Short Lodged Poems
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I have had my head there many a time
Lodged wherein the sun don’t shine
So sad but true
Everyone knew
When it popped out I would be fine
Lodged in oyster shell,
irritating grain of sand,
grows pearl of great price.
Being beautiful,
and imprisoned in dark shell,
it longs to be free.
::Nothing::
~ on the tip of my tongue ~
\but lodged in my throat/
|can't spit it out|
¥only hack it up¥
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Standing tall dressed in regalia
twenty-one gun salute detonates
a lump lodged deep in my throat
combination pride sorrow and so much more
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
beers...
cycle-path 'lodged hic' calls
be as...
a sigh-called 'a gee'
with respect...
some cycle-path sick mess
calling for...
a sigh-guy i trust
to drink and...
control sigh-caught hics
stan sand
A house
with perfect
symmetry
Lodged
behind a willow
tree
Seeing all
that goes
around
Firmly dug
into the
ground
People have
not lived
in it
Silent
watching as
it sits
Holding
many memories
Keeping
perfect symmetry
The largest rock I stand upon
is anonymity
Lodged within the silence
of myself
Calling from those distant lands
in names left blank and mute
Insuring my obscurity
—unknown but deeper felt
(Dreamsleep: November, 2020)
If but one- roomed for
A dim lit shy one's
Quiet corner view
For a heart at peace, so lodged
And so fixedly
A more bless'ed place
What towered, royal
The ancient past o'er.
Facing, what for world's dangers
Scanned, defensively.
1. with a fragment of devotion still lodged inside her heart, he lives on.
2. with his last bastion of hope, he called out her name and the stars fell down.
3. with their red ribboned love affair splitting and fraying words were no longer enough.
She counts the seeds
Of my pomegranate heart
The same, always the same
No matter how many times she counts.
Her fingers are stained
And though she may wash and scrub
There I will be
In her skin, lodged in places
Where she cannot wash me out
Brushed in days, with most allure
In Summer portraiture
Blazingly shone, if shade-flecked.
Brightsome smiled, if shy-hid!
Therein as their main subject
On that does most reflect
New love, God. For that yet dried is
Was as sweet-lodged amid?
anything can happen...
as ridiculous as it sounds
like a...lodged-hic can...
end-tear one's mind and so some...
't'-(rain-a-sour-ass) rump starts yelling farts
claiming that the game board is his and...
so too...is your future
len
Something somebody knows lodged in his mind safe,this is knowledge.It’s very powerful and shedding light to walk right,fluctuates knowledge up and down like water in a lake,intaking of food in excess erasing the lines of memory as per prophet Muhammad said!
Sickness incredulously slipped the noose
wormed its way past healthy constitutions
and lodged spear like into Adams’ rib
Tenaciously Life held back
marshalling the frontline
lymphocytes funneled nutrients
from Mother’s soup
into the societal fray.
First runner-up;
is missing the mark
disappointment
a block of ice
lodged in your chest,
is not winning
the award
pain
pressed and growing,
is stand naked
in sequined gown
teardrops, silent
coursing in your veins.
Only a sap
swallows
second place.
drinkers from plastic
diet pepsi addicts hear
twice the micro beads
of fractal plastic
lodged in your body systems
on an average
scale of health diets
and population samples
of FOREIGN OBJECTS
in sampled people
stuff that summons class action
lawsuits for billions
stan sand
lodged in an ugly crack on the burnt wall
of a cruelly battered brick building
in a war-wounded city,
is a fragile nest of feather tufts and twigs
rebuilt again and again by one
now joyfully chirping !
Bedrock of beliefs
beliefs interfere
with any notion
of who we are..
beliefs lodged in
our ego selves
stand as protection
of the ego itself..
beliefs may have
been founded on
a bedrock of truth
but now are
trying to endure
as a curtain
blocking our view
of our luminous
and joyful
Bedrock...
In chambers lodged
stretch thy hands
...oh sorcerer
wide spread with staff
and golden garments.
Speak thy vowels...
sulfuric spells
in broken language
high-pitched
as thunder.
Silent in corners shadowed
behind thee...rests
initiates
vulnerable in view of
gymnastic magic!
Johnny Sumler
Magic Words
I went on to the links
With Tiddle-Lee Winks
To knock balls into the woods
We prayed the golf gods
Would shorten the odds
Of finding some lost Riding Hoods
Our balls went astray
And lodged in the clay
Where Adam was resting anon
With balls to foreplay
Adam went on his way
Ere Eve could change into dawn
Such a vast array of things I could tell you
Sometimes I don't know where to begin
How beautiful you are?
How incredible your smile?
How my knees become weak when you sing?
Tell me about what you're thinking
To help my focus narrow
Then I'll tell you what's lodged
Down deep in my heart
For you and you only to know
you move like a hefty pin
on a rail,
anchors lodged to every limb,
like a guilt ridden prisoner.
you strike at an impression,
as if flightless,
feathery.
but your disguise
is utter pain,
deceiving.
move on! move on!
abandon your heavy ways.
find a release.
perhaps during a seasonal drought?
i know some would appreciate that.
A poison dart lodged in my heart
One kiss is deadly
Still when it comes to you I can never get enough
A train wreck, my love is crazy
Two souls clashing, smashing apart
A world of kaos, you break me
Trouble in my mind as sanity I can't find
But that's the way it is
So leave me before I die
Till I fall out of life
Till I no longer want
To want you..
Are you a bullet dodged, or a bullet lodged
Deep within my heart
I feel so alive as you’re killing me
Tingling in the tangles of betrayal
Am I your victim or my own prisoner
Locked, tied and bound
I cannot move on with or without you
Hope and desire wrestles violently with strength and courage
If I cut the tie, will I die or will I fly
Away
that's what it is to be a slave
but now you know the truth
and are no longer blind
outcomes are known
history cycles like a clock
it is discrete and you are not
less than this being lodged in time
captured and held upon the water wheel
that goes round and round and nobody knows
when the 'court' count will have no more use for you
stan sand