Short Absentia Poems
Short Absentia Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Absentia by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Absentia by length and keyword.
Still Standing
in absentia
the old house
still standing...
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Categories:
absentia, age,
Form:
Haiku
Trump Goes Missing
whatever
a welcome lessening of blether
in absentia
it's now outside the tent you are....
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Categories:
absentia, abuse, trust,
Form:
Clerihew
Of Absentia
imagining life
without him
drawing a blank
AP: 3rd place 2023
Posted on August 29, 2018...
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Categories:
absentia, change, emotions, future, journey, life, loss, relationship,
Form:
Senryu
Warning From An Old Man
Be careful whom you accuse of dementia
For you may be the one soon in absentia
written September 27, 2021...
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Categories:
absentia, health,
Form:
Couplet
Keepsake of Life
In absentia, when all shades would fade;
fluttering wind would carry
your words of love - only
06.04.2017...
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Categories:
absentia, beautiful, love, memory, words,
Form:
Kimo
In Absentia
He rules “in absentia”
For he has taught
Real lessons
For real times
To real people
Asking only
That they
Do likewise....
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Categories:
absentia, appreciation, life, mentor,
Form:
Free verse
Absentia
Sometimes…
our greatest pleasure
is the absence of pain
As often…
the best thing that can happen
—is nothing at all
(Dreamsleep Pennsylvania: September, 2019)...
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Categories:
absentia, pain,
Form:
Free verse
Dementia
Dementia
Haiku by: Tom
1/31/2022
In absentia,
our minds no longer recall.
Leads to dementia.
“Memory is the diary we all carry about with us.”
Oscar Wilde
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Categories:
absentia, health, memory,
Form:
Haiku
Winter - In Absentia
Grass in the meadow
so brittle and brown
Landscape just as bleak
throughout the small town
When it's Winter's turn
to take the stage
It would be polite of Autumn
to turn the page...
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Categories:
absentia, autumn, color, winter,
Form:
Rhyme
In Absentia
the caress of your absence is bittersweet
its perfume lingers in the night
while dreams of us dance in my head
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~LOVE BITS AND BITES~ 2023
AP: Honorable Mention 2023
Posted on December 8, 2022...
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Categories:
absentia, absence, dance, longing, love, night,
Form:
Free verse
Thought's Aroused
Most days, my thoughts
Are consumed by phantom pugilism
With things that once were
But long in absentia.
I re-trace the missteps,
That became teaching tools,
In the grandeur of life;
My unspoiled moments,
The fourth dimension has purloined,
Leaving me to mark time
With no pronounced purpose....
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Categories:
absentia, angst, life,
Form:
Free verse
Limerick: Once a Bold Billionaire From Ma-Lays-She-Ah
Limerick: Once a bold billionaire from Ma-Lays-She-Ah
Once a bold billionaire from Ma-Lays-She-Ah*
Bought up politicos to militia
They put his money to work
Called him a right proper jerk
Now he pulls rickshaws barefoot in absentia.
• Read also as: “Ma-Lays-He-Ah”
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013...
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Categories:
absentia, humorous, satire,
Form:
Limerick
Too Busy
In the hub of action
strangers’ faces
pass by in a blur
rushing and racing
too busy to connect
smiles in absentia
their on switch off
most probably
conserving energy
overwhelmed
exhausted
barely keeping up
with the pace
of living
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE TIME WE ARE GIVEN~ 2023
AP: 2nd place 2022
Posted on May 9, 2019...
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Categories:
absentia, life, work,
Form:
Free verse
Thoughts Aroused
Thought’s Aroused
Written by: Tom Wright
9/13/2012
Most days, my thoughts
Are consumed by phantom pugilism
With things that once were
But long in absentia.
I re-trace the missteps,
That became teaching tools,
In the grandeur of life;
My unspoiled moments,
The fourth dimension, has purloined,
Leaving me to mark time
With no pronounced purpose;
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Categories:
absentia, death, life,
Form:
Free verse
Porcelain Midnight
Indebted to defining darkness
a fortress of pained souls crying a chorus
fearless and bonded by religious rites
reviving the dada movement fueled by absinthe
driven by inertia in absentia calling forth
dementia dripping with sorrow
and steeped in anxiety to say nothing at all
as smooth as glass pitch black as night
my self loathing pity is as to death
as porcelain is to midnight...
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Categories:
absentia, imagination, on writing and words, song-
Form:
Free verse