Short Afterthoughts Poems

N atural niceties
A ffectionate afterthoughts in the afternoon
T antilising textures
U nderstanding the unseen
R epeated splendidness in the morning mist
E ssential oxygenated environment...

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Come via 
moon gate. I will meet
you at midnight.

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Only in halfway 
house, I will find you
in dark.

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O my firefly,
why have you come
to a wingless bird in dusk ?


Satish Verma...

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Thought pictures,a whispered voice,ideas fly free on unfettered wings of forgotten will,drift to the surreal, an illusive pastime of creativity in reflections of afterthoughts of yesterdays in tomorrow's imagination...

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The automobile breezes
down the liquorice whip,
nonpareil dotted roadway
as the searing sun strobes lances
through the frozen forest;
piercing projections, phospheneal auras,
dance as retinal afterthoughts 
within the cornea of man....

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It's nice to know I made you cry
My afterthoughts were right all along
Too slow; you were way too slow to realize
Pride comes after a fall as it does before
Ha! Look at you now
Look up at me now and keep begging
I'm feeding off of it...

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Billows of druff marmalade
through my afterthoughts.
Only the course remains of a light heart 
Carries us to salvation.
Begin with the sound of the drums. 
Take your first step.
Breathe through your nose.
Believe in the world you have created....

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I'm going to leave my mark on all of these walls
I am becoming a ghost in my own life
Screaming running through the halls the vigor of my youth waltzing in shadow  far behind me
Afterlife afterthoughts am I haunted or haunting
Do you see me in your dreams
Let's dance to my madness love



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daybreak grounds me
the horizon blushes
an end to night's passion
as the dawn unfolds my dreams

it seems
you own my mind
all my thoughts tumble
like autumn leaves
in winded breaths
whispered through darkness

i dance gracefully 
in memories of you
blushed with a desire
i cannot explain
and linger
in the afterthoughts
as day breaks...

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You helped me put a name to a face,

And I kept my phone on like a porchlight,

For you to run home to when you just couldn't decide.


But that was before our glitter turned to dust,

and my words still fueled giggles before your mistrust,

It was good before you learned to burn in your afterthoughts.


So I won't jump start this car if you don't force shut this down,

I think you owe this to yourself now, my friend....

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The drifts move their white weight
as if the heaps themselves
were snowplows.

Again the sky dumps afterthoughts,
the packed mounds are remodeled
under new wind-plantings.

When the land is a white-out,
perception seeks color,
every dot of pigmentation
creates a brilliant question mark
on a blank field.

There are freely moving ghosts
in the swirling air.
I listen to the roof creaking,
as they land
looking for their sky-blue eye....

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Dawn rose on blue misty mountains, and matching blue sky;
And it wasn't very long, before bluebells caught my eye.
The bluejays sang sunshine, all around the morning glory,
As blue butterflies flitted about, the peacock territory!

Blue dragonflies crept on leaves, off to an odd somewhere,
The world was covered in blue, although hardly yet aware!
Coneflowers and grape hyacinths, danced to forget-me-nots,
And sun turned slowly golden, as if nature's afterthoughts....

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Frightening virus never heard and seen
A big stumbling block to learning domain
Fixing the student to the gadget’s screen
Throwing challenges on learner to attain 
All other alternatives went in vain
Mentors and learners are at their own spots
Wi-Fi brings both together for their slots
Learn on their own effort is horrible
None for them to clarify afterthoughts
Pray the Lord, for them make it possible.


DIZAIN Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Emile Pinet 
Date: 13/10/2020...

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Like a late afternoon afterthought,
a sudden, heavy downpour drenches
and floods the parched marshland.

Here and there, across what once was 
a mirror lake, wet grasses cast swaying, 
tapering shadows in the dying light.


As the skyline fades into the twilight,
exultations throaty and raucous echo
from new puddles, fresh waterholes.

Shrill jubilations of insects and night birds
fill the air, rejoicing over a sense of rebirth
in the aftermath of a rainy afterglow!


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keeper of the dawn,  whispers in my ear,

"it is time to let go"

with billowing smoke of afterthoughts,
excuses cloud visions most clear:

readying to shroud themselves once more
behind drawn curtains woven in Love's insights -
so as not to be seen or understood from again...

for faith walks in the shadow of light,
in darknesses alone...

its legs are trust that coast it forward,
as its hands grasp for support in anything while it flows
for trust is still wanting as it is yet to let go!...

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