Short Dismembered Poems
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Isis trawls the Nile,
Finds thirteen dismembered parts,
The phallus missing,
Sings, resurrects Osiris,
Fashions gold phallus, conceives.
a lost boy asked a
stranger for help; was kidnapped,
killed and dismembered
an innocent life
snatched by evil hands ; let this
child be remembered
I must say my memory has always been shot
At least, that is what I have been told a lot
It's better than it was
I know it's true because
I can't remember the last time I forgot!
Converging lines
Dismembered and gliding
Into the point
×
Skipping blindly
Through time
×
Divide by
×
From coordinates undefined.
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Pentagon inside
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Whatever you find is entirely your fault.
You fixin' to get CLIPPED (clueless beast!)
Or dismembered for a mutton feast
Make a break from your breeders
Don't follow lyin' leaders!
Or you gonna' get FLEECED (at the least!)
***For Carolyn's Contest
Sprawled across the track
it lay like some stranded whale,
the dead tree,
centuries old, finally fallen.
No more summer breeze or winter winds,
Just so much wood to be dismembered,
gross, dead, silent and rotten.
Haunted,
By Faces ,
Empty places,
I try to erase this.
Echoes... from these caves
Reminding me of all those slaves.
Dismembered operation,
Complications,
On the stations.
Sexuality sold to thieves,
While snakes sneak up their sleeves.
By: Sabina Nicole
I flap, remembered
through treacherous gusts:
freedom dismembered
by old bloodline trusts
assuring collapse
with floods of treaties
prompting a relapse
of diabetes
bursting the synapse
in chemical sway,
tightening those bootstraps
till trust fades away.
A lifetime crossed
A time remembered
At childhoods cost
A soul dismembered
And flesh embossed
As if surrendered
Away he’s tossed
As trash he’s rendered
Abased, his family lost
After, for cash he’s tendered
An autos fuel exhausts
Airfare paid, return to sender
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Touch is fleeting, never a foot hold.
Warmth succumbs to growing old's cold.
Value lies unfounded, hidden in treasure's chest.
For life's obsession is driven by mementos' quest.
Gold that glitters, when buried, fades decays to dust.
All structure and order is dismembered by entropy's thrust.
Humanity groans and grinds away another day
atrocities multiply, strongmen hold sway
The dove of peace trembles, her offspring dismembered
civilization's quiet hum no longer remembered
Could these, indeed, be mankind's final hours
O, let us turn to the Lord, make His Will ours
Counting them on one hand,
the fingers dismembered,
but remembered 'siempre' and
a day beyond that, because
hardwired to give it, both body
and soul, should anyone ASK,
she was playing a role. She
gives amnesty now, knowing
needs were at odds in petitioning
the gods: seeking Asclepius,
not Eros, desperate to heal.
In my dreams
Paces a lioness
Footsteps echo below
Sensual her abode
In the jungle's glow
Ravenous, her gaze
A gazelle races by
If dinner, dismembered
Dry-bones' dissociation
Bloody cherry-pie
Dessert's constitution
July 02, 2019
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Dead and dismembered bodies all around me
The burning of flesh that makes my skin crawl
Screams that would break one's soul in two
Bones breaking and the earth shaking from yet more destruction
Blood as it drips from a wound on my head, into my eyes, and finally comes to
rest on my lips
Why would someone wish this hell on another?
Form:
gollible Green gulping
rustic rays reeling
salient south smirking
purpled eyes pouting
dismembered rays dancing
callous contractions cupping
fallible fate fostering
per rays contracting
into green garlic
raped red remonstrating
fetish finger pointing
la-de-da luck lurching
though twain be!
One's is our tree!
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Gone like nightingale song
Not suddenly fading, fading
Until the heart has grown strong
But in one fall
Dismembered me
In the crackling of feet on a dry leaf
In the breaking of the heart
To pour out its grief ...
And more still than all mortal body may tell
This absence of you make of time a hell
But you are gone, and must have only came
To singe my joy in flame.
When None Command
By surging sea and force of wind
A tattered vessel floundered in
Where coral reef performed the rest
In ripping wide her wooden breast.
From timber scream to cracking mast
Her form dismembered to the last
And on the waves her pieces reached
An aftermath of slumber, beached.
She is a silent reprimand
To those who sail
When none command.
Tear this apart
Make something better
Sing them a song
A song to clot the blood
Dreams have been dismembered
messed in the mud
Tear me apart
make Something better
Write my life in large volumes
then burn every letter
Sing me a hymn to make me forget
Forget that i'm living, that dying is it
Tear this apart
Tear me apart
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She cried
All the tears
Of her body
Of his heart
Of her mind
Until
Only his soul
Can reveal herself
Can transform himself
In the flood of the Nile
This is the way it is
That flew away
The first Imperial Aquila
Lonely
Heavenly
Invisibly
In search of fourteen pieces
Stolen
Scattered
Dismembered
Of her Love
Aby, New York, 20th May 2022
Do not see me as I am
Or you'll be disappointed
See instead my wall of flesh
Dismembered and disjointed
I'll make sure the bones will mend
And never show their age
Rest inside my warmest thoughts
Of quiet tempered rage
Discover endless reasons why
The flesh will always fail
Embodiments of truer cause
Could look behind the veil
There is always something
unspeakable in what remains—
a fractured spectrum of what once was,
scattered in the leftover bits:
half-maimed, dismembered,
and quietly rejected,
in what we scrape into the compost bin.
Every spick and speck reeks
of the aftertaste of endings —
with our recycled grief and rejection
dissolving in the detritus
of what we could not finish.
Late in September
I fondly remember
What caused loves engender
the days all in rhyme
Lost in September
a slave to indenture
My feelings surrendered
for you to be mine
Laughing we tendered
what pain could not enter
And boldly uncensored
each moment sublime
But Fall’s great pretender
October dismembered
Our fate the death chamber
— of Summer mistimed
(Poems Of Love: Merch, 2026)
Surreal hallucinations wafted dense,
metaphysical quantities swirled fast,
normal vision opaqued beyond farthing,
neurons rallied electrically in maze,
storey up the ground was holy,
brain had distanced from the body,
dismembered body parts were as yet members,
to keep me whole,
brain still had the control,
mental activity sometimes catpulted in hyper,
body felt left behind,
but the whole felt super.
I do
I do
Once upon a time
I did
Crash
Blood
Dismembered parts of us
Burned arteries
Holding
A heart
Still beating
Still bleeding
the past
Is a blade
Memories cut
Deep
As the knife of regret
Slices what’s left
Of our lives
I do
I do
Once upon a time
Remember you
What was
So different
From
What is
And what now is not.
Elizabeth Dispenza. Copyright 2023
Divorce poems
Happy birthday to you
You make up what is new
You are sorry you're born
when old becomes you
You're not what I'd call
older than me at all
But you're just a spring chicken
that's too hot to call
So remember my line
that your older than time
When you think you're dismembered
and the life you lived rhymes
So forget your old beef
that your dead for a piece
When the lord burns your candle
even when you're deceased