Short Eject Poems

R-eject
I-nvisible
N-astiness
A-nd

V-irus
E-liminating
R-abid
G-rime
A-nd
R-aging
A-ttack

Topic: Birthday of Rina B. Vergara (June 17) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Baseball used to be a gentleman's game
Umps eject players at will, game's not the same
The f-word is used
It can't be excused
Baseball is becoming a lot more enflamed...

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Supernatural

Beams dazzle

Illustrations shape



A character speaks

Pleasantries

Quakes of fear occur


Lullabies eject

From her lips

As she pirouettes


Such color spectrums

Radiate

To mold a queen...

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So very intriguing, this thought of alien beings
Surviving like us on other worlds with same feelings
Must wonder about us
Do they go to work on a bus
Discovering them, I'd eject through the ceiling...

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Tones of depreciation eject forth estuaries of spittle
Causing unsought billows of panic
Why can’t society be more appreciative
Instead of dejecting them
And divesting them of criticism
Communication is significant
Yet people omit it’s qualities...

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S mile and laugh often
E njoy beauty, where and when
R eject deceit and all pretence
E arn respect of fellow men-
N ever worry what others have done
I n faith trust in God's own Son-
T hen leaving this world a better place
Y ou can look your maker ..face to face...

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Midway
Dauntless bomber
pockmarked sky ... fire rains up
craft spirals down. Mate trapped ... eject
alone

2/7/2016

Contest--The One Who Survived 

Sara Kendrick...

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re-post inspired by Kims contest

S mile and laugh often
E njoy beauty, where and when
R eject deceit and all pretence
E arn respect of fellow men-
N ever worry what others have done
I n faith trust in God's own Son-
T hen leaving this world a better place
Y ou can look your maker ..face to face...

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Not VCR’S
By: Tom Wright
12-2-04

In our youth,
we search for the fast forward button of life.
Then later, in our maturing years,
search for rewind or eject buttons;
finally realizing that life,
simply starts, records, and stops.
Will your recording be edited before it stops?
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M-ay God show you the way, 
I-n everything you do; 
A-llow Him to take your mind out of the blue.

M-ay God show you the way, 
O-n making right decision; 
R-eject the wrong choice, 
I-nstead pick one devotion.
L-ove, faith, and hope
L-ead your life every day; 
O-n the eighth of May Monday, may God show you the way....

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Smiles are irrationality embodies
as the Tides' curling edges hopelessly
Moon-driven. It is Poppy seed dialect
and swollen pupil diction,
and it is
an Om's eternity away 
from lolling tongue, rolling eyes, gnawinggrindinggnashing
molars who read road atlas veins in crude
braille like tea leaves:

The taste of God
in a shrapnel bomb....

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I continue to remain puzzled.... 
but things have to firm up 
else this life is down the drain.... 
To an abyss of love where it just crushes....
Its time to eject 
before its time of no return....
I failed to fathom the enigma 
of what pleases 
my love.... 
my life.... 
my existence.... 
time to move on.... 
time to move on............

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We can see it 
smell it 
hear it 
Touch it 
taste it
love it 
hate it
fear it
feel it
prolong it
shorten it
mock it 
curse it 
embrace it
track it
lose it
find it
remember it
forget it
abuse it
respect it
eject it
enjoy it
destroy it
change it
waste it
We can even repeat it
But
We cannot deny it
We cannot rewind it
We cannot stop it...

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i've tried to give up smoking!
something i totally reject
just a load of toking
but i still want a cigerette!

it makes your skin smell
your body rank
makes your veins swell
your hair lank

i'll give up the smoke!
i promise to eject
just one more toke
only one cigerette

it boils your blood
your heart goe's thump
go on gussa a lug
gives you a cancer lump...

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FRONT ENDLOADED
S mile and laugh often
E njoy beauty, where and when
R eject deceit and all pretence
E arn respect of fellow men-
N ever worry what others have done
I n faith trust in God's own Son-
T hen leaving this world a better place
Y ou can look your maker ..face to face
AND
     TO THE REAR

God's poiemA-
created foR
works of arT
in poems and pictureS...

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The knot was broken
from the waist,
as if we were struck
by a bolt.

