Short Diverging Poems

Golden winds bend here
Diverging into Summer
Over melting snow
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Escaping this
Insane dimension
Spiraling down a
Galactic wormhole 
To a tuneful melody-
Warping ... diverging....

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death sits
waiting alone

along the edge of
a diverging road

waiting to hitch another ride 
to the other side

on the doorsteps of hell...

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Polarity, inception within a feigning ascension. Bleeding continuity grasps doubtful 
insanity. Paths diverging into a convoluted bereavement, a stagnant validity....

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there was nothing else to talk about
we were at an impasse
our paths diverging here and now
closing in on a bittersweet goodbye



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Posted on December 1, 2022...

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Branches without dressing
     drip nonsensical disturbance
on the forest floor
where I wait on the pathway
     covered with layered debris -
ever again lost
in diverging rationales
      of we....

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The air hangs stagnant in a diverging struggle. Your crystal blue eyes tear through 
my soul and pierce my heart when I think of life without you. The rush felt with your 
scent eats away all doubts no matter what. As my blood flows through my veins it 
carries the unfelt, buries away the oppressor. I’ve no vision without your crystal 
blue eyes, nothing without you....

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Floating through time and space
We may wander and drift apart
But the balance of the universe
Anchors love in everyone’s heart

So even when seasons change
Causing us to take a step away
We will always find our way back
More clearly able to see the way

Detours sometimes shed light
On what has been true all along
Diverging paths eventually merge
Since we all just want to belong...

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Gnawed nails dig into worn plastic armrests
Stinging alcohol burns the skin
A sharp point glints in the fluorescent light

Rough hands grip the shoulder
Restraining it against the comfortless chair
He says to relax,
But the tremors intensify.

Deep breath
Lungs release
Cartilage crunches
Blood flows

Shiny metal ring
Rests against the ear
A new opening in the body
Diverging from natural design....

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To thee I pledge a life
Of voyages and unexpected finds
freedoms, winding garden paths and laughter 
Walls of musty, well-considered books
the occasional bottle of mustier wine, carbonara 
And an even mustier dog snoring with content, in front of our fire
Of peering through leaves at different skies 
Or the same one, and seeing the meaning in either 
walking the same road, or diverging
Always by your side...

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Take my hand
 together we can traverse the path
 the hardships questioning the time before us;
we can look back
 see what was compared to what is
 recognizing we have traveled this way before,
just another road diverging
 in between the wise and foolish steps once taken
 now, eyes wide open willing to see
all the experiences in decisions
 that set us free from who we were
 to whom we must become,
the answers to the questions
 before the earth and circumstance
 is done....

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I’m in a boat on a river, ahead diverging in two directions,
To the left, calm and still,
To the right, an angry falls.
I started to shutter, for I had to make a decision.
On the left is soft green grass,
On the right is a dark forest.
I thought of what to consider, for my final mission.
In the left, a house with a picket fence,
In the right, wild animals that roam the night.
At the last second I turned the swivel, my ambition,
Led me to the right; what an exciting life.

By: Greg Stanley...

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