Short Impedes Poems

Clear morning
no warning impedes
the intention of many...

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a soft thought takes hold
   possibilities exist
writers block impedes...

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Illusion inks illness 
Inevitably impedes ideal ideas 
Illuminating intentional indifference...

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If ideas grew wild like weeds
    We'd curse each one that impedes

  So, I vow to refrain as if 'tis decreed
    No more wild ideas shall I seed...

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God and His Stillness

There we were with God and His stillness
When we had been blessed by His bliss;
To heaven leads;
Nothing impedes;
Trail on map in Bible we will never miss. 

Jim Horn...

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Flower Growth Impedes

Cold weather flower growth  always impedes;
Wait until spring and then plant flower seeds;  
Do take care of,
With much love;
Greed's we have for beauty meets our needs

Jim Horn...

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When something of substance is written,
It impedes the senses.
When bric-a-brac is offered,
People flock to it.

At the end of life
Those of common taste
And full of depravity
Will never escape

	earth's gravity....

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Coming to ease,
To leave,
And to return,
Hoping,
Watching,
Waiting,
I need her,
She can't leave,
I miss her,
But she won't speak,
I will wait,
To talk,
And to walk,
I love her,
I wont leave her,
I will stay with her,
Even when all,
Impedes her....

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Let no man ever put asunder

Dominate, exploit, or plunder

The freedoms of this institution

Promised in the Constitution

The laws enacted throughout the land

That are fought by those with their own hand

And impedes their legal distribution

Must face a final retribution...

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Leaps and bounds from a former state,
Will it ever be enough?
Not now, for I still hesitate.
Swaying by the line, unable to move,
Your impatience impedes me,
Will my fears you disprove?
In the absence of hope I'm slowly drowning,
Here silently screaming, 
But the days you keep counting....

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Visualisation of God impedes
progress, if imagined by lower mind,
because only when the pulse of love leads,
do we transcend ego cravings that bind.
Know if we rely on thought, we are blind.
Silence always is but we must be still,
that divine magnetism dark voids may fill,
wherein with heart as a mere receptor,
having no trace within, of egoic will,
receives bliss mists, in each body vector....

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The wind sweeps my soft soul away
A prayer and a kiss couldn’t prepare me to stay.
My silence impedes so loudly, with no end.
A lifetime of making amends could be my only friend.
A fault and a flaw are the results of my ever changing mind,
To live sensibly, leaving my troublesome wits behind. 
I will pick the scarlet roses in the garden at sunrise,
Bury them in my soul while the coldness in me dies...

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Surfboards Did Ride

One Sunday several pictures I drew,
Of women in Bible that are quite a few;
Surfboards did ride;
I really had lied;
Much pain and suffering they went through.

God and His Stillness

There we were with God and His stillness
When we had been blessed by His bliss;
To heaven leads;
Nothing impedes;
Trail on map in Bible we will never miss. 

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC...

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In life,
We live as we smile and cry,
Meet various shy and spy people,
Different hurdles in puddles we try.

In life,
We love, kiss, disguise and lastly break up.
As some men marry, pray and divorce to flop,
Humans know nothing is unending, with hope.

In life,
There’s long life, lure and pleasure after death.
Forgive hurters who hurt and apologize at hearth.
For giving no forgiveness impedes mirth.

 Poem by Mugisho N Theophile...

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Shadows

The many times I sought to change
the vision of a better time
the impetus of angry themes
impedes my search to find a clime
of sunlit paths to ply my dreams
the shadows lurk with discontent
to render me the hapless one
but shadows are invisible
unless they’re greeted by the sun
the shadows follow you in turn
to bear the tribulations woe
the sun will also follow you
to make the choice where you will go
Ralph Sergi© June 16, 2019...

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Silence, thick, impedes forward motion
Feelings of sadness that cling
Shoulders bent with depressing emotion
No wonder my heart can no longer sing!

Silence is more than the absence of sound
When two people choose not to speak
Manners, courtesy, cannot be found
An hour, a day, then, finally, a week

Lonely is different than being alone
When spaces are shared by a pair
No one to greet when arriving at home
No chitchat is given, nothing to share....

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In sullen silence
darkness looms my thoughts
writhe with your absence.

My eternal grief.

A maze existence
till heartens soul rots,
ill vex incumbrance.

Longing your essence,
lumbering time jots
muffle remembrance.

My eternal grief.

2/13/2019

Poetry Contest: Writing Challenge, Feb 2019, Roundel Form
Sponsored by: Dear Heart

incumbrance
https://www.vocabulary.com/dictionary/incumbrance
any obstruction that impedes or is burdensome...

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Peripatetic movement impedes as I draw near to an atrocious condemned king
Probing him, in conceptualizing & equating potential 
Composure rapidly decomposes, investigating potential future
Ever so sickening to these eyes, sluggish gags massage my throat 
Am I to develop in any fashion of this creature? 
Recuperating composure and ingesting gags peripatetic movement finds its place in 
contemporary time
The words I articulate to such a fiend, “Hey dad, how’s it going?”...

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Being A Perfectionist
(Is One Of My Flaws)
Miracle Man
5/16/2023

At times I’ve been told, just let it go,
but I never do things to just get by.
Though no one else might ever know,
I’m always the one I must satisfy.

It’s said you reap from what you sow,
and not all tasks are completed with ease.
From “get by” attitudes, bad habits grow,
and I’ll readily admit I’m hard to please.



“The pursuit of perfection often impedes improvement”.
George Will
...

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A Snow day comes.

Snowfall impedes our mobility.
Now some venture out to test their ability.
Our streets and yards are pristine white.
We're trapped 'neath Winter's cold, grey light.

Don't venture out on a day like this,
As Old Man Winter shakes his fist.
You wait for the snow plough, this is no jest.

Come bake some cookies or play a board game;
Or shovel the walk way till you've got the blains.
Most hunker down by the fire to stay warm.
Even rabbits stay in on this chilly morn.
Sigh!...

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