Short Opted Poems

Opted to be dumped 
Sound 
Lending both ears
To lives 
To be in sound...

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Waves sometimes like Wives 
To rise and to fall again and again
Violating the law of peace
Death Sea opted to be silent and a bachelor...

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Poetry per se always
             send images unless
           not  being  captured,
             co-opted... is not
              almost anything....

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It was a thirty-one day March to get to May
Then when April approached I opted to stay
But us living together
Was all stormy weather
Until June smiled brightly and took me away...

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The two for one price deal read “Open here”
with slick dotted lines and sharp arrows clear.
But false perforations
foiled nails, teeth and patience.
Surrendered, she opted for pop tab beer....

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having opted to wallow in the shallow
we feel fully, live fully, the sunken vibration
this too is a pulse and each pulse has a pause
the void of cessation is where we choose to dwell

27-November-2022...

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Anticipating, beckoning, casting demonic, enviable fury, gazing hungrily inside, jutting kerosene, littering masses never opted, putrefying quills, reverting sympathy, turning upside-down…vaccinating whim, x-raying yesteryears…zero in...

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There's Santa that came to Waikiki bay
On an outrigger canoe Christmas Day
He wore a grass hula skirt
And a large Aloha shirt
His course went astray he opted to play

12/19/22

A Funny Santa Limerick Poetry Contest

Sponsor-Tania Kitchin

3rd...

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Suffer 

Are we losing faith on other?
Can we depend on another?
How can we neglect
age-old faith, respect?
Sans feeling, we'll suffer. 
~x~

Reason 

Mischievous actions done toward
own benefit, others not cared.
Opted corruption,
ensure disruption
Can I do, what's required?
~x~...

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’Twas Jonah the Lord God did teach,
When orders he opted to breach.
God’s porpoise not thwarted,
Escape was aborted,
With Jonah spit up on the beach.

If the fish had refused God right then,
Having tasted the flavor of men,
An immoral cetacean
That fell from creation,
Or a case of Original Fin?...

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we opted for a want
to create a slight slant
in as an imbalance
although with nonchalance
that energies kinetic
pulse of love aesthetic
induces polarities to converge
manifesting a bliss surge

within

desires to rest lain
our wabi-sabi stain
shaped in line of duty
enhances our soul’s beauty...

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A pious, mankind’s god,
Opted for his abode,
A secluded place
Amid untrodden ways

The white surf crown,
Behoves the emerald green ocean,
With the silver- sand beach,
Where he used to preach.

On that lone shore he left behind,
His foot prints on the strand,
Even the rising tide would not beat,
But pay homage to them and retreat!...

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I send you flowers by the drove 
and all my fantasies 
My heart beat in a steady rove  
and all my love;
You opted to postpone me love ,   
your sweet affection 
was denied, and so I cried; 
While all the flowers in my grove
dried up and died,  
I gathered up my words 
and all my fantasies 
and took them  home. 



May 19, 2018 

not for contest...

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Within mundane days
Countless options haunted once
Until best opted

Nothing rise nor fall
Only learning lessons gained
Real experience 

Time and space don't bind
Anything comes in mind's eye
Heights and slopes achieved

Sparks of lights mingled
Consciousness creates matter
Reality without

Broader perception
Discerned beyond paradox
Life is a pattern....

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OPTIC CLOUDED HUES
open revision of blinded delusion
opted out transitions of optic-delusions
and the voices in my mind
open revision of blinded delusion
and those freedoms dumbfounded
coping with faint reality
open revision of blinded delusion
opted out transitions of optic-delusions 

1/28/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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Just tense,
Doing many things,
At once,
Not one of them,
having wee bit sense,
many of them went astray,
tense began turning grey,
now error was the there more,
only a little correct came to fore,
now he was hopping mad,
as the tense became red,
he could have bust,
had he not opted for rest,
no sooner had he cooled,
he did another wrong,
and was again,
sounding loud the tense gong....

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Peace, tranquility, and magnificent scope
Infused with endless light and hope.

Since we're nearing the cease of May.
Family and close friends also qualify.

While time passes without notice.
We may become lost in focus.

Until they were hit by a sudden storm.
Urging us to look for shelter to stay warm.

And pay attention to our environment.
Opted to uphold but lend a compliment.

Written: May 23, 2023...

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May 18th, 1980
Mt. St. Helen erupted.
It was expected, many had escaped a bad fate.
Some opted to stay, wanting to go down in glory.
Two thousand square miles of trees were destroyed.
Mt. Pinatubo erupted eleven years later.
Both of these events reminiscent of the destruction of Pompeii.
Where twenty thousand people were not warned.
Many discovered permanently covered in molten lava
Volcanoes are no joke; heed her warnings my friend....

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There were subtle declines,
still I opted for incompleteness.

A fierce battle was raging.
I think to start my descent

in roofless castle of mania
to watch the self-destruction of a landscape.

Thousands were squatting on mud tracks.
till the dead rise from their ice beds.

Ghostly hands were building the fire
to send the rivers in exile.

Hunger will decide the fate of the earth.
Man was playing with the sands.


SATISH VERMA...

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Felix was angry I could not blame the cat for that
                   Mr.Schrödinger should have opted for a bowler hat
                                    His experiment was a chiller
                                    Prussic acid was  a sly killer
                     Felix could not endure the cheekiest quantum rat










                       Felix was angry © RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY
                                         13 November, 2014...

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sunny morning bus ride,
          her hair tousled happily
       by the mountain breeze,
    strands of it softly straying
across his grateful face;

ah, how beautiful she was,
captivating his coy heart,
but didn't have the words,
words that had the courage
to be heard and understood,

but froze in fear and opted
   to wait for a better time,
      she was then just seventeen,
         and now well past seventy,
            still his time has not come!...

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I thought you the most beautiful of women
Only waiting for you to come again
Knocking on my door at sunset lonely evening
I see you again and again
In so many tall and elegant bodies
And the fantastic turn of the head
The voice see-saw me in its ripples
And I will say that love is dead
And we are only cemeteries now,
All of us. I tried not to worship self,
To be different from your selfishness
In the end I opted never to suffer again -
And love fell bleeding at my feet....

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I went today to vote
In New York’s Primary election,
Where one will be the winner
And the other face rejection.

My husband voted early
And I know which way he went
So the scanning of my ballot
Made the truth quite evident:

We had nullified each other.
Thus, the outcome is the same
As if neither of us voted;
But just one of us can claim

That we opted for the winner.
Though our choices we’d defend,
He or she who picked the loser
Likely will not hear the end!...

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A chubby man whose name was Jim
Decided that he must get slim
He dived  into the pool
But the silly old fool
Just forgot that he couldn’t swim

Poor Jim he just sunk like a stone
Some swimmers they  heard his loud moan
They grabbed the life boat
And got Jim to float
Embarrassed, all Jim did was groan 

Jim opted to learn how to swim
Then also enrolled at a gym
He lost loads of weight 
Oh boy he looks great
His buddies now call him slim Jim

2/23/18...

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Since that fatal day began we were forced inside  
and when churches closed all Gods people cried 
yes we forgot how to pray, with voice and platitude 
we opted for the lazy ways of lethargic lassitude 

Time isn't promised as we wait on bended knee 
and even though we know that Faith in God is key, 
we choose to bathe our faces with tears of disbelief 
for we have lost loved ones and are filled, with grief. 

Contest Name: Let The Pens Flow 
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas 
June 14, 2020...

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