Short Curtailed Poems

Played a round of mini golf today
Hot and sunny, too hot to play
Too much sun got me
Curtailed my glee
Poor old duffer, please send a bouquet...

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A star aglow
in the dark before dawn
an alert,sure and certain
a light,perpetual..perhaps
unless cut-off
curtailed..

extinguished...

forever
forgotten...

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Parents,
  hover over their children

Adults,
  smothering their young

Choices curtailed,
  freedom spoon fed

Gallows
  —for youth to be hung

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)...

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Alas it seems my list has been curtailed
as half my list has been unjustly jailed
all those naughty bits
challenging my wits
I’ve tried and tried again yet always failed


John G. Lawless
©8/3/2019...

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I rode a painful trail,
because not doing so curtailed

Biting hard on Areion’s bit,
all else in life assailed

With blinders on I forged ahead,
whose route my will complied

Its ledges steep, all fear below
—my destiny astride

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)...

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Empty room, scattered thoughts,
roam, dark wilderness.
Sorrow reins, uneasy mind,
do question, of grand design.

Chart a course in sea's of vagueness,
a fate still undefined.
Clouded future, lost clarity,
the path, uncertainty.

Wander fields, a barren landscape,
murky waters of distant plans,
confounding the providence,
my destiny curtailed.
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Your faces i see when i close my eyes 

Voices still heard in the summer breeze, 

Gatherings curtailed by a floating disease, 

Poisoned air that we all breathed. 

 

All things stopped except time itself, 

Onward it went  causing dissent and strife, 

Everything aged memories to fade away, 

Will we have time to gather again some day. 

 

Andrew Mcintyre  19/03/2024      . 

 

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Mishandled and Misused

Found Trump to be  confounded and confused,
Moron who everyone mishandled and misused;
An incapable parable,
Probably was terrible;
Around  entire world messed with and abused.

Trump Was Big Bird

Each word that we heard will have occurred;
Endured and reassured that it can be cured;
When curtailed;
He  had  failed;
Trump was big bird who allured the absurd.

Jim Horn...

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A floral parasol gave shade
to features sad, but finely drawn,
no laugh lines marked her sweet facade,
a countenance both pale and wan.
She glided by the garden wall
and shed a tear, a wistful sigh,
the blossoms bent as if in awe,
the warblers chirped in sympathy.
I yearned to take her arm, to find
the reason for her dire distress,
but modesty prevailed.
Consumed with unrequited love
my passion full curtailed....

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A floral parasol gave shade,
to features darkly fine and drawn.
No laugh lines marked her sweet facade,
a countenance both pale and wan.

She glided by the garden wall
and shed a tear, a wistful sigh;
the blossoms bent as if in awe,
the warblers chirped in sympathy.

I yearned to take her arm, to find
the reason for her dire distress,
but modesty prevailed.
Consumed with unrequited love
my passion full curtailed....

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A floral parasol gave shade,
to features darkly fine and drawn.
No laugh lines marked her sweet facade,
a countenance both pale and wan.

She glided by the garden wall
and shed a tear, a wistful sigh;
the blossoms bent as if in awe,
the warblers chirped in sympathy.

I yearned to take her arm, to find
the reason for her dire distress,
but modesty prevailed.
Consumed with unrequited love
my passion full curtailed....

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The day of birth decided,
the date of Death.
In the theatre of life that unlatched,
happiness to what count
heartaches to what count to be taken,
to be scripted down on my own. 
Knew this all,
spoke it all,
but the ambrosial journey that started,
now being pervaded by languor.
Due to a Gaslit Soul!
A journey of thousand miles
one step made it curtailed
Now locked in the scarred walls
Of a Gaslit Soul! 

©?Chitra Arun
2023...

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His memory is beginning to fade 
there are moments when he forgets her name
though they’ve been married for thirty-five years.

Through it all she maintains a bright charade   
because she knows, there is no one to blame
her fears. 	

