Short From Poems
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negative noise
weighted chest
arms extended
overhead
waiting for a
falling breeze
to
carry me over
if you can sing
its a gods thing
if you can dance
mane in demand
its the lords plan
he you gifts of love
GIFTS FROM ABOVE
i must say
this was a bad day\
beening there
noone was awhere
that i felt so alone
on that
hurracain night
AWAY FROM HOME
fury from the heavens
leaving destruction behind
tomorrow's blue sky
for the hurricane contest....
Doors locked
blinds closed
removed the plug
from the telephone.
No one home.
Peter Dome.copyright.2014 .Jan.
Filling you so deep,
Your soul clenches like a vice,
As I spill from you.
(c) 2015 PJ Bayliss
168
So now I go
And walk on
Away from
This jail and
A place called
Framingham
But here I
Find myself
Here again
From Birth Had Been Blind
from birth had been blind
God did put things in my mind
clear and well defined
Jim Horn
From the nothingness
Eggs of thoughts- atomic point
Centripetal source
© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
26/08/2021
if this not for you
here's what you do
don't be blue
you have a world too
go where the love fall
GET AWAY FROM IT ALL
Giving you your time
Giving you your love
Love starts from you
How you love yourself will affect your love for others
Know
where you are
here or far
or in your car
give us a call
you or our wall
what every you do
WE
NEED YO HEAR FROM YOU
The lite dime in the ditance
there is a shadow
it is the dream
it is a cloud of doubt
the lite is gelaning with wonder
As I open up my mind, please step inside
So much I hope to find
Help me see beyond the grind
So my mind no longer binds
We did not understand
Why Rebbecca
Ran away from home
We left her all alone
Still holding on to her
Raggedy Anne doll
heart swells and explodes
with love
but then i fall
its chaos and death from above
From Job 1:21
Haiku By: Tom
3/1/2020
The Lord doth giveth,
and the Lord taketh away,
Bless His holy name.
poison apples
by James Edward Lee Sr.
The evil queen made
Potion just to destroy me
Made poison apples
12/09/17
Living in your grace is all I need
as I perch onto your morning
all is given, all is driven
from your heart to mine
All the babies are from hell.
They're assholes who did
their time and are getting
another chance.
Birth is parole.
yes i know
this river
all my life
i know
her twice
thus i go
to drink
from the
River Styx
where i drink
from her twice
Dew-fresh Corona
Handkerchief in my pocket
Remember it so well
Spring mood
Face mask in my pocket
The bar is closed
One time my dad bought me a yellow rose in New York City
Took a photo in front of St. Patrick's-- felt loved & pretty. :)
discarding fetters
present in the here and now ~
our soul’s light glistens
04-February-2023
IN TODAY’S POLITICAL-EDENIC GARDEN
Sow liberty’s seeds;
Reaping fruits not spoiled by
Infecting trump-plows:-