Short Left Of Center Poems

Beautiful flowers
A clock tick and a leaf shred 
Nothing left remain...

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Sun kissed the mountains

Mist elevates to the sky

Stillness left behind...

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Put in lethargy
Weakness stupor sleepiness
No energy left

Russell Sivey...

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Lost in confusion,
distracted by tomorrow
anxiety his lover
—memory undreamed

(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)...

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Grab your funny bone and give it a tickle
And for life's dessert try some pumpernickel
Actually never tried it
I have to admit
But heard it was good for your left ventricle...

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i've trapesed many cemeteries
all once wildlife sanctuaries
now rows and rows of houses
nature spurned, again thwarted 
not one stone left unturned.

Missed the deadline for the 'Two Word Challenge - One Stone' :(...

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Tweets are the calling birds;
Singing and sounds that they're heard;
Sounding calling out their chirps;
Tweets, toots, pecks and becks;
What's left chirpiest?


8/2/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©...

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i am left of center in life's enigma,
but in politics i am more in the write.
letters and words mix to cause confusion,
think carefully now.....am I right?

Hint at the irony, I'm trying to be bright,
With a letter that stands for individual might......

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Dark
Bitter
Autumn frost
Trees left barren
Coated fallen leaves
Blanket dank ground
Fresh snow flakes
Now cleanse
Bright...

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there's a green space on
the grounds covered in shopping
bags burning trash air

polluted it seems
the rivers oceans and streams
pollutions man made

on fire can't breathe
so we drink dirty waters
cause that's all that's left



1/25/2022
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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With the onslaught of winter
Days become shorter and the nights longer
The air becomes crisper
Trees fight winds as they get stronger 
The rain and the wind has signed a merger

The sun hides till late in the morning
While wrestling a cloud filled sky 
Dewdrops kiss the foliage when the day is dawning 
A blistering wind makes everything go awry 
When the rain starts falling, nothing is left dry......

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She softly cries for him. The tears begin.
He left alone.
Without her.
Single
Now
She
Wakes up
Swears off men
Blinks it away
She'd rather be alone than cry again.
  

November 7, 2020 (picture #2)
For Eve Roper's Double Tetractys 5 Poetry Contest...

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As with the begging night, 
you tease 
engulfing me 
with a passioned kiss 
carried in 
through a vagrant breeze 

crimson drops of honey 
dipped pleasure 
pristine pure, 
mysterious bites 
scraping 
hushed scents 
of two lover's lips, 
flipped 

switches of oral intent 
where light flickers 
into the recesses of the mind, 
playing 
with the light and dark 
of moving shadows 

lusting after poetic lines 
left behind...

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Donkey.
Elephant.
Right, left, or center.
We The People are the core
Of our nation’s soul and we must defend her.
Radical agendas, violence and hate won’t do
We all must come together, black, white, red, blue; there’s so much more to do.
Solidarity and prosperity lifting all boats on its tide.
Put aside differences and focus on our goal.
We are the people, together we should stand
In the land of liberty
Of, and by, and for
The People
Just WE.
...

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Longing
Coveted want
Aching, yearning, pining
Languishing desire from afar
Lovelorn

Obsessed
Nervous urgence
Craving, needing, angsting
Agonizing itch left unscratched
Enslaved



12/21/14
Contest: Cinquain
Sponsor: Dr.Ram Mehta

First line: Title
Word count: 1-2-3-4-1-
Syllable count: 2-4-6-8-2...

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my hair runs wild,
my thoughts went a little more,
with dreams in my eyes
the world a little below
 my insanity runs amok 
while the cold wind blows 

towards wilderness I am swept 
maybe, beneath  there is snow
not scared to stumble
for I have wings to show
wider and wider they are spread
higher and  higher I go
 
Above  the moors,
Neck to neck with mountains
Above is just a moon
No fumble no falter
No full stops ahead,
Left right center
Incessant infinity…...

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I love her
she's with him,
as she kisses him
who does she see?

She may see two,
maybe sometimes me,
I always knew
there was three,
can't love two...

just left of center
inside right triangle,
I am one,
a number in this triangle
blowing out my unlit candle...

Sometime she loves me
as she embraces him.
How did this begin?
Can love ever be?
Will this carnival ever end?

I want to be first
a one and only love,
no matter what I do,
I remain at number two,
a star beneath the moon......

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Just today is ours . . . 
yesterday is a locked door;
the key no longer possessed.
We cannot rearrange
spent furniture we left behind.


Unknown tomorrows . . . 
impenetrable portal
between now and destiny;
squander not your best day
pseudo living beyond the doors.



Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, July 14, 2014...

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