Short Jettisoning Poems
Short Jettisoning Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Jettisoning by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Jettisoning by length and keyword.
Brian Short
Your album cover
Anything for a Laugh
seems candlelight lit
arched churchways
and smoke from village Chimneys
sepia daybreak
angel clouds jettisoning
with yellow filter
You died in Newcastle
broken by the rain,
only one album
and a few credits
cherished by a few...
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Categories:
jettisoning, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
Where Is Piggy
Three wild frolicking hairy unkempt hillbillies
Jettisoning off their wonderful new pet
Doing banshee yells and hog calls
Happily playing with their newest mate
Where is Piggy? They asked Mom.
Until sundown they looked for him.
Pretty soon they smelled sweet sauce.
Beside themselves with grief, ate barbeque....
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Categories:
jettisoning, 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th
Form:
Blank verse
Jettisoning Fear
blast from the past
leaves us appalled & aghast
crude wake up call
delusion blown in the squall
savage dream images
ferality that conscience ravages
remnants of our past
resurfacing for an unholy repast
negativity seeking release
being a bubble of ego imaginary
we allow it to quietly burst
for love alone quenches our thirst
in prayerful surrender
19-September-2020...
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Categories:
jettisoning, dream, fear, love, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
2014
For year two thousand fourteen to be better,
We must excavate no bones from our past.
By forgiving others, our grievances, we unfetter,
Building a kinship with God that will last.
So lets rush headlong into this new beginning,
Jettisoning those grievances we've held in store.
When we nurse a grievance, Satan's wining,
Don't let him entice you from Heaven's door.
A Thought
Regret is only felt after it's too late
And we oft perceive a matter to be,
Until to us, it becomes....
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Categories:
jettisoning, change,
Form:
Lyric
Monk mode
I go about my everyday chore
full of zest but no desire to score,
with no rear view mirror, in this moment,
I frolic about in throb of bliss magnetism potent,
as it so transforms my form, layer by layer,
the invocation being my prayer,
allowing my soul to be by love led,
jettisoning from my being, ego now dead,
judging no one for I know in truth all are one
and thus in timeless time, coming undone,
in an aspect of embrace and release,
with no demons left to appease....
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Categories:
jettisoning, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme