Short Jarred Poems

children 
c a p t u r i n g 
caterpillars  


In Just A Few Words 2 Poetry Contest 
Sponsor: Joseph May 
7/14/2021...

Read More

A blood’s cry dulled eerily from ghosts,
Had its jarred kisses like melancholia noon on purpled quab,
Righteous sanity to undone vain whirlwind, 
xylophoning, yet zephyr....

Read More

You make us laugh at the terror of life in a measured way,
Lets look think and react to new profanity,
Let's get jarred, the fool bows before the bard,
Because he knows life is hard,
He lives in perfect empathy......

Read More

Jibes flew across as sharp
         jutting arrows  stabbing
jolts chilling  blood curdling 
        jarred sensibilities
Juxtaposed between sects
       jagged edged racial slurs 
jettisoned global peace


Contest Pleiades J
Six syllables in each line
date 4th March 2017...

Read More

The sublime elixirous fragrance
Rose exuding it's sublime essence
Teleported to nirvana, presence
Jarred by piercing pain of a thorn

Withdrawing not, holding opposites
Frozen in time, in the palm of our hand
The pain too transmuted as bliss
Dissolving all inherent contradictions

03-November-2022...

Read More

~
I was jarred awake by a storm 
last evening while dreaming of us,
we were together and we were happy
A bright flash of lightening ignited the 
evening sky flooding my room with light,
allowing me once again to see 
that I was actually alone
Stunned and saddened, I sat there in silence
waiting on the thunder...

it never came...

Read More

Pools ripple and tides change
Who knew this would be so strange
An angel sent to heaven a mother is gone 
Our memories together. 
Oh so fond. 
Smiles on our faces
Turn to missing places 
Pain hits us har
Our hearts are jarred. 
Remembering mother
One like no other.

R.I.P Mom 

Melissa Sue Hanawalt 
04-20-1979 - 12-07-2019...

Read More

I was sitting in a meeting quietly, trying to act serious
When the good friend behind me fiddled with my chair, something furious.
I traveled down hard and fast, completely jarred, as I landed.
Reached behind me and slapped her knee with a crack, overhanded.
The ones who saw were in crazy stitches.
They did not tell, they are not snitches....

Read More

Tension grips:
when you try to open
the jarred doors-

of the death.
It was on old friend,
on the cusp-

selling the dirt.
Was it the ending of
the beginning ?

Who will go
beyond the dead 
to find the immortal ?

You have left 
many cantos unfinished.
I will try, will try

to join the dots,
the dashes,
the parentheses.


Satish Verma...

Read More

Look for these items to help you whip together
Easy midnight snak
Canned tuna
Salmon, or sardines (in water
Canned new white potatoes
Canned vegetables
(asparagus, carrots, green beans, mushrooms))
Canned fruit packed in light syrup or juice
100% fruit preserves
Canned chicken or beef bouillon 
Canned tomatoes and tomatoe paste
Salsa
Ketchup

2042015...

Read More

Without guide I race to her
Though my legs are old
In my hand this restless pen
Might I write before I’m cold

I hope my words will move her
To a place we never knew
Past ten cent stamps with yellowed backs  
‘N jarred seeds that never grew. 

Into fields of tender words
That brush upon her thought
I shall gather the gentle ones
For the flower I always sought...

Read More

You met a girl, but made her a mother.
You have problems of your own how can you take care of another.
So your thoughts are racing, your feet are pacing.
It turns out you made a little girl
You could have had someone to make your world
But one night you took your own life.
That was two years ago and something still isn't right.
And every night I think what would life be like....

Read More

I'm jarred, jolted up
      from a snoring sleep

by my cranky alarm clock's
      clang and beep;

my legs disobey me,
      can't make them move,

my hair stands stiff
      in the old Einstein groove;

all the way to the light
      switch by the door

I stagger up what seems 
      like a mile or more;

then like a dog with
      a bone in its mouth

I drop myself back
      on my sleepy couch....

