Short Buffering Poems

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Colossal contradictions, curtail creativity
Twisting thoughts, timing, trajectory
Buffering, blending between boundaries
Apprehending an artistic altercation
Learning lessons, lovely light lasts

Heidi Sands

3/26/21...

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Burning all day long without end
blazing a path of indignity a mile long
buffering the pain ounce by ounce
blending suffering and sorrow
balancing the left side of wrong with all that's right
benefiting everyone ath the buffet but me...

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Satellites triangl'd
cushioning the three
Are you ready to attack
or simply protect?

                           The answer in heart 
of Faith to the
unknown intention
of good 
as it should

Could it be the 
act of buffering
the gap created
aligning the stars
So long ago fallen?


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Nature is at its best unleashed 
 beneath the ever changing skies
 when animal and season weds
 it delivers the season's high; 
 As the leaves share their color raves 
 autumn shares her bountifulness 
 and the squirrel gathers quick her craves 
 before winter's, buffering harness.
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She so delicate of visage
Veiled in obscurity
Intangible appearances
Faceted in flowing black mists

Eyes buffering the vagueness lit
Piercing through shadow
Contained within
Turbulent metaphors of dusk

Tempting destiny uncontrolled
Splashing hot crimson 
Upon the life sparked cinders
Empathizing too late...

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If I had Angels wings,  I'd fly around doing good Angel things. I'd sprinkle lot's of Angel dust to make nice people be a must. I'd take away the pain in souls. And help them in their God given goals. I'd help the sick and suffering with good Ole Angel buffering. Giving them comfort, guidance and hope. SO THEY WON'T KILL THEMSELVES WITH A STUPID ROPE!...

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I am one of those in a world that stopped
whether it was for seconds, fractions or millennia
but the engine of time broke down mid action
mid conversation, mid thought
and for a beautiful period we were all framed 
in a snapshot that may have lasted eons 
and some called it enlightenment
and when the buffering released us
all was as it was
and some claimed epiphanies
the only giveaway, a distant house alarm...

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Subsequently
Philosophy constraints contain
Marshon thoughts remain

Could it be buffering
Solace suffering
Deceased referencing

Absolutely
Philosophical deranged terrain
Umbrella broken in the rain

Would be confusing
Constantly losing
So I look refusing 

Marshawn thoughts remain 
mean philosophy constraints containing 
subsequently 

2/19/20
Written words by  James Edward Lee Sr...

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Lost and drifting thoughts hang in misty air
fight, do not despair

Life and laughter is what we're all after
though what surrounds often feels like disaster

Search the depths of human suffering 
look past to see there will be buffering

Some say we are enemies with different battle cries
yet our hands reach in unison up into the skies
I see it in our children's eyes

Paths must not diverge, they must converge so we can emerge
Strong, unscathed and alive...

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When the monopoly game rings out
Who stands stubborn pushing their clout?
Where does reality bounce?
On the chessboard of hope and change
Taxes rearranged, fiat shuffling

Help the sick and needy
The court jester needs buffering
I'm calling the foolhardy bluff
That redistricts citizen electioneering
The jibe is up
Career politicians dancing with time
While TV auctions stamp the mind
We must participate
In the creation of our own lives
Hatchet the grid that chants otherwise...

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Like orbs from other galaxies 
They float 
Clutching at air to scout out
Another host 
An unwelcome visit
Vulture like 
And unforgiving,
Photos etched into memories 
Appear moment by moment,
The internet engraves
The virus 
Into the minds of all...
And now we ponder 
Supreme inevitability 
As we wipe the grocery stores clean,
Buffering 
Against what is to come
Waiting behind Lysol scrubbed doorknobs 
As yesterday’s hum of humanity 
Becomes a new sound of silence....

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There’s a hole in my wall, a beautiful wall, 
A hole that’s made out of stone,
It’s where I live, beyond this stone hole,
This hole that’s all that I’ve known.

This wall, it protects, it shields the world, 
Buffering from the insane of my head,
It seizes all those thoughts that are flung, are spat,
It censors the ideas that are said.

And this hole allows the world to know,
It allows the world to stare
To see the small bit of my mind 
While the rest of my mind’s elsewhere....

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