Short Overlap Poems
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His
circles
overlap
in an eclipsed
sky-
tones
of colour
radiate
on a dark brown
ground.
Ekphrasis-Several Circles by Kandinsky.
It’s changing again.
The world is shifting.
Twisting around new centres.
Both fixed and moving.
Worlds overlap.
Lives intertwine.
And I watch.
Alone.
Like snapshots our memories are
Fleeting only in seconds passing
Rewind to double expose and overlap
Attempts to organize and remember
Flashes by at the end
Some days are diamonds, some days are pure crap
Jury's out, today could go either way, could overlap
Those days cause friction
Tween reality and fiction
I'm confused enough without adding to my handicap
With My Eyes Scene of HORIZONS
Envisioned eyes watch the horizon;
Tunnel vision cross the skies;
Sun and Moon beams overlap;
As the rays soars cross blacken skies
7/9/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019
Zigzag threads overlap
Zip zap tracker aligns
Zesty and shiny, too
Zings along the backside
Zany patterns excite
Zazzy razzle dazzle
Zenith night on the town.
A Pleaides Poem
10/5/2022
seasons
overlap
elements
promise much
but
nothing happens
sunrise
unfolds..
a gentle
ease
awaits the day..
expectations
rise
then fossilized
derided,
forgotten..
until
next time
Like parallel lines run together
they never meet if they run forever
on different roads but side by side
lest in life they coincide
if they intersect they combine
they overlap and entwine
for it is how our twin souls run
how two souls turned to be ONE...
preference change
vantage point moves
perspective shift
experience alters
years overlap
within this existence
glass half full turns into
glass half empty at times
dependent upon mind
set at the time of occurrence
dependent upon the maturity
level of the present state of being
Could it be love when shadows overlap
Their beings blending, doubling to dark
Embracing tiled or terra cotta floor
Sliding silently as silhouettes of shame
Clinging to the still forbidden touch
Relishing the fevered heat of light
Cast upon this desperate aching need
To meld - a two so lonely - into one
By Gail DeBole
Updated January 13, 2019
Thin shards of time spattered about
Mis-wedged into spaces that add to our doubt.
Echoes of time vex and puzzle our souls
May overlap boundaries with science unknown.
Slivers of a girl’s laughter with no girl around
Sound disturbingly eerie and deeply profound.
I am waiting
for when it’s all over
so that I can
start all over again
it’s a cycle
sometimes
there is a space
with a period of rest
sometimes
the all overs
overlap
sometimes
the all overs
are all over
I have faith
that
at some point
the all over
might be
all over
and there will be a space
he glances back constantly, knowing all hands turn by degrees, they overlap, in the openings and gaps like fingers of a tree, he yearns to see what shape she'll become.
all hands point in the same direction, and the space between is what they share, 'as long as we remember' lies destiny, 'love lasts forever', a guarantee -
Form:
Winds of yesterday blow vainly
in futile pursuit of today
What once ignited our several passions
this day swiftly drives us away
Torn asunder by a thunderclap
hearts riven never again overlap
Alone in a crowded room
Encased in a bubble
They move around me
Like water, past a stone.
An overlap of traits
Each pleasant in isolation
Compounded and compressed
Into dark stillness
Practiced movements
A very convincing smile
An anecdote of sport
Try not to drink too much
The merry ritual
For everyone but me
EXPERIMENTALISTA
curiosity
in opaque
&transparent
invention
of
dispersed light
dense
distingished
shaded
rubbed
surface
drift
in
a blended
texture
overlap
in
lacy
patterns
vulnerable
to
light
reflection
in
complementary
hues
strident
&
fused
in fragility
The Eye of Light,
Surrounding a little piece of Darkness.
Light trying to overlap the Darkness,
but one cannot exist without the other.
If the Darkness is gone forever,
the light will be the dominate force in the world,
The world will be imbalanced.
The Darkness is gone,
The Light is taking over.
Darkness disappears,
Light dominates.
He sends her love cards and shopping vouchers
every weekends – hugs and kisses sent
in words and luxuries.
Her heart gets hungrier as the calendar
leaves overlap each other. She misses how
it feels like to be loved -the warm touch, kiss of lips,
doing things together, and getting lost together.
She misses the one who feeds her heart…..
Picture a junkyard in your mind
a weed infested field covered with rusting hulls
that once were dear
to someone
some met with violent ends
wrecked in the prime of their lives
others were simply cast aside
no longer needed
or wanted
superimpose a homeless shelter
over the scene of the junkyard
how strange
they overlap and become
the same
Form:
deportation statements during time
observe pulitzer worthy escape by decree ego
overlap
deportation of "homeless immigrants"
census fraud
is not a measure of goverment in california
re segregated aggregated data is not a constitutional law
being held
deportation hmis
creation of absence ballots in population control ownership agenda's
I'm feeling quite finicky today;
Perhaps a bit deranged.
Are those people gawking at me?
Have I been re-arranged?
I'm feeling like a vagabond;
Whose been left out in the rain.
This young punk is just daring me
To overlap my pain.
Good thing I'm not the big, bad boss;
I'd fire the whole damn planet!
Find God's hidden Garden of Eden
And go ahead and re-plant it.
Donna's prismatic eyes
Suspended midair
More eyes, many visions
Overlap like dubious codfish
staring at the hollow pennycress
Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty 2014
The engorged sky billows,
a monochromatic delight
of soft tones ...
a lullaby
of tissue paper edges
fragile as a primrose.
The bashful sun blushes
sending pastel light through notes
of grey to white
soft, velveteen.
harmonies overlap
shadow less, spiritual.
Ah, the sweet octaves
of visual light defrayed by motes
of earthly ash
upon the sky
bring such joy to mankind
fragile as a primrose.
The gray granite outcroppings loom
masticated mountains blasted yet brazen.
Their jagged ledges and softer heights
topped with rust brown and burnt orange maples.
Fog distances them
softens them
as they seem to overlap
Recede ..into semi transparent wash
like the edges of a tissue paper collage.
Each layer seeming to de compose
into the next each symmetrically
more exquisite than the next…
Through many generations
Roots have forged strong bonds
that overlap each other deep in the earth
I am the oldest,
not untouched by the outside world
beauty and decay
Mixed with nostalgia and lush forest
children's play and laughter
When I look back
in slightly blurry images
No echo in the forest anymore
silence reigns
The city is growing faster than my family
the crystal ball cannot predict the future