Short Foreseeing Poems

Foreseeing my bright
Future, as I construct the
Prospect of my dreams…...

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How do you write so fast he asked her
Meaning why do you think you’re smart?
Foreseeing a mini-disaster
She asked him about his own perceived art...

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Life imparts love teaching
Learning who to love comes from foreseeing
Situations tell you who truly loves you.

Written: May 13, 2023...

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How do you turn off the darkness?
How do you set it aside?
Where do you find that switch?
That only you can provide.

And as your light shines on me
As it touches my being
I begin to surmise
That it's a change I’m foreseeing....

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Here I stand
In the arms of a comely apocalypse
Foreseeing my deathly fortune
Reality never served as a good friend

But it was in that moment
When the sun shed her darkly grin
And hummed a song of comfort
In the mass of increasing terror...

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Bible Seven means wholeness
Heaven I longed for you with all my boldness
When sorrow crowned my being
The breath of you comforted me foreseeing-
Frozen heart beating coldness
Shunned, mocked, ridiculed I sought you with fierceness
Bright light will end my grieving

First attempt at Joseph Spence's 7/11 format...

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they always cry about the war this
or that maybe true this time
the war they have been foreseeing all this
time the predicted the biggest 
cruellest one
the end
rays pierced my eyes through the hole
rain not lessening their poise
should buy a curtain
the green with the 
roses red
with the next wage war is on
i am back to disturbed
sleep dinosaurs 
wailing...

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You float and fly 
for all to see 
you fill the sky 
with daydream fantasy 

A sign, this fate 
foreseeing plans 
laid about 
through gentle hands 

Drifting off 
in heartfelt mystery 

A captured hope 
through painted scenes 
clearing minds 
and what it means 

Soon that gift 
will be alive and free 
as I hold your 
feather 
as a memory...

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O glowin' rays on creation yard
Graceful panoramic blooms
Flutter my aspiring heart
With flaming fervor afternoons 

Tis' awakens my soul's being
To the day's bright glow 
The crimson of shining life foreseeing
In its glistenin' radiant pet·i·ole

Floating in open space, discreet
With quiet gentle breathlessness
I journey over the posy feet
Close to the flowers of my 'Genesis'...

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The universe appears a myth

Frozen be art of compassion

Fake smiles sailing adrift

Confidence buried in abstraction



Epitome of shallow aliens

Touring Earth in search of peace

Marred by the war as most Iranians

Foreseeing when it all will cease



Dejection raps upon my skull

Accompanied by displays of fatigue

In an attempt discreet to annul

Knowing not of what they need...

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dead of night draws near
and he suffers
inside the silence
the stillness
of the land
loam looming
encrypting upon his hand
bare
as his glance
a mirror mulling of a past
eyed
foreseeing a fertile future
as she comes


he pauses
in the mist of maturation
of the trees
his forest blend
bent to the cue of man
braved
he braves the hidden blue
and breathes
her scent...

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Will there be non-existence
for you and me?

It savages the mind to have no being
to dreamless sleep alone foreseeing.

Shouldn't something of us survive
in rock or rain or moonlit tide?

Were we made to be passed through
setting aside all we knew?

Isn't there a place in universes endless
to which an act of mercy can send us?

Is our destiny really dust?
"No," answers a voice I fervently trust....

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Time is to tip your hat to the unknown,
Be the passenger as you row
Engage in reverie,
Envisage as you go!

Tunnels of hues, overwhelmed and confused,
Make a way honoring you are enthused
Envisage to have incomparable splendor,
Foreseeing two roads merging together

Envisage how two ships under a radiant moon,
Come along to whistle single tune
Silent, beckoning into the future,
As the moment is forever....

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Rescue me, eyes of fire
Fill me with your livened blaze
Dress me in a star’s attire 
Awaken me from this shimmering daze.

Pave me a trail of your warm golden glow
Guide me with your foreseeing light
Warm my veins that they don’t slow
And ease my mind from its pressing fight.

With a glance, set my soul ablaze
Boil my soul ‘till the pains tire
Ignite my heart and better my days
Show me your gaze, eyes of fire....

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Green was the color
which my sight beheld for long,
now trees turn auburn
setting a melancholic mood...
mourning the liveliness gone.


Lofty, dense mountains
tower hills with grapes and pumpkins
as their aroma spreads;
these cliffs suited for olive groves...
won't protect them from a storm.


Thoughts intensify,
foreseeing winter's sadness,
noticing the wise ants
storing food before snow comes...
this image makes one ponder....

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Alone in fields of flowers
I can feel the sorrow of sunset
Yet still I stand with a blissful smile
Foreseeing tomorrow's radiant sunrise
And I feel the kiss of the earth
As I stroll with bare feet
For nature's bounty is the greatest cure
To those burdened with a forsaken life
I can feel the shadows pressing down
When I'm trying to bask in the sunlight
But I always hold my head high
If only to feel whole again
If only
To be me again...

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He could paint the air and draw the winds.
Of course that brief eulogy
was only spoken after his demise;
while alive he was often considered a clod and a bore.
Foreseeing no such post-mortem fame
he kept writing on water
knowing that there was an archive of his works
in an after-life waiting to be discovered
by his wandering soul.
In the meantime, ducks quacked, geese honked
and the little birds in his still beating heart
twittered on....

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Poachers shrug off
their critics,
who say that they are aiding
elephants' extinction - the
people who are thirsty
for money from tusks claim
that poaching
doesn't destroy the world,
it only destroys poverty
and feeds their hungry families.
They press the triggers,
without foreseeing a wild with no elephants;
a nation with no tourism;
an orphaned elephant calf;
a beauty scrapped off from Mother Nature's creation....

Photo #2

Date: 09/04/2016...

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Is this tangible as depicted by my senses?
Never knowing if I am here or there in my alibi,
Foreseeing a multitude of path that lies in unison,
Intuitively choosing as choices disappear in the drag,
Nesting in my being, will I bid in a fond adieu?
If I am forced to say goodbye, will it even be mutual?
Take it away! This fondness of dystopia,
Existing in an infinite potential of a Singular.

Hint: 
One cannot exist without the other,
From one end of the spectrum to another....

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All 
the dark things
of the heavens
and the earth have come together,
flying midnight eyes foreseeing,
high above the jaded  forest,
dipping down to skim the rivers,
drinking long and clear the sunrise,
keeping all the dreams unmentioned,
clasping close the child of anguish,

tears unshed to save the nations,

usher in our Great Tomorrow,

singing forth our songs of welcome,

lest we miss the cosmic shower,

stars are falling in their glory,
welcoming
the day 
of power....

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nostradamus predicted two grave robbers
who would drink blood from his skull
in hopes to recieve his gift

he knew the souls would be reborn
and be drawn to eachother
destined to meet again

with time on his side
foreseeing those driven crazy by prophecy
he began working on the remedy
for the antichrist would be involved at the recieving end
of the souls conspiring to bring him to the right place and time

This would blow his mind

The life lesson here is
don't steal from god...

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