Short Paleness Poems

white hair came with wrinkles
leanness, paleness and a bend-
time…. don't touch my mind.



Honorable Mention in STRAND SELECT N,any form ,any theme Poetry Contest sponsored by Brian Strand...

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A murder of crows flies across
the blue sky at day's break
The look out caws a warning 
Danger, danger caution take

Heeding the call they fly away
A chance to live another
Humans seem unaware, continue
to fall, soon beneath earth's cover

There is a paleness of pink
upon the earth's horizon
Day follows day, man drifts away
Without realization  ...

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I convoke you,
I summon you
in the midst of deafness
and paleness of humanity
aimlessly...
Let's walk following the light
that's up there...
Light that you extrude all evil,
all our fears...
So let's walk toward the meeting
 PF the unknown paradise
that we were promised...
Let's walk without looking back,
so that we don't become stones
loose on the journey... !...

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I saw myself hanging
yesterday, from a tree branch.
	A cold face
	and heavy arms and legs;
	a paleness to my skin,
which did not arise from the cold winter evening.
The tree was asleep,
ready to crack, the ice weighing it down.
I saw myself hanging yesterday,
from a tree by a noose.
And today, I see myself
	laying on the bathroom floor,
	spilling the blood from my
wrist, waiting for the pain to cease my life....

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Behind you fat fluffy clouds float by
your paleness is silhouetted against the sky,
If I squint I can blur the lines and
picture you resting by their side.

Deep breaths, sleepy mumbles
all around you the city quietly rumbles.
Yet you dream of happy things 
and all the wonders your future brings.

How happy my heart is
to see you sleep so happily,
tho your mind wanders to far off places
I know you'll find your way back to me....

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That was the partition of body that prepared to rejection
And its dance fascination which loaded with the blubbering
And the tremor of collision with clamor
And the affiliation of the others to their enemies
And the paleness of theirs shapes which sitting in the sight of evil , and replete of their death
That final Homeland , I see it filled with regret , Staring at the absence
Seeping along with the steps instinct , and the entity sin
and gaze at our souls paths ....

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How could I’ve forgiven myself, 
amongst all the vibrant blossoms in the garden, 
to have missed you,
so gentle and subtle in your paleness.
 
For the world’s beauty dwells in paleness, too.
Eternal beauty’s in subtleness and the muted,
In the restrained and the ashen.
It’s in the absent and the hinted.

And missing you would have been,
Like a kind and tender countenance, unseen,
A gentle caress, unnoticed, 
A truthful whisper that was missed,
A never received blown kiss....

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Lethargic verbs coax sleepy nouns
along verses of poetry
in the wee hours of the night.
A flickering fluorescent Light
tremulously glows its paleness
above the weary poets head,
each tremor depriving him sleep.
The first rays of sunlight shine through
the rooms window, devouring
the artificial annoyance
while his tired head slowly descends
onto his outstretched left forearm;
the pen still resting in his hand
while his dreams devise completion....

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