Short Disturbingly Poems
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Infusion of Collusion
Seems is such a big infusion;
Trump refers to as collusion;
Completely confounded;
Disturbingly dumbfounded;
His idiocy became an allusion.
Two quacks walking side by side
one looking one way, the other the other
disturbingly similar, they could be one
and never the twain shall meet...
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
dark letters in
the book of secrets
revealed ostensibly
rain of fears on
the field of unarmed
masses disturbingly
the last train leaves to
the white of the dawn
we are strangers here
Form:
Crack your fingers if you will, destroy bone
Sound disturbingly travels
From knuckle to eardrum
Just like fire that melts iron, smoldering
Burns the skin, blackens the soul
Scar permanently shown
Russell Sivey
deeply dark and disturbingly mysterious
diabolical and Gothic, with a hint of Victorian
as punk as any bouquet that came before
she smiled when she came upon them
They were perfect, her man knew her well
He was a keeper
... she looks her age nicely,
your closest guess would be
she's on either side of forty,
yet, not merely still attractive,
but still many miles beyond pretty,
yes, still almost disturbingly lovely...she.
Distinguished D.
Deeply, deliberately,
Diabolically,
Despicably,
Disturbingly,
Dubious
D.
Daring,
Determination
Dwells
Doubly in
Dangerously,
Dervish
D.
Deeply
Disturbing,
D.
Determines
Dastardly
Deeds.
Don't detour
Determined
Distinquished
D.
By Gail DeBole
Updated January 13, 2019
Thin shards of time spattered about
Mis-wedged into spaces that add to our doubt.
Echoes of time vex and puzzle our souls
May overlap boundaries with science unknown.
Slivers of a girl’s laughter with no girl around
Sound disturbingly eerie and deeply profound.
Loneliness.
It wrings the life out of you,
Till you're but a candle at the bottom of the ocean.
Loneliness.
It's the level of hell,
Right below the rubbles of your abandoned existence.
Loneliness.
It's the mother of all these ghosts,
Screaming for life in the deaf crowds of mortals.
Loneliness.
It makes death cry,
With cold souls disturbingly calm between his cracked palms.
Elliepoet
Form:
Your Walk,
Is the essence of your presence,
Your Beauty,
My mind is intwined within your face,
Your Love,
Disturbingly running impatiently through my head,
Your Smile,
Contagiously spreads around a dormant room,
Your Thoughts,
Pure and unclean, Black and White, Right and Wrong,
Your Kindness,
Making the sun rise, and birds sing,
Your Honesty,
Creates a shield of emotional protection,
You... Are... Perfection...