Short Impelled Poems

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 for mine see locked tight
az if my had no command
  impelled i'm your liege





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solitude
. . . quiet 
black peppercorn
on a ribbon 
of tagliatelle 
I, on my path
sinuous striding
impelled by you
impaled by you...

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Between Two Poles

Between two poles
The child takes flight.
Impelled by the sun
Ceased by the night. 

Caught in a web
He did not spin.
The balance of life
Hangs on with a grin.

			--Michael Crabb...

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Rinsed in Styx and forged for an eon,
    I've reaped a lot than I've verily sown;
Impelled by the soul of an obstinate scion,
    I've born again to reclaim my throne.
                                        - The Fallen Tyrant...

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Demise

The mansion anchored seaside
erosion
from the wrath of the tide
impelled now reposes 
haunted on the rise.

The ocean floor raw,
uninhabitable,
like a barren womb, 
surrounds the symbol of
the über wealthy 1% 
alienated 

when the world collapsed....

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They make the phone ring
They look at it. 
It rings
Things appear
Things disappear
As they will it

I'm going to be like that
Someday
And I'm going to learn to fly
No lard of swine
No spleen of snake
Yet a wish- impelled flying machine
My body I'll make

Alone
Into the mouth of my Beloved
I will fly
Into the air
The cloud
The face
The wind
I will fly 
Baby witch....

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C atastrophic, disastrous, in which
O ne is impelled blind,
N othing can define wrong from right,
S ickening, discharging insanity,
C onstructing the destruction of mind,
 I mprisoned reality, in which words are destined to lie,
E luding the truth, for humanity lives to deny,
N o empathy, for no honesty lives to sympathize…
C alling for the nothingness, as we
E xpect to realize…...

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Written: by Miracle Man
9-5-2019

In stripling years,
I existed in the shadows.
God had given me reason,
Of Satan to dispose.

To change life’s direction,
I felt suddenly impelled.
But on my own, couldn’t break,
Sin’s chains that held.

Then at that moment,
Scaled eyes could see.
God had broken my chains,
And unveiled a new me.

Selected Poem Of The Day On 9-5-2019
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The cacophony never lasted long
we always found new variations
to the same ancient music.

If at times a sobering truth
impelled us to acknowledge,
that the opus of our works
was merely a divertimenti,
played by a band of blind mice,
we still believed,
in that grand symphonic final.

It is reassuring to know,
we can still whistle a broken melody,
as a concert hall empties out
into that long and voiceless night....

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The cacophony never lasted long,
we always found new variations,
to the same ancient music.

If at times a sobering truth
impelled us to acknowledge,
that the opus of our works
was merely a divertimenti,
played by a band of blind mice,
we still believed,
in that grand symphonic final.

It is reassuring to know,
we can still whistle a broken melody,
as a concert hall empties out
into that long, voiceless night.
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I harvested a small handful
of beautiful dandelions
arranged them in a special way
that their mini-globe candelas
illumined a yellow aura
surrounding the nosegay cluster.
Their subtle, invisible breaths
exhale a perfumed atmosphere
that becomes irresistible.
And she who shall hold this bouquet
is impelled to whiff its essence;
to discover its true purpose;
and accept this prosaic gift
of my undying love for her....

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Brrrrr! its cacaca Cold
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015

This wintery night,
Showcases a snowy, horizontal curtain,
Impelled by a frigid northwest wind;

Trees long thought asleep,
Awaken under the snows weighting.

But by sunrise, hush has arrived,
Leaving the snow’s appearance soft,
Like delicate frosting on a cake;
But still ccccold!

A task is seldom too difficult
For a properly prepared mind;
Tom
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Here we are, sitting on our bed
Choosing words that need to be said
As of stirrings within our heart
Impelled by its fragrance, we’re led

On adding love and light to cart
Presence feels bliss ignition start
Engulfing form from head to toe
Enabling penning works of art

We’re in the boat that God does row
Wherein our breathing becomes slow
In trance we see without mirrors
Deep truth that sages wish to know

22-February-2023...

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What impelled the composer to these
harmonies, unless to divest 
himself of structure

in the same way the snowflake
at the edge of storm 
gives up to become itself: 

colorless microscopic crystals 
that shred a January dawn
to refracting sun

as a child turns a kaleidoscope
wishing for red-green-blues
that don’t yet exist.

When this pilgrim of the mathematics
of music found Mozart 
in Michelangelo, he dissolved 

into chords of woven color
and pure light....

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A skein of Canadian Geese
fly above snow laden treetops;
Wave after wave crossing the sun
impelled by internal instincts.
Their discordant cacophonies
impel eyes on the ground upward:
young children pause their snowball fights;
Adults halt shoveling their sidewalks;
Motorists at intersections
crane their heads through open windows
straining to see their journey south.
Inharmonious honks fade away
Leaving anserine memories
and winter’s crystalline silence....

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