Short In The Meantime Poems
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The alarm rings too early
I get out of bed too late
What happens
in the meantime
~ The day has to wait
Can it be done? One asked.
I am unsure and afraid said another.
So many things could go wrong.
It never worked before.
In the meantime a woman did it.
I cannot be kidnapped
I am safe
They wouldn’t find anyone
To pay my ransom
May be my dead body is worth more
I have to wait and see
In the meantime
I smile at my abductors
From a divine place
Form:
~ Do Not Despair ~
Nations without hearts
eventually fall apart
~ In the Meantime ~
Deprive their leaders of guns
protect your daughters and sons
Soon we'll be all settled in our new abode
In the meantime we have big problems by the load
Nothing unusual
Just an average movable
Feel restless, anxious and jumpy like a toad
We have been blessed with a beating heart
but not with an infinite amount of heartbeats…
Which means one day the beating of our heart will be done….
In the meantime may we be blessed…
not to waste a one.
No end to his goofies, someone just said
Born to be goofie, damn well part of his heritage
Can't condemn me
Still just a trainee
Eventually, I'll reform, in the meantime, I'll blame my parentage
Ninety-one degrees fahrenheit it got up to today
Don't the gods know it's time for autumn's ballet
Lower temps expected soon
In the meantime we swoon
And revel in LATE summer, so put back the sleigh
You are handsome boy
Sitting with her
In front of me
Light plays well
And gets drunk on your edges
I want my son to grow up as you
In the meantime
I like to see you
Get a little bit drunk
On your cappricios
And shining face.
there is no peace
when man fears the eyes of mann
when faint follies and karma
provokes silent sullen protest
mounted by cruelty
and thee essence of the raw mann
destine to rule over a people
in the meantime
written by Mrs. Yolanda Joy Nicholsen
He has you sit there and wait ~
it's not the first time,
it won't be the last.
You know and accept it ~
those many ways he lets you know
his time's infinitely more valuable.
In the meantime you sit there patiently.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
He is a crackshot I told his great-grandpa
Grandpa misheard; he thought I called him a crackpot
It took awhile for us to sort it out
In the meantime, grandpa was angry, showing a pout.
Not sure he ever fully understood
The beginning of dementia is never good.
I'm so excited,
A place to write
Be myself, dedicated
A life so bright
So much to say
so little time
Ill go threw out the day
Rhyming in the meantime
But as for now I'll end with that
The start of a new beginning
My heart will chat
My soul will be singing
At this time and age
We need the web
Just to communicate
Without it
There is too much time
on our hand
Like a walk
Or the gym
Soon we all
Move away from our suburbs
Cyber space is building
New real estate
In the meantime
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Form:
the concord
They have agreed to talk
We grasp straws for the sake of peace
Trump's arms outstretched, hollers
Please give me the prize Obama got
It is mine to keep forever
In the meantime, the US Navy murders
men in speed boats along the coast
of Venezuela
salt can bleed the heart
out of its natural helium state.
in the meantime i will age gradually.
i am in need of scripture and multivitamins.
single sylable i sitting on the couch
drinking tap water from a masson jar.
monotheistic i body..
three parts water one part salt.
Kindred spirits connecting thoughts, meeting in the dark
Counterbalanced personalities
Soulmates telepathically need not to remark
Unconstrained by mere localities
What's I think may just be there for real
Someday I may find out
But in the meantime I do sense
It's there, without a doubt
At least it’s not entrapment, school,
But aims at freedom of speech,
For every pupil, every child,
Whatever it is that they beseech.
But when you feel like you’re in prison,
Just speak, if you can, well and clear,
And, if they ignore you in the meantime,
Maybe one day they'll draw near.
Heaven's prospect comforts.
In the meantime
What's felt of it, guides me here
As leads me there
Has such been, angel-handed
As Fate branded.
If through this link, tingles with
Love's mortal fire.
Man to woman's day to day's
Firm clasp relays.
Cools not down in both these chills:
Weather's. Life's ills.
I think of the lonely soul tonight,
the one who cupid has forgotten.
Your true love hasn't arrived yet.
In the meantime, look at your;
reflection in the mirror and make,
a declaration of your love.
Be your own Valentine on this day
of cupid. You owe it to yourself.
Alexis Y.
02/15/2021
I've picked the scabs until they bleed,
And then wonder why they never heal
Is it just a compulsive need
For pain to be what I mostly feel?
A Masochist- Antagonist!
Perfect Punch-drunk Pragmatist!
The Hypnotist who slits his wrists-
And I shall suffer in the midst
The Agony cuts one half of me
(I'll bear the brunt of all of this...)
Once I was a mouseketeer
But now
I am a Sonneteer
With fourteen lines of rhyme
Finding poetry sublime
Creating memories of time
All new and never mimed
That would be a crime
I do this to pastime
With words that
Twist and intertwine
In the meantime
I am thinking of bedtime
Needing relaxation time
This is why I am a,
Sonneteer
What's this?
Pure bliss
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Don´t walk on the grass
Do not have thoughts and opinions
That is not the official western version of democracy.
Do not tell gags that is funny, it will upset someone
that find it invasive and crude
Humour is not comical especially if irony is involved.
We are living in a woke time and like covid disappear
In the meantime, be careful of what you say.
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