultimate blamer. 
Troubled by these seething exchanges, 
both conscious and unconscious currents resound,
As the master's inner thoughts boom,
pounding into  trails of indecision
with wired quizzes on his mind.

In silence, he weighs dark and light perspectives-
question left unanswered in the din
of reflection, 
and through gradual flow of spontaneous musings, 
Logic nags his cerebral strains-
scientific, structured assessment of matters which do not really matter...

Somehow, amid the debate where reason pauses with the fragile voice of instinct, the heart remains silent 
offering gentle hunches revealing the
wisdom born from honesty,  truth...

Slowly, this inner prompting arises 
as the master in quiet introspection 
realizes: the mind can lie , pride is ego- based ...but the heart,  can it in conscience cope with deceit?

I miss

NOTE: Sedoka syllable count is interchangeable
Ichikatauta: 
5-7-5
Nikatauta: 
5-7-5
Sedokada: 
5-7-7
5-7-7
SETUP: I was THE baby ~~0~~ They were MY babies
   The Passed                         My Past

my siblings called me 
the walking problem maker
 ~ I'm the problem child
my kids once called me 
the walking problem solver
 ~ I am the problem
 ~ be better sitters
they are to resolve ~ failure
I win ~ +movies ~ they lose
 ~ be better parents
they are to resolve ~ failure
I lose ~ objectives they win

~~0~~

I miss long ago
to be called a brat again
and useless to them
I miss recently
to be told thanks dad again
can you help me dad
benefits I ~ had
they have all passed on ~ but me
their absence ~ is now my void
benefits I ~ have
they have all moved on ~ from me
ocean parts ~ but not our hearts

*to my wife and son who are now with my family

Little Toy Brick Man

for your information
I am not a little toy brick man
with U shaped hands
and interchangeable heads
but the world I live in
is

In Memory Of

I like to think
that if I can think it
there is way

somehow

someway

the then and now
interchangeable

each palm
holding a kingdom

the weight of my
heart would suffice

Baby Steps

When people talk about traveling to the past they worry about radically 
changing the present by doing something small.  But rarely do they think about doing something small, to radically change the future. 


Baby steps are important because they are much more achievable 
then giant mountains or far away stars that cannot be touched
Short term goals are comforting to an individual 
when the long term goal is still in progress, but out of reach 
A sprint runner at a short distance race
has more powerful glutes, calves and quads to propel them forward 
and gives them more time to build stamina, before the big marathon
Leave a tempting trail, activate cruise control, hold a hand 
Wear comfy shoes and just start walking 
When people think about the future, they think its already set 
but it can be interchangeable, with one single step ahead. 
Be progressive and advance onwards one baby step at a time 
sooner than later your future will align,  
and you will get there when, its your time to shine.

Making Out

Her head was on last night.
She has many different heads -
there interchangeable.

She's no potato head though
just a figure of speech and expression
with lots of playful parts.

When her heads not on
it's difficult to get to know her
her mouth turns into a moth 
chasing moonbeams.

Eventually her head stays put
then I impatiently construct imaginary
love scenes
while she sips red wine
through red lips (slightly bored as usual).

I hurriedly cobble together odd bits of fabrication
out of unprintable words,  
sometimes she helps
sometimes she runs around
screaming:
"For God's sake do better."
Then I get mad
and change her face.

We're just a normal couple
neither of us are content until
we disassemble our reality completely.

Often we don't know who we are.
Those times are the best.

Absurdity

Lo, Meursault, the hero, of the novel, 'the outsider',
Is spun by absurdity, like the web of a spider.

Neither religion nor society does affect him,
Nor does anything like Faith and Hope make him sing a hymn.

Takes truths compatible like peanut, jelly, or butter,
Or simply interchangeable like a knife or cutter...

He admits his widowed mother in a home for the aged,
When she seeks his filial fondness he's fiercely enraged.

His mother's demise, like an orphan, does not affect him,
Not mourning for her, with his girlfriend, he enjoys a swim.

He's not sad, about murdering someone, for no reason,
His darling finds another; he doesn't feel her act treason.

He spends his time in prison working, eating, and sleeping,
He lives like a wooden log; no system; no timekeeping.

He takes his capital punishment too, just like a feast,
One could see his existence ending like that of a beast...!


