Short Must Be Seeing Things Poems

sleepless
seeing things your way
wondering



posted this February, 2018...

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Waterfalls flowing
seeing things in a new light
natures eyes don't lie.


precept haiku contest...

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hummingbird's green 
 array seen in willow tree... 
no, three leaves windblow

I am seeing things this morn!!Ha!!...

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By the light of the firefly
I walk…I walk down the path
Seeing things I just imagine
Center of firelight

Russell Sivey...

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Listen
There he goes
What this time
Always something
He hears voices
In his head
Not today
I will not hear
Not to him
If not me
It cannot be
He’s just crazy
Seeing things
Voices talking
His just mad...

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January & February this year, 
prescription lenses lost. I count
the cost (it cost me dear).

A place for everything
and everything in its place,
my grandmother said,

but I only know 
where my glasses are
when they're on my face....

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Just an Angel..



Relaxing in the air transparently. 
Playing with her dove, am I seeing things. 

Just an Angel - on a branch. 
Taking a break - from this worlds mass.  
As our existence - begins to bliss. 
Heavens Angels - are blooming their mist....

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A life once brought into the world
Is a new leaf uncurled
Breeze and storm it faces
At times the fire blazes
Withering or staying strong
Drooping or fluttering all day long
All around seeing things die
Until at last it's time to say goodbye
Farewell to thee dear life...

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Temerity is the Clarity, 

of seeing things all the way through, 

Ingenuity and Congruity, 

come along for the rendesvous, 

with Conscientousness and Perseverance, 

you have gathered a most formidable crew, 

but it is Temerity with all Sincerity, 

that acts to form the glue....

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Peeling
away.
Away from
reality.
Seeing things
differently.
From a 
slightly 
different angle.
Like 2D world
discovering 
3D world.
Ignorance.
Safe in
ignorance.
Content in
ignorance.
Best not 
to know.
Safer, limited.
Tough enough 
as is!
Mind blowing
it be...

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skipping rocks across the lake 
feeling tears run down my face
screaming out i feel the pain
and i know that im not sane

feeling arms encircle me 
i kick and writh just to get free
seeing things i shouldnt see
things are locked inside of me.









...

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I have once flown in the clouds. 
Helping people then been blacked out. 
The world has changed my wings are black.
Lost all hope need to sleep but never can't. 
So I lay on this concrete slab. 
My soul is gone but wounding if I will get on track. 
Seeing things white but now I have changed. 
Now I am just a black dark angel living in pain...

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Who turned out the lights?
Who’s frightened again at night?
Searching for undeniable proof
to clarify the scary truth.

Noises and voices you hear,
Coldness you feel near;
Ice kisses on your cheeks,
across your skin – fire streaks.

Who turned out the lights?
Who walks alone during the night?
Seeing things that aren’t there;
Dying out of pure despair....

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A day like any other
Whispers of the winds
Like days gone by
Blue fills the skies
Atop the mountain range
I'm seeing things
What does it mean 
A lonely ant
Surfacing 
Bright white sun
Springs begun
Not yet
Inward twenty-two days
As the sun rays 
What does it matter 
Winter's soon to be out of here

2/28/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020...

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cheerful now
as my heart drifts back in time
seeing things I would never see
doing things I would never do
living the dreams that were
empty of thought
no need for plans
no time or distance
just space to accept and to deny
space to say yes or no
freedom
free to just live
free....


entered in Rob Carmack's - Screwed XIV - poetry contest
Written March 23, 2016...

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STILL-

Instill, Often shadows, in the dark;
Lay dormant like a rock;
Instilled, seeing things less the spark;
Yet stilled after shock;

Instill, When I’m ready I will see;
The fledging of the wind;
Instilled, Whispering and blowing;
Over and over fierce, the cold I cringe;

Still


10/14/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©...

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But it scares me.

I read what I've written
What  you've written
And

Damn, that's GOOD.

I wanna write a poem
but the muse has deserted me
or maybe I deserted her
or maybe she's a he

Who the f-word knows?

But I wanna write a poem.
One about love and charity
One about caring as much for you as I do for me
One about seeing things other people can't see.

I just wanna write a poem....

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As long as it doesn’t rip during 
the night and strangle us it’s alright…

Dangerous things happen at night 
from hearing ghostly whispers to 
branches scratching the house…

Ghostly shadows on the walls, 
seeing things that aren’t there…

Wouldn’t it look strange in the newspaper?
 “Couple Strangled At Night By Sheet”…

Be very careful when you sleep…

By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2012...

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He was a designer from an early age
He knew this when he turned a catalog’s page
His parents were proud; his ideas were all the rage
He grew up to design buildings, some will never age

He has a knack for seeing things in a new way
His designs are incredible which is why we’re here today
To honor this designer who had such a great eye
He designed this building – so gorgeous, it gives me a sigh....

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Familiar Faces

Awakening gently with a sigh 
of a dream remembered vividly
While to this dream I must say goodbye
Today tops most in its infancy

While traversing dreams to lands afar
and seeing things we’ve not seen before
There’s always a wish that reaches stars
That we’ll see loved ones that we adore

Loved one’s faces in dreamy places

Copywrite@ Debra Squyres 09/29/2019
All rights reserved...

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Never needed LSD,

seeing things that could not be,

rejecting my own ESP,

I swim the Sea of Apathy,

traverse the Desert of Ennui,

emotions under lock and key,

internalize the wild banshee.


Toddler's rolled up dungarees,

bemuse the double-amputee,

heart bestrewn with life's debris,

none of us get off scotfree.


Handcuff life's evacuees,

so tender is Humanity.


©Danielle White...

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reality dawns 
   in my mind
a thread 
 runs through reason

a repository 
& reference point 
in imagination’s flight
seeing what’s there to see

a single tree in the forest
 of my mind’s eye
a  defining moment 
 inner feelings fly free

seeing things in reality
sharing the intimate 
every ready to explore
 the pathos of life

Who will deliver me
from this lonely path
talking writ aloud
 to please myself...

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Look in the mirror
Staring back...a face
but not yours!

Try to shake it off
still there...not leaving
try to embrace it.

Start to think
thoughts...not your own
what is this?

Seeing things
hallucinations... strange findings
where am I?

Paranoia settles over
worry...irrational
getting used to it.

No longer pushing it away
the feeling...welcoming
no longer afraid

Maybe I'm mad
Laughing...that's okay
I'm a poet!...

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I'm seeing shadows move across the room, 
I'm seeing things that aren't there and things that will never be.
I'm watching our memories flash across the room like a projector.
I sit silent watching your hands caress my face,
I begin to write and your shadow starts to fade.. 
Then i write and write and continue writing until everything's on paper.
Until there's nothing left to watch dance across the walls, 
like silhouttes in the mooonlight....

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The road is long with twist's and turns filled with dangers that we must learn

To understand where we have been and where we are going to

Meeting people and seeing things that will be new.

facing the day and the night learning how to love and how to fight.

Seeing the world in many ways like being an actor in different plays.

So remember you are born to live and to eventually die

So DON'T DWELL ON THE LOW'S REMEMBER LIFE'S HIGH'S...

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