Short Lightheaded Poems
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Laughter with old pals,
like an immaculate song
can't be out of tune
It is life dancing
in lightheaded wisp of time-
a glass always full
-Nicola An
Irresponsibly jolly
Afternoon of folly
Amusement found
Festivities abound
Lightheaded foolishness
Bouts of happiness
Joyous merriment
Heart’s glorious alignment
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
The catch in your breath
your pulsating chest
You're lightheaded, silly
tongue babbling, willy-nilly
Eviscerated, all that
when she crosses your path
Your heart turned to stone
bare survival alone
My belly is making noise
Noise all can hear
I'm hungry it says
I'm lightheaded with fear
Vanity all the time
Hiding what I eat
UNderground with the toilet
All I feel is defeat
I want to see past this
For once I get a bite
I just can't stop
I can't win this fight
SURF'S UP
It drug the beach sand making trenches
causing lightheaded fainting of wenches
the ocean was icy
he stood out quite nicely
even after allowing for shrinkage.
2/19/2016
submitted to – Limerick Contest II – for fun – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Jan Allison
A wet floor sign now
Where you once stood.
Lightheaded from the intoxicating scent.
Knees weak and trembling.
Dopamine hits like a truck.
Addicted now to the source.
Nose flares in search.
Sweat beads on the forehead.
Desire drives the urge…
You move the mop bucket to the next aisle…
Haven’t been on soup much today
Been feeling ill some kind of way
Can’t put my finger on why I am sick
Did I catch a bug was it my last dish
I’m in no pain thank God for favor
So poetry soup I can now savor
Just feeling nauseous tired and lightheaded
Writing poems is a jones done from pink bed
Where is it
My mind I have lost
Carried away
Like a letter in the post
A void need filling
To stop the spinning
I'm going mad
no ecstacy I'm feeling
The words aren't making sense
I feel lightheaded
It's no pretense
This body's beheaded
So spare me lord
Take my soul
For it is all I can afford
And bless it...
First Kiss
While embracing
They look into each other's eyes
They are the only two people on the planet
Her lips are moist soft and warm
His tongue gently parts her lips
Her tongue meets his
Their eyes close
His hand caresses her back
Comes to rest on her buttocks
He feels her pressing against him
They smile and feeling lightheaded
Sit for awhile
*
Panagiota's Dream
With trepidation she picked up her pen.
Should I try this now.......or when?
Her Muse whispered in her ear!
"It's now or never, poetess, dear!"
Ah, that word "poetess" made her
divinely lightheaded.
And thus, my friends, she and her
pen are most happily wedded!
August 7, 2020
7:45pm PSt
It came at me with stealth
My heart was racing
With gripping strength
My thoughts were pacing
Color drained from my face
It suffocated me
My head was spinning
Gasping from hyperventilation
With no chance of winning
Against the fight with fear
It left me vulnerable
My tears kept flowing
Dizzy and lightheaded
Left with no way of knowing
How to face the New Year
Legerity in my history
So my transparency
What
Lightness in moment numbness agility
Lethargic
Legerity
What
Prosperity
Flexibility in my mind
Metal still legerity
Lack of weight By
What
Due to homelessness
Lightness feeling and touch
Hopelessness
Lightheaded feelings in touch zero gravity
Property legerity
What
7/10/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021
for all narcissistic purposes,
are you my yeyo,
my guiding light
my guardian, my knight,
my moon, my morning,
my moonlight in darker nights,
I am lightheaded, yeyo
and warmhearted,
by you,
my yeyo
I am even hardheaded.
I get violent for you, yeyo
I am weakened by the climax of your imagination
I dare not belong to another
I positioned myself for this very poison
tabooed by you, my yeyo
so love me.
as they
understand and
drive snorting
oxybenzene not
greatly unawares
of lightheaded
reflective breath
a spiteful
zombie confronting
again brainwashed
beret sociopath
unfalteringly abusive
handicap boloney
that parade
marches gloatingly
gutenberg freebee
would gratify
faulty ghost
with nonsweet
buttercup ooze
always demonstrate
rinse towel
you encounter
this reschedule
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 21–27, 2026)
My head is spinning out of control
It seems that I don’t have a hold
Is it my health or am I old
Oh doctor, let me know
Sometimes it throbs, a dulling ache
How much more, just can I take
My head is getting ready to break
I think it’s vertigo
For when I stand or even sit
My head, it spins into a fit
It drives me mad, to lose my whit
I can’t take it anymore
I need a cure oh doctor, please
Constant spinning makes me wheeze
I am falling now onto my knees
My head is very soar
Why do we pretend to care?
What's the point in trying to keep a false peace?
A fake of what my true feelings on the matter are.
Never to be shown, lest the pain uproot the remaining sanity.
Bottling your feelings is better than letting them spray about.
Soaking the walls of social circles and causing a scene.
Satisfaction granted that I cannot give.
I cannot continue to bleed for the cause.
The lightheaded feeling from loss of the blood is repressing my ability to think clearly.