Short Dissimilar Poems

Complex and Convex

His brain became concave and convex
And enough many people to perplex
What erupted had been endemic
Also it turned out to be systemic
Problems possessed became complex.

Does this sound either familiar or dissimilar?

Jim Horn...

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emotional big dipper
going up and then
   speeding down
my mind is in a spin
   how did I get here?

I don’t like the face staring back at me
   so cheerless
hazel eyes without their shine

a broken mirror
  dissimilar views
in between the heartache
  and expectant dreams

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Volcanoes erupts in
Three dissimilar ways

Spines on its hills
As gases run low

Lava down its slopes
Total destruction in its path

Fiery bursts of black ash
Burst through its mountain top

Ash fills the air with murky dust
Form miles away

Lava destroys neighboring life
Plants, Insects, animals, and people alike...

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Everywhere I look they pass me by
People that is, people of every kind
Sometimes I see shallow 
Sometimes I see deep
Strangers of all shapes and colours, I greet
They morph with my thoughts, notions often wrought
I wonder what the world has brought, today
Routine my kindred eye, peruse again
I am one of them, feeling dissimilar
Them, me , us,...

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Far away,
in the thickest woods
where frozen mist drifts
beside the pure water springs
on soft green grass we two lay
i lean upon you 
as sky lean upon earth
centuries would pass
some bright day morn
some reckless would come and find 
two bodies glittering like crystals
arms so embodied as branches
lips so compact 
one can not dissimilar the two....

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Fantasies for Two

Time rushes past us,
  too soon we are alone.

You in your world
  	and I in mine.

Things that make me happy
  	no longer interest you.

We share meaningless words
        and dissimilar thoughts.

Timeless days and empty nights
 	 how long have we known?

We are strangers passing
 	 resting on the oasis of fantasies

Two un-enchanted lives
  	never more to be one....

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At night, when the moon
in my throat is full,
I listen - an embryo want
in my own nest.

I hear the needs
of worms and dragons.
They do not seem
different to me.

The hunting calls of angels,
the tigers panting bruit
does not seem dissimilar.

I am what the egg wants.
I want a spirit that crashes through
the ever changing face
of this world.

I want the shell-breaking desire
of all fledgling gods....

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Storms and calm

churning center
rearranging the
surface

(wars and peace)

one thing devours
another, thinking
to survive

plants take from 
the soil to grow

animals hunt other
animals

(wars and peace)

we are not so different
from our earth -- 

which came first?
the chicken or the
egg? The faithful
will say, the Chicken

others simply eat both
foul and ovum

(we are not so dissimilar
from our environment -- )


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How mysterious
we seem to each other,
how matter of fact,
So familiar, so dissimilar.
in every mirror.

As we indulge in our
shared needs, desires
and wants

we may both find
and meet ourselves.

It’s a sweet trap
and if God (in some form),
came upon us
locked into each other
like that,

that ineffable-image
might smile
and perhaps even inquire
if being free of it all
is what we really want,

when what is most necessary
is that we love,
love even the trap....

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friends arrive from unexpected places
Some have slipped out of the Congo
One of mine is from the River Nile
Oh, that is also the Congo? Who knew?

I have friends all over the USA
In possibly all fifty states
Two friends in Australia,
six or eight in the UK

One friend lives in the Isle of Man
They are as dissimilar as they can be
They are of all creeds and colors
I cannot say that I like them all in the same way
But I like different things about each one.
I can say that....

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