08 May 2023
Couplet Poetry Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sotto Poet

You Make It Hard To Sleep

You make it hard to sleep without you, 
anticipation feels like chaotic lines; 
My pulse has become arbitrary 
devoid of a purpose to persist; 

Anticipation feels like chaotic lines 
interchangeable beginning and end; 
Devoid of a purpose to persist, 
alone I toss and turn in bed; 

Interchangeable beginning and end 
my pulse has become arbitrary; 
Alone I toss and turn in bed,
you make it hard to sleep without you.

In Someone Else

I believe we all,
Have a dark side.
   I have, more than once,
I swam against the tide.
 
   Some of us keep the
Dark side in our head.
   Some of us go where,
Others dared to tread.

   Deep inside the head where,
Dark thoughts should be.
   Deep down in the darkness,
So, no one can see.

   We all have a demon,
That rules our hell.
   We have all experienced
A dry spell.

   All of us have
A good angel.
   The demon and angel
Are interchangeable.

   We must surely have
A secret to keep.
   I know still waters
Run deep.

   We all have a unique
Personal story.
   Most of us have taken
A personal inventory.
 
   Some seek the dark,
Others the light.
   Some play in the day,
Others play at night.

   Some have extra jokers,
Other cards up their sleeve.
   Some do not care,
Others believe.

   The key is finding
Happiness in one's self.
   You can't find happiness
In someone else.

    Turbo1904

Equatio

and there were those parts unknown
haunted places as they say
and the figures that parade there
turn every lament into our thought
it's inside us this dark
huge and empty hallways
and along them the connecting rooms
deception interchangeable parts
icy palace where illusion dwells
I could have harbored better feelings
something I'm sincerely proud of
at the time of final accounting
but I searched inside 
and only found profanation
I asked where it ended up
what i believed to be purity
but it's probably out of date
or maybe it has already been desecrated too

Light Vs Dark

Behind the light, there is darkness.
Behind the darkness, there is light.
Controversial light.
Forever interchangeable depth.

A shield protects and blocks out the other.
Forbidding one from exposing the other.

High and almighty I raise my shield.
Protect and hide.
For without it,
With only one strong and mighty blow,
A crack shall appear and expose such controversy.
Light into darkness.
Darkness into light.
Forever exposed and changed.

Ketchna

Where is Ketchna?
It is in orbit around some mother
Pass the ketchup please 

                       In Ketchna
In Ketchna they hang their socks in chimneys
Waiting for them to turn white
A satanic hex will cost you more in Winter
The local gypsy witch has itchy fingers
She steals socks and little children
Frost grows on her pointed nose 
The letter B is interchangeable with W
But a witch is still a witch in Ketchna

A noose swings her by the neck
For hanging around doing nothing

Girls in the village ride ponies into church
Some pronounce their vows without sound
They are not there to say prayers
You can count on that before the rosaries

Sheep are not allowed to form crowds
Leave that to the undertaker
Animals must wipe their feet before leaving
According to the mat on the floor ordinance

Ketchna has outhouses with corn
Horns come as a warning of boredom 
Use rubber gloves as you enter
You will never be bored before you are born
It makes perfect sense to bring paper

Autumn Promises

autumn promises embrace the silence, melting away bitterness, awakening the brilliance of peace in the shadows of His grace - Quote by Poet


Syllable based – 5-3-5

harvest heals the heart
leaves dancing
hues of faith and hope

Word based 3-5-3

orange and gold
breath love upon the soul
prayers and psalms





Lune (Mixed Pair) Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
October 17, 2021



Two mixed originals of a new form of haiku known as 'Lune'. There are two different versions of this non-rhyming form, each follows a strict structured format that is not interchangeable.

First, there is the syllable-based, 5-3-5 version, second, is the word-based, 3-5-3 version. Create Lunes of each version, one-time-only, bearing a shared theme of your choice.

Industrial-Revolution

During the United States’ industrial revolution,
Eli Whitney invented interchangeable parts;
Identical components that could be substituted one for another.

This creation was made for machine— 
weapons
cars
and other mechanical mysteries. 
This isn't the case today.

Hips are interchangeable. 
Legs are interchangeable.
Hands and fingers are interchangeable.
Hearts are interchangeable.
Now, not only with man, 
but also with machine.

I can’t imagine it will be long before
software updates are reprogramming us,
instead of the devices we hold in our hands.
That we electrocute when wet,
and overheat when used for a long duration of time.
That we can recharge by cord
and turn on and off with the simple click of a button.

A small advancement, interchangeable parts were,
yet they contributed to further blurring the lines
between man and machine.

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