Long Pantoum Poems
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We've reviewed your resume, and...
It's only one job, after all.
...While your qualifications are impressive,...
I can always apply for another, of course.
It's only one job, after all.
...We don't have an opening for you at this time...
I can always apply for another, of course.
...We'll keep your resume on file, however...
...We don't have an opening for you at this time...
Jobs are a lot like buses, actually.
...We'll keep your resume on file, however...
If I miss this one, I'll just catch the next one.
Jobs are a lot like buses, actually.
...And we'll contact you in the future...
If I miss this one, I'll just catch the next one.
...should a job matching your qualifications open up...
Then again, if the bus drivers go on strike--
...While your qualifications are impressive...
~ I'd be toast, wouldn't I?
...We've reviewed your resume, and...
Take me out of my head with your head.
Now forgive me, but bold is my baseline.
Make no mistake I must be comfortable,
drawn in by the depth of conversation.
Now forgive me, but bold is my baseline.
I want you to taste my entire body.
Drawn in by the depth of conversation,
please take me even deeper inside.
I want you to taste my entire body,
never stopping to come up for air.
Please take me even deeper inside,
just don’t forget the way back out.
Never stopping to come up for air,
how long can you handle the pressure?
Just don’t forget the way back out,
danger smells better than protection.
How long can you handle the pressure?
Make no mistake I must be comfortable.
Danger smells better than protection,
take me out of my head with your head.
Being with you is overwhelming for
You are so much more than I am
You fill my thoughts and spill out my heart
For you are too much
You are so much more than I am
Because you are a god I dream not to hold
For you are too much
For a mortal like me
Because you are a god I dream not to hold
Because your beauty is too unearthly
For a mortal like me
And I love you so much more than I should
Because your beauty is too unearthly
You hold thousands of suns in your hands
And I love you more than I should
For you may burn me without intention
You hold a thousand suns in your hands
And I should not get close the moon within your eyes
For you may burn me without intention
And you can control the oceans and tide
And I should not get close to the moon within your eyes
Because the moon controls the raging water
And you can control the oceans and tide
And you may drown me without intention
Because the moon controls the raging water
And I cannot get to close
And you may drown me without intention
I love you so much more than I should
UNREQUITED LOVE
The seals around my heart are breaking
Long ago broken, from a heart forsaken
Years of unrequited love, has awakened
As I’m so much to blame, was mistaken
Long ago broken, from a heart forsaken
My heart has lost its rhythm and its soul
As I’m so much to blame, was mistaken
Created on fake ground has lost its goal
My heart has lost its rhythm and its soul
Heart over mind, not accepting the truth
Created on fake ground has lost its goal
Leaving my soul open to so much abuse
Heart over mind not accepting the truth
I could not, or I wouldn't read the signs
Leaving my soul open to so much abuse
Ignorant I didn’t read between the lines
I could not, or I wouldn't read the signs
You never wanted me I just couldn’t see
Ignorant I didn’t read between the lines
I always blamed you, but it was just me
You never wanted me I just couldn't see
So my heart withers, within its own pain
I always blamed you, but it was just me
All that time as trouble without any gain
So my heart withers within its own pain
Years of unrequited love, has awakened
All that time as trouble without any gain
The seals around my heart are breaking
Indiana Shaw . . . : (
I look at you with a knowing smile
Sometimes we don't even need our words
You prepare your arms for my embrace
My smile is transformed into a kiss
Sometimes we don't even need our words
I cannot take my eyes off of your lips
My smile is transformed into a kiss
The passion within begins to grow
I cannot take my eyes off of your lips
Nothing but a slave to my desire
The passion within begins to grow
We press together feeling the heat
Nothing but a slave to my desire
You prepare your arms for my embrace
We press together feeling the heat
I look at you with a knowing smile
First attempt at this form, this is a challenging one.
Thanks to Manel Gunatillake for introducing me to this form.
I remember those days when I'd pray it would rain
My heart then a vibrant flower in full bloom
I recall the drops hiding tears from unending pain
Trying to mask the scent of betrayal's perfume
My heart then a vibrant flower in full bloom
She forgave freely without regard for her sanity
Trying to mask the scent of betrayal's perfume
Her petals slowly petrify surrounded by inanity
She forgave freely without regard for her sanity
Though that flower still holds her beautiful pose
Her petals slowly petrify surrounded by inanity
They can no longer get to that perfect stone rose
Though that flower still holds her beautiful pose
I recall the drops hiding tears from unending pain
They can no longer get to that perfect stone rose
I remember those days when I'd pray it would rain
10/13/2016
Soft breaths of compassion smile down on our hearts
Sunshine lights up the moments with a gentle embrace
Whispers of passions caress spirits with love that imparts
Praise to the King of Kings captivates the angel’s grace
Sunshine lights up the moments with a gentle embrace
Echoes of laughter captivate the imagination with a glow
Praise to the King of Kings captivates the angel’s grace
Brilliant rays of insight color us in hues of hope that flow
Echoes of laughter captivate the imagination with a glow
Whispers of passions caress spirits with love that imparts
Brilliant rays of insight color us in hues of hope that flow
Soft breaths of compassion smile down on our hearts
Pantoum poetry Contest
Sponsored by D.W. Rodgers
November 20, 2020
Now, when the day is cool and new
While fragile light is still allowed
My paper captures views of you
Your eyes, the shape of shifting clouds
While fragile light is still allowed
I sketch your hair as blooming trees
Your eyes, the shape of shifting clouds
As rain replenishes the seas
I sketch your hair as blooming trees
Noting beauty by star's contrast
As rain replenishes the seas
Like amulets from journeys past
Noting beauty by star's contrast
Where mirrors stand, fractured and bent
Like amulets from journeys past
With all the futures you present
Where mirrors stand, fractured and bent
My paper captures views of you
With all the futures you present
Now, when the day is cool and new.
Re-live the nineteen-sixties? Don't! We all
imagine mop-tops, surf, free love and sun,
conveniently forgetting Watts, De Gaulle,
the Tet Offensive, Audrey Hepburn's nun.
Imagine! Mop-tops, surf, free love - and sun!
Transistor radios, Italian suits!
The Tet Offensive? Audrey Hepburn? None
of those can overshadow kinky boots!
Transistor radios. Italian suits,
the spirit of the age - la dolce vita!
No woes can overshadow kinky boots,
The Fugitive, short skirts, the parking meter!
The spirit of the age! La dolce vita!
Your Normal Joe thinks former times were "swell":
The Fugitive, short skirts, the parking meter!
To get to know Uhura, really well!
Your Normal Joe thinks former times were "swell".
He wants to join the Enterprise's crew,
to get to know Uhura really well,
and satisfy that inner yearning, too.
He wants to join the Enterprise's crew,
conveniently forgetting Watts, De Gaulle,
and satisfy that inner yearning to
re-live the nineteen-sixties. Don't we all?
Life’s a poetic juggle of the cosmos,
we dance and try to make sense of it;
At times stars align then they will cross
through it all hung up on what could be;
We dance and try to make sense of it;
Maneuvering a volatile high wire act
through it all hung up on what could be;
Secretly stumble and get up again;
Maneuvering a volatile high wire act
you move so graceful and so quick;
Secretly stumble and get up again
transforming into a poised vision;
You move so graceful and so quick
they only see the limelight’s shadow;
Transforming into a poised vision
survival can sometimes look easy;
They only see the limelight’s shadow,
at times stars align then they will cross;
Survival can sometimes look easy;
Life’s a poetic juggle of the cosmos.