Short Apparitions Poems

Features;
apparitions
reflect in dark windows;
a field of Orchids made of silk
wilting....

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hallowed acre hosts
apparitions of the past
dancing in moonlight 



11 Oct 17...

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apocalyptic atrocities
appalling altercations
apt… apparitions
alluding… appertaining
annihilation achieved...

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morning stillness

I sit at my table
and look out the window

after rain
the sun pokes through clouds
waking dreams
...

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I became invisible 
even to myself
hollow heartbeats
transparent screams
what can be heard
in voiceless secrets
and apparitions of
yesterday...

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candles
weave
a hologram

create
an apparition
in

an 
empty
dark

dark
empty
room

the night
going
gone

gone
like a
ghost
...

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apparitions' wisps

in mists of all hallowed eve . . .
 
restless is their peace


Oct. 16, 2017
For the Halloween Senryu Contest of Laura Loo...

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Hazel mirrors glisten

In pages of tribulation

Taciturn apparitions moan

Designing rueful brands of sin

Upon the shaken sands she weaves

As she is forsaken

To drink of harrowing memories...

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Ghosts aren't real... to this truth I adhere
But sometimes I pee myself when apparitions appear
They're usually friendly
They tickle my belly
They also go “BOO!!!” makes me cover my rear...

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Mind Scape

Images stir within the mind 
Apparitions surreal 
Subconscious amphitheatre 
Abyssal concealed

Transcending revelations 
Quantum evaluations 
Subliminal relations
External implications...

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Mystic madame had an ethereal ambiance of her own.
We visited her rarely, for she was not often home.
Her house had an eerie quality, a personality of its own.
Apparitions were afoot, even when no human was home....

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Lost amid now
He rambles
Alone
Searches
For footprints
Long erased
Frightened
By un-felt cobwebs
Brushing
Across
Darkened eyes
Reaches
To touch
Agony’s apparitions
Seeking
To be found

John G. Lawless
©2/24/2024
...

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Ghosts
Enter
Quietly
Loneliness adds
Form to night visions
Curtains ruffled by wind
Take shapes of apparitions
Moonbeams casting eerie shadows
Oak branches shivering in the breeze
Turn away, lie on your chest, expel ghosts...

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hobo artists
share frowns
of
fortune.

hands give chaperon
harems to accelerate
truant arousal.

postscripts bargain ordeal,
casualties
fatalities
blossom hymns,
paying tribute to jagged wreaths.

and

bolero cotillions
applaud javelin
apparitions....

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A fire within,
Caving to the sin,
I feel at hand,
And my tanned-
Legs begin to quake,
I feel an ache,
In my soul,
Find control,
To pursue,
What’s true,
In a world of apparitions,
And acquisitions,
I need something real,
Stabbing my side to feel,
What is reality,
Certainly not actuality....

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random
     glimpses of memory
constructs
of another
             reality
floating
       together
          light on landscape
with distortions
of the
chaotic
      
bewitchment
         infuatuation
becoming
a 
unity of one
in
the enigmatic
   floating
          apparitions...

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The snake dances past them in the air
    Fear frozen in eyes of charming pair
  Hyenas cackle, vultures on high
    streaks of lightning stab the sky

  A night not fit for man or beast
    blood gushing from ancient fountains
  Apparitions looming every place they turn
    O, for creature comforts do they yearn...

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Standing at the ledge’s edge,
Reflecting on the tide
Of sarcastic thoughts
That elastic faces hide,
The caustic threats
That only plastic mirrors heed.

Standing at the ledge’s edge,
Reflections in the mud
Of visions of existence,
Apparitions of flesh and blood
With delusions of resistance
To the mission of the blade....

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A trillion ghosts of bugs
quietly haunting
this ramshackled shack.

I only notice them
on hollowed eves
when I am lying on my back.

An entire hive of apparitions—

Oh, how empty it looks
to the unwise.

To be alive on this side—

Hallucinating through fire
and ultra-focused eyes.

I have more friends than anyone I know....

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Once upon a gloomy night
Stars and fireflies a bit apart
Moonlight shadow so bright.

Mysterious figures appeared before my eyes
Oh I can't imagine I was staring with chills
It was the first time I witnessed those apparitions

What an experience to be treasured
It changed my life, dreams, and mind
Even today the vision still vivid....

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I clawed at the dawn
Beneath a porphyritic slab
My innocence dead and gone

Apparitions of lovers
How fleeting they become
Hiding under darkness cover

To glimpse eyes of aqua
Find a gentle smile
Amongst the vast astral

For affections I seek not more
Who to comprehend my void
Just a pretty face at the door

Lying beneath a porphyritic stone...

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Listen not to the bell, my friends 
Shut your ears this night, 
Take my advice, just being nice 
It's the hour of scary sights 

Should you be assertive 
And stubborn your admission, 
Opening the door, a decision poor, 
Will bare grizzly apparitions 

Ghosts and gremlins, short and tall, 
Will grin behind sheet and mask, 
If it happens you are one of them, 
I'm so sorry that I asked...

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Her perfume still lingers like a ghost in the air...
I turn my ear to a faint noise, but nothing is there...
I lie in this somber bed still tasting her tears...
Apparitions in the hall slowly disappear...
There's nothing in my heart now... Nothing at all...
Through these shattered memories I can only crawl...
I feel her warm touch in still of the night...
Knowing only in my dreams will we reunite......

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Old ghosts wandering the streets of old Saigon
Lost spirits of the dead
Died during the endless wars  
Ghostly apparitions around every corner

Here was Kilroy 
and his gang of soldiers
Over there were the Viet Cong 
Waiting to kill them

Saigon is filled with memories like that
Terrible times were had here in Old Saigon
Silently the ghosts parade the city streets
As the tourists drink in the bars...

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Facing an imminent 
onslaught of apparitions, I 
wanted an excuse,
to write a poem.

Staying raw, 
in this dark, can I see your particle 
face ? Drop by drop you 
moved away. Between –

you and me was a blue 
lake. Shall I undo your 
percussive existence, brutalizing 
the wings, the peaks ?

An Aryan pride ? Why 
not we walk back home 
hand in hand, under the black 
sky and a summer moon.


Satish Verma...

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