Short Insolvent Poems

Trump Is An Insolvent agent.

We never understood what Trump meant,
And he did end up being insolvent agent;
Never had fit in,
Again and again;
We never loved and always would resent.

Jim Horn...

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Sad story
Wet ripples
Salty tears


Notice now
Weird and weary
Dreary drizzle


Bad weather
Freezing cold
Wet blanket


Insolvent ways
Dreamy distance
Tedious touch


Why bother?
Risk rapture
Fond textures




Leon Enriquez
17 May 2018
Hamlet Place, ACT...

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Sugar is sweet
But, too much of it makes you sick
And may die diabetic and despondent.

Love is sweet
But too much of it makes you insolvent
And may die too dependent.

Better moderate and milder
As it makes you somber
But the sweetest word ever 
Is LOVING YOU  forever!...

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Dear God
Get me out of here
Let me go somewhere else
Where I can fight the evil
Which surrounds me here
And which I am forbidden to fight
But take not my anger
My indignation in justice
So that I continue to burn
To right it or bury it

I know, dear God
I have asked this before
In other skins on my flesh
And found myself most widely wild
But if it is possible
In my insolvent soul 
Dear God, get me out of here!...

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Definitions strain contends defensively
no obligation of restraint ~ creativity
lures its object, beauty, to the mind
and leaves insipidness behind, behind!

Nor desecrate as if alone
reactions tempered my unknown,
insolvent only as to loan
does liquify its purpose own!

Then dissipates as if my prone
were self existing, ne'er by sown ~
To live my art, I must condone
needs deprivation . . . for my poem!...

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Thoracic clouds stream
Healthy with motion
In wisps of whipped cream
Slinging dew potion

Lifting flower face
Open to receive
Veritas of grace 
Exultant to heave

Wilted decays past
Insolvent in debt
Letting fortune last
Longer than regret

Salvaged from bounties
Across the divide
Valued in counties
Ever to provide

Legacies of truth
In churning reason
Fetching hidden youth
Each passing season....

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Impressions of the waif, the overload
dissensions allocate ~ insolvent, told
are they that wile and wait
the other's strode!

While time be not incumbent
 ~ is not old,
to front concerns, not slumber
 ~ must unfold!

My life is not assunder
 ~ with grief's hold,
or looks for daily number
 ~ towards greed's gold!

The Now ~ my master's rumble
 ~ speaks, implodes
it's to my feet ~ the jumper
 ~ must explode
God's call remerits wonder
 ~ my unmold!...

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