Short Import Poems

If Ports-
To import and export,
Sports-
Weakness to export, 
Smartness to import!...

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Many things 
We do import 
From some countries 
Traditionally

This Covid is an addition...

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humans ...   little fleas

              no universal import

                   arrogance filled pests...

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A fleeting glance
       no need to remove them
     Specks, particles, of no import 
       ~ a banquet undone...

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Football is my favourite sport
The two below are whom I support
Rangers and Everton, my teams
When they win I so beam
This game of games I import...

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Down came the gavel
    again and again
  Deafening ears
    amidst all the cheers

  Of course I was guilty
    'twas never in doubt
  Of far greater import
    Would the Truth yet leak out...

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Mystical Moon

Sweet Selene shines soothingly,
Waxed full, full formed,
Portends potent portents of some import
Some silent, some spoken
Some sinister, some saintly.
Mystical moon, lunatic Luna.....

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Import an adventure
 Into your mind, let the 
 Images come to life
 Include your wildest dreams
 Immerse yourself in them
 Intrinsic to us all
 It's what makes a daydream
                    ..
 2/25/17...

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Timelessness

A seeming

Good word

Among words

Even if all

Are of equal 

Quality and

Import..

Timelessness

Is empty of

Time..yet

All appearances

Of time are

Inseparable 

Timelessness......

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In each and every passing hour 
In every bloom and wilted flower
A shining moment's quick demise
Without a witness magic dies
Here and gone the magnificent goes silently
While dramatic things of less import
Captivate us violently...

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Cultish leanings..

There is attachment to

The mysteries of life

Embodied..seemingly in

A pedestaled attraction..

Add beliefs of import and

Shadowed conspiracies..

A religion start-up..?

All dismantled by inquiry

Into the Self we are......

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Listen to poem:

twelve hours half a day--CQ

night surrenders
saffron sky delves
import tortoise
export fledglings

sand crabs popout
penguins waddle
porpoises play
zenith star slips

2019 August 31

*1st Place*

Charlie-Quadku
~~charles messina...

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   There’s a new business around
      that’s taking the country by storm 

   Once known as ‘import-export’ (of)
      exotic spices and super-scarce goods

   Now it's a three-ring, camera-ready circus ~
      pitched tents, colored flags and kaffiyeh hoods
...

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Rel • e • vant 



  ~Begin~
Commence


~Intent~
 Purpose


~Action~
Influence


~Instance~
Illustration


 ~Matter~
Experience


~Evolution~
    Evokes

     
~Import~ 
 Thought


   ~Export~
Communicate


~Continuous~
   Perpetual 


   ~Ring~
Reverberate...

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Things will be great in two weeks
Foretold, ordained, and promised by my Gaia's wisdom.
With this ring, I her wed
Betrothed, bewitched, smitten and bitten
I plaintively appeal
And foreswearing poor science I lean on intuition's incalculable import
And offer this corpus indelecti as a sacrifice
On the altar of her breast....

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DIFFERENCES
 popularity
slumbers
unperterbed
in
sentimental
innocence
idealised

the
disheartened
 steeped
in
specific
identity
 contemplate
obstacles
beginning
an
embodiment
of
 frailty

the
exciting
an
inevitable
  reminder
of
vitality

a
preliminary
&
suggestive
difference
of
 considerable
import...

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Wise words work well,
Indulge import;
Touch truth that tells,
Nurture next naught;
Express each etch,
Surpass sweet stakes;
Spread sensuous sketch.
Free fragile fake,
Opt only one;
Niche notions nice,
Describe deeds done.
Work wealthy wise,
Impart in ink,
Touch thrilling think.





Leon Enriquez
04 June 2015
Singapore...

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A heart of glass can never mend, 
But only import a poison friend, 
A taste of pain a shot of doubt, 
A ruined man to scoff and shout, 
A fragile mind that bares the truth, 
A fallen pride an awful youth, 
He feeds the guilt and drinks the tears, 
Of all the memories of darkened years, 
Never again to feel at ease, 
The man then dies upon his knees....

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I try to write through bleary eyes,
as tears and thoughts fall.....
On paper.
Thoughts wild and deep
depart my brain and pen
and fall
helter skelter,
onto the paper.
I long to have words, conviction born,
that those who read will think my 
words true and of import.
I long to impress and endear 
those who read
of the urgent need ......
of action....

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The air-ward climb –
On the weaver’s hill:

Ozone-layered: across 
The delight of new eggs;

Soft – in my intent, brief!
Transitory; leaping
From side to brighter side;

The non-conceived patterns
Growing in frequencies
By our sea-storms and dead deluge:

Are they brief?
Are they intent?
These cata-combs of broken skulls!
Are they the import of our essence?...

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What is the value
of faith without doubt
Love without hatred,
peace without routs

What is the meaning
of joy without pain
Words without silence,
sun without rain

Into the middle 
both sides fall within
Dimension redundant,
all endings begin

The yin and the yang
the long and the short
When hands clasp together
—right left to import

(The New Room: December, 2021)...

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An empty chair in a 
muffled day, starts
a self-import and
falters on steps.

You need the fear, to
strike back, when the
tracer distribution
returns with a ghost.

The discount will substract 
from the truth. I will
find the zero at the
end of lies.

Will I concede to the
barter ? Let me first taste
the bitterness of victory,
become drunk on your hate.


Satish Verma...

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Truthless,
I was searching the self, 
in truth of life.

It leaves many
questions, unanswered.
There was import-

of risqué. The generated
heat would kill
ordinary answers.

You can tear up,
a mountain to release
the particles,

although invisible.
You stretch out your hands
to collect black currants.

For a kick-start
you start shouting.
I am the truth !


Satish Verma...

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Birthdays increase and lessen in import,
Impervious to upward, steady climb.
Reflecting on a life both sweet and short,
Two primes; our mean, it seems, is also prime!
However much remains, I do not care;
Days spent with you are all that I could ask.
And still, you leave me breathless, short on air:
Your ever-loving man behind the mask!...

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The veil is invisible
because it is in the ethereal
By grace it falls away automatically 
bringing about an inner shift magically

The happening stupendous, yet nothing to report
since the shift within, for us alone holds any valid import
In timeless time, in as ordained, enableabilities do awaken
with no doing on our part, save choosing that ego be forsaken

05-November-2020...

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