Read More

sensible version of yesterday's stress induced strange poem

I'm all swirled up, whilst sat so still
Jarred and jostled 
By jolts of half formed thoughts
Tumultuous yet trying to be gentle 
With myself
Who I vowed to be kind to

As adrenaline travels from vein to brain
Attacking little carriages 
Of troubles like the Highway Man
Demanding fight, flight, freeze or fawn
The new version of the tale
For the anxious era...

Read More

"what do you mean by that? " he said
in rather a threatening manner,
I blushed - my face turned red,
all the joy in the day was marred.

His anger changed my view of him
his witty turn of phrase now jarred,
his caustic comments left me cold,
all the joy in the day was marred.


Before I speak I'll think quite hard
and just stay in my own back yard,
curl up in a ball in the corner
for all the joys in all my days are marred,...

Read More

Welcome in the Fall of life Spring enters

Loves emptied heart replenished with his touch

I become his Muse and he is my center

Lips burning passion captured in his clutch

Shared breath nothing compares to this splendor

Two bodies align in time they are flush

Worn hearts beating young with exhilaration

Once again falling into loves temptation









Contest: New Love
Sponsored by, Jarred Pickett 
Ottava rima...

Read More

Slick with wax
My life is lit by jarred candle.
Cannot see ahead of me
Just looking towards it-
Struggling.
Struggling towards it-
Ready to fall.
It seems inevitable that I may sink
Into an ultimatum brought to me
I may give in.
I wish not to-
But it only seems as though soon it will occur.
A feared future staring me in the eyes-
Grimacing
As if to intimidate me
I whisper helplessly.
But I cannot hold on by myself any longer-
I need back up....

Read More

If I was Santa up in the North Pole, many republican stockings would be brimming with coal. President Trump could be gifted a lie detector test, so thousands of rumors could finally rest. I'd arrange for the Italian American Lawyer Association to have Rudy Giuliani apologize to the nation. Mitch McConnell and Mr. Mark Meadows would be sentenced to community service in the ghettos. For Jarred Kushner and Ms. Ivank, I'd gift them a voided check to a Deutch bank....

Read More

.


I'm jarred and jolted up
      from a snoring sleep

by my old cranky alarm clock's
      clang and beep.

My legs they disobey me,
      can't make them move.

My coarse hair stands stiff
      in the old Einstein groove.

All the blurred way to the light
      switch by the door,

I stagger down  what seems 
      like a mile or more.

But every bone joint in me
      screams: arrgh and ouch!

So I drop myself back
      on my sleepy couch.

.

....

Read More

Perhaps it's poetry
and I read it, hear it
beautiful as it is, I seek out
pieces of a person
words that wait for me
because we all revolve and spin
maybe never catching the teeth of the cog
that will make us tick
if we click, I'm still able to rotate in time
proceed with certainty and purpose 
I want the inner workings to be my world
smooth and balanced
no jarred movement or brokenness

the way words are put together
sees me spin
those teeth can also tear me apart
...

Read More

In ode to all who succumb
through wayward passages
lined of scribble notes
dripping ink’s savagery,
staining cursive patterns
in Sylvia-like depressions

Jarred bells ring
down lost tunnels
around each dark corner…clang
from steeples we chase
and beds we lie
draped in sadness
and shapes of
poetic happenstance

Tear drop vinaigrette
spiced of leftover lifetimes
drizzled on leafy desperation
bids a tired farewell
before time collects
the deserved rewards...

Read More

I tumble from my bed 
 As sleep beckons, instead
To math I do head
 This one class I dread.
 
Math is not my skill
 Nor does it thrill
But I take it still
 Like a bitter pill.

I study extremely hard
 My brain now scarred
As math does bombard 
 I feel a little jarred.

I do so carry on
 As the day does dawn
To use my mental brawn
 To prove I am not forgone.

Though this is not my forte
 Here comes the final day
To see if study does pay
I get my grade...it is an "A"....

Read More