Short Jolted Poems

shattering my sleep
it was a voice from the past
I awoke quickly...

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The poor cat jolted:
as lightning struck the rooftop...
it gave her more fright...

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Midnight
I dream awake
Imagination bounds
Drifting, free of mundane confines-
Jolted...

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When the train jolted 
The rain and street lights melted.
Your finger traced sighs
Against the breath-fogged windows.
Love fades like peat fire embers...

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Madly accelerating down the runway
Passengers jolted backward
Lips pressed together
Pressure builds
Ears pop
In the blink of an eye
Airborne...
Flap your wings...

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In the dark of night,
jolted from my bed,
with a thousand thoughts,
racing through my head.

What a dreadful sound,
those loud sirens bring,
welcome to one more,
warm Missouri spring....

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Everyone asleep
In our dream state
A very sound slumber
All of a sudden-jolted awake
The dog is barking
In the early morning
By a barking dog
Nothing to be seen
Barking at the darkness...

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LOVE - LOVE - LOVE

Just a 4 letter word

A mountain jolted

A heart bolted

Find the magic mix

Like a candle wick

Look for love

Wings of a dove.

3/26/2014  JOE POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES...

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ETERNAL SEVENS

A post...a wandering beagle
how old? I count my fingers
...tapping out eternal sevens
forever ago it seems…
is way too long 
...but my heart jolted
upon reading this post…
an old dog found

5/1/2018...

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Their expansive views, high-rode with
Of itself, a world inform.
Calm looked on genius of flight;
Jolted about in a storm!

"Hello down there" faerie-obscure
To whom by shops interact.
Trivial, paltry possessors of life;
And oh so matter-of-fact....

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I wandered along a jagged road
And found what I had lost, as such
A mass of visions, scenes and bones
I wandered along a jagged road
Two steps I take to greet tomorrow
Jolted by the paint I touch
I wandered along a jagged road
And learnt to leave the plague I clutch...

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Spring,
his time
for leafy
prayers from Winter's
share of heaven's rinse
on Earth— his maiden ice
jolted by the sun, his prance 
comes in dew drops and seed drops, a 
gauze on forests and grass blades as sweet
blooms by his tender motions spread all 'round.
...

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JOLTED BY TWILIGHT

Dusk by its very name, is gentle.
Diminishing light at the end of the day
Yet, there are occasional exceptions
Such as a sudden brilliance in the sky
Cause unknown, but still surprising

Jolted by twilight
Looking to the horizon
It’s another sun
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He enters into a deep trance
The soft music nudges him on
A lucid dreamer he is now
He gains transcendence
A soul travellor he is now
The secrets time and space
His to master his to explore
He has a taste of the divine
He is jolted back to our ream
His skin tingling with static...

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Glass Heart 

The sharp pain
of shattering glass
jolted him into reality.

She rudely pranced 
over the brittle shards
she had just created.

"Please be careful,"
he whispered,
"That is my heart you are breaking."

Then she was gone,
leaving him alone,
to pick up the pieces....

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caught napping 
resting on our past laurels 
never served anyone well 

in twilight of existence 
Earth is retaliating 
and jolted into action 
which we might very well now regret awakening 

I’ve no tears left for mankind 
never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake* 
...

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The autumn night started out very peaceful as I fell into a deep sleep. Then the thunder ripped open the early morning as the rain poured down. I was Jolted by Twilight and the loud lightning out of bed.

the start to a new evening-
twilight from lightning
then the moon shines brightly    

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I dreamed I was in Café Terrace with Toulouse-Lautrec.
We were downing glass after glass of orange triple sec.
And quite drunk, he muttered something that shocked me so ~
he insinuated he'd eaten the ear of Vincent van Gogh!
And then I was jolted awake ~ with a sunflower pillow cover
wrung around my neck.
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In the morning the light bursts into my bedroom window
Sending relief into my body
That I am alive one more day

I am jolted by the burst of energy 
from my breakfast before I leave for work 
I walk outside and I smell life
As I drive down the road-

God shows me life in slow motion
And tells me he is everywhere...

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With a broken heart
In miniscule pieces
I stood in front of you,

In weeks you took the time
To build me up,
To risk your heart on my broken one
Taking it piece by piece
Mending it with your tender, loving hands

You gave me the courage to
Spread my wings, jolted my memory
To fly again, 
If that isn’t love, then tell me what is?...

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Caress,
 healing with a soft touch;
My head is such a mess;
You sometimes are too much;
I’m used to the darkness; 

Gentle,
a pair of loving hands; 
Your desire is subtle 
but I know where it stands;
A prize on a mantle; 

Pitch black; 
Senses charge blindfolded;
This slow trail down my back 
out of shadows jolted; 
Electric maniac....

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At first, it feels like there are threats all around. 

Then, I can imagine living peacefully with this enemy…

And then another moment passes. 

And then another unbearable moment passes. 

I am jolted by doubt, and frustration. 

Hopelessness. 

Because I cannot wait for this night to end. 

Because the night is waiting for my pain to end....

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I woke up with tears in my eyes
Befuddled, aghast, I couldn’t remember…
Must’ve been a dream, a memory of a distant past
And try as I might, all I have are cold embers
Of long forgotten kisses and ashened wishes.

I close my eyes and will for sleep
But the feelings that were stirred refuse to let go
Rousing old emotions buried deep
Reliving memories of joy and grief....

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Hugging the pillow sometimes helps.
Clutching it tight and close to my heart.
It's better than holding a Shadow's hand 
And hoping for something more.
 
The pillow is quiet.
I’d rather love its silence
Than be jolted out of sleep
By an Echo.
 
It’s tough to cross the streets, possessed.
I’ll gather the pillow to my bosom
And smother this Waking dream....

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It could be a phantom
And the wind blowing eerily
Lighted and be blown dying
I should have been sleeping now thinking
How come a candle in the wind?
Now in my waking
The memory still haunting
‘Tho unknown
I’m sure another night 
And that jolted me again
I gathered my faith and confidence
To realize somebody guarding and guiding
You are the candle in the wind!...

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