Short Narrator Poems

"I edit the 'Narrator in My Head..."
 to speak to me only
 in  the positive instead"...

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After the deluge:dark,
where the river,
meets the sea-
a city becomes a ghost.

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The narrator,
went to sleep,
A story moved on.

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A replica
steps out from the black
water, white
as the moon.


Satish Verma...

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The narrator tells the story 
And everyone gives their attention 
They are listening accordingly 
In order to understand the situation 
Today's youth are encouraged 
To get a valuable education 
In order to become a leader tomorrow 
And step forward in a positive direction...

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Did I ever tell you that my sister finished school
I know you’re still mad at me but you always loved her
Pretend I’m not the one talking to you; pretend it’s just the narrator
Of your story, not mine. I know they’re separate now
She’s doing really well, my sister
She misses you...

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O-ctober flames of pumpkin eyes, stoked.
 C-reepy coldness at our backs. Tales
 T-old with ale — the headless horseman.
 O-ff he rides in the wind.
 B-rr, wind wool scarf ‘round neck.
 E-ars shudder as the narrator says,
“R-est your heads for awhile, friends.”

10/7/2019
October Contest 45 or Less Words Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger...

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What is the use of being:
 

The most powerful king on earth

The bravest known general of glory

The most prominent writer of all 
   
The finest narrator to tell a story 
  

If we do not harbor love in our hearts

And if we don’t, for one another, care 

Nothing that we would think, say or do 

Could, a better world, for us prepare!  




© Demetrios Trifiatis
   29 September 2015...

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Actor Enacts
Banner Contracts
Censor Objects
Director Cuts
Editor Chucks
Grammar Pontificates
Hair-dresser Sets
Insurer Ensures
Jotter Notes
Kidnapper Attracts
Lover Sings
Murderer Kills
Narrator Describes
Oscar Signifies
Producer Promotes
Quaver Tones
Recorder Mixes
Singer Rhymes
Theater Plays
Utter Dialogues
Viewer Cries
Writer Thinks
X-Factor Denotes
Yodeller Yells
Zipper Closes

"but the show must go on"...

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Darkness to Darkness we may pass
Never knowing that was our last--
And who should know--
Not I--
A sweet revenge for living a life so long

8/4/'15


In summary, the first line hits on the point when we close our eyes we die...the second line states that we never know when that will happen...the third asks who does know...the fourth states the narrator does not...and the fifth line simply says it is better to live a long time not to......

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In my death bed;


I did write a poem 

Of my life story.

The passion, desperation and seclusion.

Of the selfishness; I believe, unsatisfaction.

I did remember of a promise.

I, yes I, remembered of an oath,

To myself I swore ire,

Then strife, hate, spite!

I loved, by many was liked

I lied, by many was betrayed

Silently, with passion of a narrator,

I became I, 
Developed me, 

Created myself.

In my death bed, 

I did write a poem

I remember, of my life....

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Hard edged (unreality) you face away from my immediacy (candour eschewing) inimically you parody, offering as nice the complexity of ''vice''exploiting even nature 

(as voyeur and narrator) your intention anethema to the nations, 
as you   coerce ''your creation'' encouraging over consumption, 

with a hard nosed gumption, yet my God who is greater 
is no longer willing to be a waiter!sickle in hand he is walking his land, 


with the sun as his shadow is this (One)
to be Hallowed..!...

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I always drown when i sail my boat
Surrounded by voices
That always silence me
I belong in the island
Where i am isolated
Where my dreams are alive
In this lonely world 
I want to be alone like an island
I won't be silenced by people
Who don't know my story
people who are quick to judge
Slowly they are to realise
That i am a storyteller
In this lonely world
I am a narrator
lend me your ears
I will hand you knowledge
Knowledge is power
I won't be silent
You don't know my story...

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