Short Anticlimactic Poems

If you know that you can,
do you really still have to

With uncertainty gone,
does incentive still thrive

Must you then prove to others,
what you know beyond measure

Is it anticlimactic
—once the bee leaves the hive

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)...

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If you know that you can,
  do you really still have to

With uncertainty gone,
  does incentive still live

Must you then prove to others,
  what you know beyond measure

Is it anticlimactic,
—once the bee leaves the hive

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)...

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Galactic Warming
By Desiree Espinoza	

Galactic times we live in today
Galactic advances lend itself to practice ways

Galactic issues must among the human race
Are we tactic with these problems we face?

Galactic days are here forever
Lactating and spawning pollution and anticlimactic weather...

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The day after Christmas is always a little 
anticlimactic the gifts opened – the wrappings 
and ribbons all tidied, although a few gifts 
may arrive late and our Boxing Day guests 
may add a few.

But we're past the solstice, 
days will slowly get longer
and the moon rising over 
the valley’s leafless trees
was a bit over half-full 
– kinda like my mood. 
...

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it didn't help
that he was an artist
an actual, painting artist 
I stole his stencils
to demonstrate a metaphor
but he swore 
that I betrayed him
but I craved him
I craved his closure
and he craved his canvas - me
with his stencils in my hands
I hoped
not for an apology.. no..
but just to retrace his history
gathering this anticlimactic moment
me
painting 
him


                                                  to be continued . . ....

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A scorpion tail
Tell me when it's safe to yell
For God's sake I'm shaking here,
Breaking here, taking breaths of arid air
And drowning
Sandy bubbles rising, crowning 
An anticlimactic pop
Please stop! You're hurting me
The heat, it steeps like morning tea
Your sandy screams live and breathe 
My self-fulfilling prophecy 
It burns, I can't. I can't 
I can't be water for you cup 
Deserted here with not enough 
I'm empty too. It's
Me. 
My disease....

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