Short Detaching Poems

The footsteps of darkness,
approach from behind

On death’s quiet tiptoes,
to shadow and find

Once shoulder to shoulder,
the clock starts to stop

The future detaching
—last cradle unrocked

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)...

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a moment
    of insight
      informs
tracing
eternity
  in a
     notion
of
consequences
      detaching
      desires
      emptying
      the mind
of indifference
into
   time
    contained
     frames
of
separateness
into
reality...

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clouds
dark detaching with
bright sunlit parts

rainbow
multihued emerging with
magical glorious glow


Date: 09/22/2020...

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I sit beneath a sacred tree. Seeking no meaning. I just am
Stillness gives way to clarity. 
I vow to awaken us all
Searching for nothing. Waiting to rise above this earthly realm 
Detaching from this body’s natural state of chaos
Bombarding all senses, numb
Dharma is obtainable, I vow to obtain it


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FALLING AWAY FROM ME

detaching I fade far flung from
my body
a walking corpse dissociating
my mind
trying to pursue yet suspended
in time

a nowhere place of nonentity
so numb
forcing snapbacks triggers whiplash
a crack
shielded by hollowed armored shell
I fall

 © Kim van Breda—May 2014...

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"Regeneration 7"

The stories 
like leaves
flew fast from 
the Tree of Life

on each leaf
seeds dispersed
like memories
detaching, attaching

to others’ stories
breathing empathy

to walking dreams
the frisson shined
to still life
new life, 

arrived;

regeneration 
7

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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Trailing crowds of shadows 
Do we go.
Streets of phantoms do we  haunt
Flesh and blood dissolve in recall
Of what used to be
In mists of time we drift
Detaching by degrees
Limping towards infinity
Void or other world
That we cannot know
Till our portal makes its close
And then it is too late
As spectral we become
To face our eternal fate....

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The tourist shops have lots of stuff
Nobody really needs,
But that's an observation that
Nobody really heeds.

For people on vacation spend 
Much more when they're away 
On items that, if seen at home,
Within the store would stay.

Though really, isn't that the point
Of traveling afar -
Detaching from routines to be
The way you think you are?...

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Calm my mind,  
I’ve had enough.  
You’ve caused enough destruction;  
I am weary.  
I will move past thoughts of darkness and gray,  
Finding the light along the way.  
I’ll build a torch for the journey,  
Seeing the light that surrounds those bright individuals.  
I’ll reach out and connect with them,  
Detaching from darkness and gray.  
I’ve had enough....

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This poem is for my lovely friend Andrea Dietrich for her falling petals of Rose post:

FALLING PETALS OF ROSE 

Falling petals of Rose

beauty is not lost and goes

nor the life forever is utmost 

detaching they speak renewal

celebration of life and good fortune

predicating ephemeral nature of life

reminds death and rebirth

in all the ways keeps beauty of life...

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I love a night of storm
When face is slapped
by wind rush drops
and the darkest greys
rush by
like
a z
zo
zoe
zoet
zoetr
zoetro
zoetrop
zoetrope
thats turned too fast
Grumble stumbles over hills afar
Sky filled with radiant
Potters scar
Splatters and growls
hide the nigh time
norms
Tasting rain soaked wind
Body surf the waves
Detaching from the day
Peace within the storm...

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A juerga with flamenco guitars, 
With fires blooming like red flowers, 
Corpses dancing in moonlight
The dance of wounded souls, 
Vibrant red dresses 
White shirts like birds, 
Falling shawls, 
Dancers, 
Sky, 

Claps, 
Cubic
Movements of
Color, music's
Seeds, hands being wings 
In shadows on the wall, 
From soul detaching passion's
Lights, motion vibrating the string, 
Resonance for a new dimension....

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What are words called that cause
 Pain
Suffering 
Heartbreak 
Anguish

Words devoid of
 Passion
Love 
Romance 
Warmth

To become nothing
 Cold
Detaching 
Avoidance 
Silent

I am speechless in my thoughts
Dark in my darkness alone
I feel an emptiness in my soul
I am without breath

With one last gasp 
L
  o
    v
      e...

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You poor stupid fool
You thought you could trust me
But instead I took your words
And wrote what you had coming
Detaching myself was my way of coping
And I told myself you deserved everything written
Until I had finished you'd wait in anticipation
I spared you nothing because that is what you made me feel
Until I gave you back all control
When there was nothing left I could use or see
I surrendered my senses and let them suffocate me...

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Gorging upon self-indulgence
while your soul lies starving in the corner
Dissociatively liberated from consequence
as the host endures accountability

Psychotically clinging to a desirable fiction
(an accessible and depraved fantasy)
and basking in its soothing narratives
whenever the tangible becomes inconvenient

Dipping sporadically into a permeable
realm of artificial favorability
Detaching yourself from that which exists
to experience that which is merely theoretical...

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