Short Constricted Poems

Serpants hissing round the dime
Constricted notions and assumptions
Come like Perseus 
Cut the head off the beast...

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Hosed, he may not win, piehole’s constricted.
   Food tossed into pipe, and wedged.
      Yet, with save, he’s unhinged.
...

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You make simple things 
become  crudely entangled; 
Knotting up a string;
Strangled thoughts and emotions
constricted to bated breath....

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Howl;
I’m throbbing 
blanket of stillness;
It’s too loud to hear the scream;
Wail,
stranded obscenely inside;
Fiercely constricted 
by my thoughts 
shrill....

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Walt Willis had a pain in the crotch.
He vowed to stop drinking so much scotch.
But that wasn't to blame
the cause was clearly plain.
His gut needed a belt with a new notch....

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Her soft bosom
Her tender lap
Where a man unwinds ~
 Unburdens his heart
 To a sympathetic mind

Port in the storm
Oasis -- to restore, refresh
 Without strings attached
 Constricted or enmeshed...

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Freedom comes packaged
entrapped and confined

How big is your cage, 
 to roam and define

Always constricted,
with borders that move

Its bars of detention
—forever reproved

(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)...

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passion of the song of love
persisting lingering in trans
pupil constricted sun sinking in
painfully slowly clearing the fog
puddles of oil excretion of engine
passing steps punishing peace
people appear as people...

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These Chains that keep me tied
Struggling inside my mind
They keep me restricted
So that I cannot see 
The things that matter to me 
I must be set free
So I am not constricted
I must search and I will find
The key to the chains of my mind...

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How long had it been
    since his lips touched food
  Hallucinations parade before him
    fork and knife, wolf and lamb

  His arms outstretched
    chin devours the sand
  throat constricted, the flame flickers
    oozing blood, consumes a man...

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You're not profitable
announced the sentence to the verse
and slapped him with her length

the verse gave a good long look at the sentence
staring look

(you're soo punctuation constricted)

- chasing after money makes people forget to be free
...

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I live the invention of existing
in a constricted sensation of becoming
I want to live from life, the solution...
I long for the essence of creation...
But I fragment into
hidden projects
that reflect secret desires
while I just wish earnestly to live...!...

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Tunnel vision.

Superficial image
Of an acquired mental sickness.
Breath constricted.

Face pale, eyes bulge.
Tears of blood

Form a river and its tributaries.
Writing my own obituary.  

Pen on paper, ink on snow
Snowy fields, melted bones.

Thinking fast, moving slow.
Growing old....

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To thoughts addicted, in a trance
We’re a dead man walking
In love’s bliss shower, let’s rain dance 
Resting ego squawking 

Riding on the bliss bus
Where ego can’t nonplus
Let heart’s joy consume us

Life flow constricted 
To thoughts addicted

16-December-2021
Quietus ...

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up through the sewer into the street
nice little window
could see what i missed
the bustle of shoed feet
a purposeful din
as they kicked about the puddles
pretty ladies in sequin dresses
constricted by a velvet shawl
at the heel of a good man
a rich one
he kicked me a drink
that was the finest day
of my life...

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This poem could have healed,
Could have done anything,
If it had been revealed,

This poem is lost,
Between two pages of an unknown book,
Maybe indefinetly tossed,

This poem is constricted, binded by society,
Yet freely sways like the tree it once was,
And its open minded artist bursting with variety,

This poem is me....

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   A dime in his pocket
     hope in his heart
   Just his clothes on his back
     but he’d make a new start

   Constricted at home
     he took to the road
   Foraged for food
     yet upright he strode

   Three days and two nights
     of this, all it took
   For him to come home ~
     let mom and dad off the hook
...

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Fibs --
Poems --
Not lies --
Poetry --
Based on a series
That slowly unfolds like a seed,
At first you hardly notce that the fib has started,
Then the lines that were once so constricted suddenly open like branches of a tree;
This is its nature and ever-expanding essential meaning and centrifugal motion of the exhilarating Fibonacci!...

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Do you remember the time we worshiped the river?
We would throw our sadness and pain in the water.
Devout sacrifice meant more time, 
more time,
but
there was never enough.

Sacrifice after sacrifice, the river filled with garbage
until its rotting mass, 
snakelike,
constricted our new-born infant Hope.

Now on the new-land I worship only myself....

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This poem could have healed,
Could have done anything,
If it had been revealed,

This poem is lost,
Between two pages of an unknown book,
Maybe indefinetly tossed,

This poem is constricted, binded by society,
Yet freely sways like the tree it once was,
And its open minded artist bursting with variety,

This poem is me.

By Janetta's Grandson Mac...

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Phone call

A quivering voice
Echoed through the phone
With a slight indecation
Of alcohol consumtion.

Slowly getting his thoughts out
As his throat constricted
Trying to hold back the tears
In his glass eyes.

A love that was amiss,
Love that was so far away
Yet in reach.

Hi drunkenness
Was not enough
To forget his memories,
Their memories......

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Cottonwood tree wedged between two buildings
Being whipped by the wind rubbed against two  
Ruff surfaces, how can survival happen

Constant change occurs never able to reach
The destiny God had prepared for you 
Dwarfed roots constricted needing room

Room to grow, room to express yourself
Is it to late for someone to save you?
Only God knows your future not man...

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two souls collide
alike yet so very different
one full of strife
the other one indifferent

are we really free 
or are we constricted
is it you, or is it me
a wrong so inflicted

so now please tell me
where do we go from here
do we revel in the past
or look to the future near

where ever our paths 
may lead to my friend
I am up for the task
with you til the end...

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lament [i have the lyrics]


you don't write me anymore
i had
grown so
dependant
so
needy
so
expecting
some sort of drama
within this
rather
strile
constricted
format
it is good to be king!
©[mb]
i was led
i was to
i was to believe

vacume floating
again
from
mantel
to coal
starved
stove

like
a
windmill
in
a
windfarm
blowing
a
breeze
to
no
one....

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Way up high
on a mountain top
there is a place 
I call my own.
Where I can escape
from the tight, constricted circle 
of my life.
Up here I can reach out
and latch onto
a free spirit.
Here it is timeless and infinite
capturing my serenity.
I can gaze out at
a new world.
Where everything sparkles
in the brilliant light of the stars.
And tomorrow holds
endless possibilities.
....

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