Short Like A Broken Record Poems

Little Grey Cuckoo
Singing, only for himself
A "Broken Record"...

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everlasting tune
        over and never over~ 
              insult injury...

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Records are made to be broken 
   they say

Yet who wants a broken record
   at the end of the day...

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A Broken Record
A Broken Tape
A Broken Cd
Were Lost In Music
But Not In A Trap
A Broken Treble Clef....

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Everything you said,
Was conjuring up the dead.
The countless sleepless nights; 
Scenes running through my head,
Haunted by the dead....

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Trump Thoroughly Becoming Terrible

Trump was thoroughly becoming terrible,
As well as unsure of self and unbearable;
Standing tall;
Real goof ball;
Like broken record appearing irrepairable.

Jim Horn...

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Some say “broken picture” instead of “broken record”
Let's get our idioms straight to avoid the literary hoards
Kinda humorous though
Turned my crank, don't ya know
Holy doo doo, this old duffer is really bored!...

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Chamber Music Chopped

Sailing to heaven,
the violin and viola
never noticed

the cello sleeping
dangling in the sky
until it was too late. 

their anchor was gone
and the trio became
a broken record.


©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
January 8, 2013...

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My mind feels like a broken record, 
I keep thinking about the same old things.
I feel so stuck in déjà vu,
Running through the same old scenes.
Day in, and day out, 
My mind is never empty. 
But sometimes I wish it was, 
So I could sit and think....

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Can anyone relate, to pain once it begins? 
No way to escape fate,  the broken record never ends; 

Accept now what is, not longing for should have beens’, 
What was, is not, what is, what a tragic end; 

There never was a what was, its an imagined should have been 
...

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Repeating on and on without changing,
the boredom settled in

Lost in endless repetition,
ten miles South of what might have been

A broken record skipping, skipping,
the groundhog’s prediction thin

Burrowing out the same old hole
—ten miles South of what might have been

(Dreamsleep: December, 2020)...

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An experience from long ago,
He held onto, inside it made his heart cold,
He never let all the bitterness go inside,
With every new face these feelings he thought he could hide,
Transferred emotions, he couldn't even see the abuse,
The next person would pay, and he would subconciously use,
Until he can come to grips to face it head on,
The cycle will keep replaying that song....

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What is life with death?
What is air with only one breath?
Where is time when a clock keeps ticking?
Life is a broken record endlessly skipping
Compare the height of a mountain, to the depth of an ocean
A parallel mirror with the exact motion?
What is sun when moons its sequel?
Who am I if you're my equal?
As love is, the same as hate
Where does life put us if death's our fate?...

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same with a test today
similar with a challenge tomorrow
identical my reaction then
exactly my response now
change is a bell broken down, restructured, and repainted
when the jingle is heard, the reality of life kicks in like a sudden episode of nausea
the realization then comes that everyday is repeat season
might as well listen to the radio and whisper to myself cliches of insanity...

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All of yesterdays wilt 
Reflections of the glass were very clear
As it has always been
Today, I wish it hadn't been that way
Yearning and longing was what it was
The only thing I have ever known
I am afraid 
The moment that I start to walk
I tell myself a lie
A fool that I am
Believed such a lie
Like a broken record
I do it again and again
As the darkness came
Today, I lie again...

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A wall divides
me from that
peace of mind. 
A peace I hope
one day I'll find.
But unti then,
I stare at the wall
and wonder 
how its fair
to break down
when it was I
who did the hurting.

I stare at the wall
and I know
it was never fair. 
That's what he 
called it,
what he always said. 
Like a broken record
reminding me
it would never be equal
and the fool I was
thought it was a joke....

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The only 
lesson 
 I have learned 
is that 
everything
was meant 
to burn .
Leaving in 
it’s ashes 
the repeating 
rueful record 
that’s 
always stuck 
on one track. 
Puttering 
out those 
once persistent 
fervent feelings .
 Which makes you 
yearn for her 
in your 
arms again.

But love is just 
Like a record .
When it’s broken you can never
truly get it back
 to what it once was....

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Your name rolls through my mind like molasses
Tugging and scraping along the surface of my brain
Those six lucky letters nag and drag me down
The way I eat, the way I walk down a flight of stairs
I feel those six letters watching, analyzing, critiquing
To think! Such utter misery born from such a beautiful memory!
Nothing can stop this broken record now
Not time, not fate, not God himself 
can stop this ugly sound....

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12+ year's but who's counting

Since i stopped marking the anniversary

Of our final touch and kiss

And no 1 to blame but me
And all my baggage of yesterday
Still waiting to be claimed at lost property

Forget my bravado
My broken record game face

My go to heartbreak tunes
I cry myself to sleep to

It's only me i am fooling
in the end

That time can heal a broken heart

And i don't crave nor miss 

Love and all it's benifits...

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Emotions are a broken record
Spreading nothing but discord
I wish I could sign an accord
With my foolish heart

Like silly string we drift apart
Foretold from the start
Love isn't really smart
But we always knew

A romance burning bright and new
In your eyes was something true
But we were both past curfew
And echoes chase my pride

If in you I had to confide
This union I would at last deride
And this may be the last ride
For my foolish heart

...

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Yes Wilfredo I do hear it
as I listen with intent,
what has happened to the children
and enchanted time we spent?

Is the past all that we own now
is forever meant to be,
just repeating and repeating
those few years so young and free?

In that lane of dormant memories
where the music swirls around
like a broken record keeping
us forever near it's sound,

Somewhere someone plays tomorrow
on an upright in the hall,
notes that do not need to borrow
words from yesterday at all....

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