Short Inert Poems

Inert mass functions
paradigm outre' halos
emerald Tang minds...

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a light
frost whitens
the frozen verge-
inert below,summer
awaits...

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love is a verb
a word to be heard
don't be inert
cause that will hurt...

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    Unlock years inert

      Relive the fears that hurt 

       ~ The sun also rises
...

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Spry words of mind’s eye
inert within the bookcase
till one met with you

© Harry J Horsman  2010...

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circling,
           almost still
over fields           
         of grain,
rings of mist-
                 repose
rest,inert...

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moonlight and a Parisian concert ~ floating along the Seine, inert

primary colors on canvas spilled ~ artist's perspective was fulfilled...

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ACRYLISTA orozco daniels
fast
  drying
    polymer
permanence
water
  soluable
emulsated
transparently
      thin
yet
impasto
  thickened
&inert...

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what do we feel beyond boundaries of form
teased by the sun and kissed by the breeze
is the moon inert if it reflects light soft white
regulating both our mood and tides with ease...

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*Image of Owl Grass Mouse Predator by Pixabay.

obscurities
darkness blinks afar
inert rug fronds made alive
plumes confuse stillness

2021 October 15...

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Each day the airwaves brings an expert
Leaves one in awe a trifle inert
There they are on the telly
Advice on setting a jelly
Enough to put one off their dessert.

© Harry J Horsman 2018...

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a lament for forgotten yesterday
a muted sigh for a vanished past
what becomes of a new tomorrow
what remains of this inert today
shackled by nostalgia
searching
ever searching
for that other, better way...

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An attenuated tree branch reaches out to its drowning shadow in the inert millpond.

(23 Syllables)

Personification is a poetic device and not a poetic form, hence me labeling this 'prose poetry'....

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I'm dreaming of fantastic hurt
to my stomach which once was inert.
A cringe of the can,
the binge of the man
consumed by a beverage called Squirt.


Robert Dixon
10/29/2011
The "Pick a beverage, any beverage..." contest....

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The colors of love,
Are intense, inert.

Like a music obscured,
Dismantled, Dispersed.

A stimulating surge,
Like dimensions convert.

Billions poetries,
The wind carries,
With lighting speed
Like a cloud of dirt....

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The selfsame words are ours to use
in manner of our choices.
They lie in helpless, inert piles
until maneuvered by our pens.

10/26/20








Four lines taken from my free verse poem "Words".
For contest Liberum Divisa 2...

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stethoscope ends
emerged from ears,
lady vet’s task
then grimly done—
take your time here,
offered her aide
while tears seeped up
as faithful dog,
grown feebly-old,
lay still, inert,
after last breath:
	sad, lonely choice,
		my only one....

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Sweat is the other garment
   You wear in the desert
When the only water is in the cactus
   And all but the flies are inert

But a cool layer of sweat
   Is a hiker’s proof of award
For taking a thin trail
   And in curiosity, moving forward....

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What if God
is an eternal being of light
that manifests himself
s the substance of all things
living within the inert and moving forces
of life on the earth
All in a single will
to know himself
within the fullest possibilities
of time and space...

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Unwritten poems
            remain unsaid..
            ..dead:
where do they go?
             these no show!
forever 
           they lie inert..
missing
          the light of day:
Do you think
             they still have
something
       to say?...

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The determined feet on the march
The inert soul trampled for the goal to reach
The walker’s heart the broken road can’t reach.

In the circle around me you orbit
The energy burnt sets you in revolving state 
To the centre of my universe you won’t gravitate....

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CASTRATED

In ebony
air on flight
through night
nothing is
big or too 
far off

figuratively 
speaking streams 
forgetful surf
high pitch screams
sandpits churn
tough turf
a wastage
of
egg rock
inert



© Kim van Breda—10 November 2015...

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There is a vortex in every locomotive
that is at once inert and in moto perpetuo
Beneath that vortex lies a feeling, a veritable
epicenter of grief from which springs the only
real compliment to sentient life and to which
our species has attached the name of suffering....

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blank blink a neon inert gas
why bother if idle I can fart
the light of las vegas and a divorce not need reno
as never married I am merry
you guys never saw it coming
as so comely she always said no
to the ring of spar the arena of fun
chaos a kaos of bleed a nose I won...

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If we are here and God out there,
organic form should be inert
but since His breath makes us aware,
is how bliss beats within us spurt.

It’s clear that ego’s our fault line,
corrected when head-heart align
and no sooner we disappear,
the truth of oneness becomes clear....

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