Short Locating Poems

My husband and I had a good laugh!

LOCATING THE SWITCH

light in the attic
when i asked for directions -
just push up or down

5/4/2022...

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Eco-locating dreams of a wounded me

Rejected by the fins cutters of bloody Reality

I had strong arms but could not walk

on powdered carcasses of my friends' hopes

they had only gills...lungs “saved” me...

drifting on a dry land with no melody...


copyright@iolandascripca2012...

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Toll,
Of bells,
In a shrill,
Pell mell,
Gale,
Of  wind,
Naughty,
Swaying,
And ferocious,
Floated,
The toll,
For someone,
Real well,
Rain poured,
From soaked clouds,
Drenching all
Lightening flashed,
As if locating,
The poor soul,
Who was scared,
And waiting for hell,
For he knew,
If the bells did,
It was his toll....

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A leap into death bed.
The water of life 
had sucked you dry.

Tracking a subtle sound,
I was chasing you
in the jungle of untruths.

You being in the crowd,
I was locating the god’s
vision in failing lights.

Who was hiding behind 
the torn pages of
scriptures ? The words

had started bleeding.
O, my god, the man was 
going to defile a beast !


Satish Verma...

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locating my frolic
lost somewhere along the way
discarded among my happy-go-lucky
brazen swagger
with teeth gritted for effect
dealing with the dust and dream
looking for my sizzle to find
used to fit snug, like a
a patented soft leather glove
been told I look lustful
in my leathers
ahhh . . .
found my misplaced frolic
to wear with pride
feels so good
I allow it to be unbuttoned
exposing my glad...

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If those halls in that place
I called home at the start, 
that particular smell that ached
right along with muffled choir 
vocals and pipe organ music,
equally mystical and subdued 
like soft rains at Summer’s end-
If they are as potent 
as the motion I’m making 
at the now, the one 
now past quickly by, 
What is it then to stare
into things that are always 
echoing. Clinging to dreams 
of locating patterns. 

You can only listen....

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*Image of Curious Knowing by Pixabay.

Curiosity

I woke to a word that was beyond me,
Comment of some familiarity,
Foraging my senses most thoroughly,
Locating lots of discarded debris,
This way, I gave myself a third degree,
In hopes, I shed this stifling mystery,
Dictionary as clear as the Black Sea,
At last, I discovered a remedy,
Twas the source and impetus of Curie.

2022 August 29

*RZ & HMS; 10 syllables per 9 lines....

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She gazed into the stars
looking at  heavenly bodies
as they slowly meandered
across the the darken sky
picking out various star clusters
and locating bright shining planets
watching the sky slowly move
 like a giant wheel
 turning
resembling a silent clock
with imaginary hands 
with each new upcoming hour
it slowly moved in motion
all in precision like clockwork
same route year after year
like time the forward motion
will continue on for millions of years....

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Hey, Daddy, I want to take a walk.
Daddy does not listen or look at me.
He is poking buttons on his light up toy.
Bing. Bee Bing Bee Bing Bee Bing Bee Bing.

Hey, Daddy, I am almost out of food.
How about a ham or bologna treat?
Daddy is congratulating himself on a win.
His thumbs are working harder now.

The light up toy is making happy sounds.
Bing. Bee. Bing. Bee. Bing Bee Bing Bee Bing.
Tonight, I will be locating and tearing up
This toy, I refer to as His Light Up Thing....

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