Short Imprinting Poems

Thermal
images-
imprinting a
yellow-white outline on
cool blues....

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writing on the wall
an excess, caulk imprinting
in spite of the paint

5/12/19...

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Words scrawl on the page
Pen flying at the speed of light
with no end in sight
imprinting my soul on the page...

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Putting cards in a play box
Treating wise men to joys.
Looking sideways at an old sock
Beating tin cups on toys.

Imprinting faces in the carpet,
Sleeping soundly, bum in the air.

Mum picks me up, loving me quietly,
Hushes me to lulling-land, fingers through my hair....

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Some people write of
things they know...
feeling more daring,
I prefer to explore:
start with a glimpse,
or chase a shadow,
a sliver of light
from a strange door
left ajar, on a path
I obscurely saw – 

Some people write
while I more dream,
imprinting pages
with a glint and a
gleam – in pursuit
of some ever
illusive beam.......

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We are 
fused,
fused to
reality.
The reality
we know.
Not 
apart from
but integral 
to. 
Our vibrations 
spread out
imprinting this
realm. 
Absorbed,
our energy 
is reflected
back,
we are 
enveloped 
in what
we are.
Feed back 
loop,
energy 
feed back
loop.
“For whatsoever 
a man 
soweth
that shall
he also
reap.”...

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Come to me with whispers
Anoint my skin with kisses
Now the night belongs to us alone
Delighting in your quiet words, I
Leave the day's concerns behind
Ecstasy in your finger tips
Listening to a serenade of heartbeats
Imprinting your name upon my soul
Glory being in the giving of self
Horizons yet to examine together
Tonight, for now, just this night….


For the Romance contest......

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Sipping formaldehyde with medical hype
A lab coat cloaked sterile destiny
Balding with bare hands to compute
Imprinting watery vitality to a blue tooth
Chip sensor, genetic desire plunges
Closeted towards strapped hardwired control
Engineers veer deaths machination icons
As chirping screens bleat out information barriers
To pass through fat nurses and white hallways
The delayed security of death...

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Spry of step, your clover feet
green with chlorophyll oil
sugared the soul, contained, complete
bergamot imprinting soil

You are a butterfly shy of wings
tethering a cloud in your net
Immersed in the wonder that wonderful brings
you give just as much as you get

Swept of hair, eyes of blue
imprinted with languid desire
Imagining me, Imagining you
From the earth to the sky, even higher....

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Do you see me
Through the window
On the glass
A soul dancing in trance

Do you see me
Perfectly imprinting myself
On the brick walls
Through window pane

Do you see me
A winged soul
Trapped in human body
Acting so bold

Do you see me
Suggesting ideas
Anywhere, everywhere
With or without much thought

Do you see me
Standing in a shallow pit 
Hiding my flaws
Balancing on my feet...

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In bed lovesick, waiting for the rain;
Coffee in the air instruments being tuned,
faintly I hear them ready to try again;

Wearing a sleepy smile I swooned;
Nothing like waking up to a song
as I lay in this blanket cocooned;

In this moment is where I belong
imprinting  every drop of this;
Don't know I'm listening, I'll play along;

Just stay quiet and I get to witness 
the magic  of a morning band practice....

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You are constantly mimicking and following me around
Imprinting my silhouette on the sidewalk
I know you well, though you don't make a sound
You're taller than me, but you don't weight a pound
At the end of the day, when the sun is no longer shining on the ground
The nighttime creeps in, teasing you with its sweet talk
And you always fall for it, and into the darkness you are drowned
Until the next sunny morning on which we will walk....

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Substantial quadrants of hate

Throughout these veins circulate

Spiraling in frenzied states

Adrift an ailing coma


Infinite corruption clawed my corneas

Birthing the erasure of euphoria

Imprinting trademarks of memoria

Leaving in wake vile aromas



All confidence dissolved to solvents

Due to definitive involvement

Susceptible to gaunt installments

Marring my skin with melanoma



Mother Earth serves as a mime

Humanity must be refined...

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He was raised Protestant –
later, upon studies,
he converted to Catholicism
and became a Jesuit 

as is current pope Francis.
He labored with zeal
after ordination,
proclaiming true religion to all Nations.

With six other priests he was arraigned 
on the charge of high treason
and condemned to death by an English court.
He was subjected to inhuman tortures and executed.

In prison, he converted
many fellow prisoners,
imprinting the cross of Christ
on their minds....

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