Thinking must stop.
Violence was there within
the pods, to explode and 
eject the seeds. 

The silent rape of a 
sleeping book. You cannot 
tear off the pages,
limb by limb.

You will not read the 
past. Would not write 
the future. The present roars 
through the window starting a brush fire.


Satish Verma...

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Before sinking to knees.
I will talk to flowers.
Day of arrival has come.

In death, wisdom of trees 
will eject the seeds 
of fire on hip-locked roots.

A miracle will raise the bones 
from the rage of crowd.
The king has agreed to depart.

Darkness sings in the 
valley of sun.
Tongues are free to weave the moon.

Till the words are ready
to walk on street of sorrow 
to remove the blood soaked prints.



Satish Verma...

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Can you believe? I have Corvette!
Think my wife will be upset?
Bright, golden yellow, like a jet!
You bet, you bet, you bet, you bet!

What’s that she said?  “What the heck?”
Passenger seat I will eject 
Throw her on her fanny yet,
You see, the Devil I have met!

The muffler rumbles all upset
Roar through streams, but won’t get wet
I'll take my dog -- My favorite pet
Go like the wind –- Our thrills we’ll get!...

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In a haunting trove -;
there was a synthetic insanity.
I asked the moon
to scan the chest.

Fever was rising.
You eject your eyes in a bowl
of silver to read the
lines of money.

A stark effect overwhelms
the spectrum, like the components
of a booty, to be digested
for deep flaws of society.

I should, if I could
rip open the zipped mouth
of black death to count the
teeth of shrunk questions.

After all it was democracy.


Satish Verma...

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Rains of world's zillion drops
Ounces of jubilation and madness
Drains the clouds' teardrops
Bounces in invitation, not sadness

Rains over trees and heads that greets
Medleys in bees and hearts that sing
Pains healed when the sun and moon meets
Chimneys of hearth eject and bring

Rains of summer and misty skies
Skylining like rainbows before twilight
Drops of wonder flitting like dragonflies
Drizzling, soothing the hearts of the night...

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The gun laying in my hand shaking at the thought 
In the tunnel of my throat the word of the bullet is caught
As the thought slides up into the barrel
I descry the reverberation of the creeping peril
As the pin glides back to eject the casing
I embrace the feeling in the memory of my sanity erasing
It descends to the floor as I fall to my knees
My thought bleeds
As my fingers quiver
It's insanity my mind delivers

*In collaboration with Alex Ray
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Prayer meeting for the departed one
finds family praying in silent grief,
whilst others shed crocodile tears as dole,
marking time with their cellphones for relief,
cold hearts, unable to turn a new leaf,
searching familiar faces to connect,
their insincere condolences thus suspect,
crass gesture that happens time and again;
high time from our life, such ‘friends’ we eject,
for they alleviate not, our deep pain.

16-October-2021...

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Eject ~ The tithe be bound
to fanciful persuasion in resound
I hail or hate the cost, despite the pound
and seemingly ascension is still ground!

It is the faded glory of rebound
unnecessary casting, waging's crowned,
the monarchies direction still compounds
no force, this indiscretion turned around!

The gory resolution, not new found
and I in revolution, playbacks frowned
eject this erstwhile treason . . all abound ~
and register my reason . . . freedom's town!...

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Generation grips,
I am the street
in dysphoria.

You run, shout, the arc
bleeds, you become your enemy
that kills the alphabets

A statue was hung
upside down
to eject the violence from plastic lips.

Blood stained sidewalk
throws a challenge to send
the skins of martys.

The taste of endometrium confronts
a fortune of calories in pink
for an unconscious hood.

And the language of golden teeth
hides the backdoor flight
of a fallen god.




SATISH VERMA...

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The wobbling droplets are quite happy.
Full of joy and not too shabby,
I hear them laugh.
They are promptly quaffed.

:-)~:~:~ooo~:~:~(-:

I give my wobbling droplets a shake,
and laugh until my head breaks.
They happily orbit the Earth,
looking down on us with mirth.

o/o\o|~~?~~|o/o\o

The wobbling droplets are enchanting
but they will not interfere with my ranting.
For I have more poems to eject,
that many will not hesitate to reject. 

***o--!--o***

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