Sometimes he speaks of moments long ago
frayed fragments dredged from time’s jumbled arrears
of people and  places they once did know. 

In that brief moment, their love together glows
through tears....

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Moving diligence to wandering's expone,
verbatim unresolved is open, prone.
Thought's avenue's confine digests my own,
the self curtailed does feel itself alone.

While standing still subjects the mind's condone,
some movement emphasizes beings hone.
Decisions obstacles are thereby somehow known,
and I am facing courage, thereby shown!

A lifting consequence removes the pensive drone -
and I face trials unswervingly. . . with control!...

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Night,

"I bet I fit perfectly into the curve of you."

Right, center, left
we wrestle for position
as we weave a delicate web
of understanding and trust

depositions and diplomacy deciphered
as the art of the deal is reached
under the table, blown our covers
covert missions curtailed
chaos created 

security breached
comprise reached
one on top of one
a treaty of peace
as we enter in
a bond that will never cease...

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Good news
is 
so very, very good
it warms the soul 
and pleases the heart
unless of course
someone decides
to spoil it
bringing into question
your spiralling happiness
by reducing the news
to merely okay
to what’s the fuss  
although not entirely ruined
your joy 
on receiving this news
has been reigned in
curtailed
how tragic 
it must be
to be that person
who tells the child
that Father Christmas
does not enjoy
dropping off
your presents....

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Hate, is a ponderous thing to carry,
Its fire too passionate to be ignored.
Its consequence on one's heart is scary,
It devastates good things there stored.

Venomous thoughts must be curtailed,
Swept into amnesia from their start.
If permitted to endure, in life we've failed,
For hate will lay waste a loving heart.

Bestow patience, Lord, as we wait,
Examining all other points of view.
In life, no space, to accommodate hate,
And recognize that its because of you....

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To live beyond a dream.
Going further than the endless sky.
The universe can't contain,
The joy felt when something has been achieved.
Having surpassed the wildest imagination.
No concept or anticipation of what could be.
Naivety curtailed any such expectations.
Comprehending the reality of what exists now.
Experiencing overwhelming gratitude and appreciation
For this, life's ultimate gift.
Fulfilling at last, one's own heart's desire.
To live beyond a dream....

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Pipe dreams of many, world peace!
Trashed by all governments for what?
Hankering for something they ain't got!.
Dashing all hopes that war will cease.

Longing for, and will not be forgotten,
Days when peace once prevailed.
Not all discrimination was curtailed
With evil, some are still besotten.

With nature, most have much hope.
Although fickle whilst cleaning up,
No malice, her actions not corrupt,
Making all right so all life will cope.
21NOV 17 ~ TOPIC HOPE...

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We long for relationships
that know no borders,
in which hearts can roam free,
frolicking with each other,
and galloping at will
through fields and streams
in broad daylight,
and spontaneous affections
can nuzzle unrestrained.

Yet on our humble ranch,
it is the broken horses
that we so often ride.
Connections become curtailed
that once headed for the horizon,
by trial and error taught
to shield certain wounds
and mind necessary fences,
in many a peculiar pasture....

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In public exchanges, they rarely make their scenes
since they are rejected by most vending machines.
The United States Mint curtailed their production.
Numbers in circulation have faced reduction.
Just how many are out there, no one really knows.
These days, they can’t even be found in casinos.
If you ever find one of these, don’t let it go.
People rarely spend these.  They hardly ever show.
This coin bearing the face of John F. Kennedy
is still considered as legal tender money....

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Freedom for some 

Seagulls fill the air with joy
anchored sailboats tug want to be free
sail around the world alone,
just as a Japanese fishing vessel did
 ending up on the shores of Canada.
Alas, caught by the coast guard as it 
prepared to sail for Chile and Peru. 
Anchored in a lonely bay 
waiting for its captain to catch up.
This slavery of navigation, yet it 
had a year of freedom.  
Seagulls fly, sleek bodies white as snow,
a storm is brewing
and the ocean is theirs alone....

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