Object To Poems - Poems about Object To

A Passing Object

for who i am right now,
i'm but the result of someone's monstrous generosity
first they would show you the bright colors
and later sink their teeth into your skin
was it a cactus hidden among the flowers?
or was it a snake in the lake?
this poet couldn't differentiate as
they both share their thorn and fangs with you
and for so

My Honour, So I Object

Today I have no counsel.
No mouthpiece carved from conscience,
no briefcase of softened truths,
no evidence to prove innocence.

Just me— the accused,
standing in the ribcage of a collapsing courtroom,
where the gavel echoes like a gunshot in a cathedral.

But I will speak in a voice stitched from landfill smoke
and the static of forgotten warnings.
Because this is about honour.

optimal object of meditation

the hermits gathered, exchanging notes
each had searched for the truth but had failed
so they conferred, sharing their heart’s emotes 
dismayed that the light within had now paled 

the first hermit’s meditation was earth
solidity we need to keep us grounded
control over matter, enhancing self-worth
yet by form bounded and by fears confounded

the second hermit mediated on water
subtler

I, Object

How many stories need retelling 
for this object to achieve sentimental value?

Does importance have an expiration date 
that’s reached when no one‘s left to gather in celebration?

How many years must elapse 
before this object becomes a family heirloom?

Does perpetuating an affiliation to the past 
become burdensome to those living in the present?

How many memories are

Object permanence

It's dark in here; but I'll hang
I should feel fear; I'm too young to understand such a thing
Why do I miss your touch? I was a child; you were a teen—
Life found no victim, just an object.
Your reject taught me things from 3 till 9.
Never had a childhood that was actually mine, 
Oh, mother, why

Object

They touch me inside and out
They twist and turn me all around
I feel locked in 
And trapped out 
I can be small Or large
I can be pressed and barged
I have no space 
And i'm stuck in one place 
I break when were robbed
im a door knob

The bane of my existence and the object of my desire

"You're the Bane of my existence and the object of my desire", I could never tell you that, these words could describe what I feel for you but only incorrectly. You could never be the Bane of my existence, because I feel blessed to have known you, I feel honoured to have had the great

Pick An Object In The Room 2nd

On a painted wall
In a dark brown frame
A photo is shown 
One Evergreen tree
Standing in water
Across from this tree
Is a small patch of land
With three Evergreen trees
In a huge body of water
Or a large river
With the land showing
On both sides trees
With a mountain view

Pick An Object In the Room

In a room I'm in
     I scan with my eyes
     To pick an object
     I make my choice
  
     It's a Zen bunny
     Sitting crossed legged
     Paws laid flat relaxed

The Object

How many objects were there?
And of those that remain.
Then from the great Moon
An ageless quote came.
About an unknown led goat.
The swan song was not played.
A Small Obelisk of note.
Rock And Roll Hall of Fame.

Unidentified Flying Object Abducted Yours Truly,

Unidentified flying object abducted yours truly,... 

a willing experimental subject 
to escape untenable married life.

Upon falling into a deep slumber, 
the following subconscious 
somnambulant scenario arose 
allowing, enabling, and providing 
temporary alleviation from 
outa harried married state.  
   
Out of a tendency to be impetuous, 
and oblivious to danger, 
I voluntarily let

Identified Flying Object

I thought I saw a mysterious glitch
A strange apparition in the night sky
At first, I assumed it must be a witch
On a broomstick making a quick fly-by,
Then, I observed her twinkling light
Which burst into flame, leaving a trail
And just as quickly ended her flight,
Now I know it was a comet without fail
From a distant galaxy

Artifact, Object, Doodad, Dingus

I wish to possess an artifact,
or possibly an object.
There are spaces

     in this poem,

gaps in this thing, these lines.
So do we not need an item,
or some kind of body?
How about an article?
If there are spaces, gaps, holes,
we do require something to fill
those spaces, those

     gaps, those

 

Select Correct Object

here is her object
provide books we should select
which has been correct

miracles marry
in Dolly Partin Library
home books can carry

conflicts need to face
we will want a for certain place
with much style and grace

communion not serve
they sure have a lot of nerve
threw her for a curve

after a great search
find a place where God does perch
He is in their

Object Abject

I shiver
when in the trash
I notice a flower
abandoned
equal to object,
abject...

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