Short Paper Thin Poems

humorous long chat…
squealing breaks end with a splat
paper thin grey cat...

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Paper thin castle;
Glass slipper, evil sea witch;
Climb fairy tale clouds....

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There is no surviving life
Ever illness we strive to survive
A paper thin second closer to death...

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Apart
from my poems
i've nothing to ward the cold
my coat is paper thin
and my immunity's
down....

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I suppose she only loves me in winter
When the skin is cracked, paper thin
She can easily taste the ice water in my veins
And the salt on my lips...

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Sweet chili sauce for dipping
paper thin rice wrap
ground pork, diced carrots inside
eyes closed--golden crunch
lucid breath
Ace!

~This is a Epulaeryu to Joseph Spence!~...

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Life silently treads

On shoes that are paper thin

Any time can tear.

 

 

(January 18, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)


(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved...

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I hide my eyes
Paper thin

A veil a nose 
A mouth and chin

The stars inside
Who put in there

Another sky
Behind the stare

Hidden world 
Secret place

Deciphered words
Eternal grace...

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Tulips dare not hide while spring is in the world
Uplift my soul to the sky
Loving colors red, orange and yellow
I am dreaming of my next buy
Paper thin, yet full of life
Swaying thin and tall like flying kites....

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call it
whatever

you surely
    will,

but to
   me

this is
     it,

my place
& only

worldly
          possession
                            now...

be it
paper thin

& weather
   beaten

7-1-07...

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Amber flame glows blue
through cracked glass. I am unearthed
In nightfall’s arc of Venus,
roots to vines. Words rub skin
till paper-thin, I burn like wood.


Written 5/21/20 for Nette Onclaud’s 
Weaving a Wayra Contest...

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Northern sunshine spotlit arm
Shoulder covered, summer fabric
Vogue presented picture

Paper thin skin: soft, precious
Veins, arteries proudly displayed
Rivers that fill oceans

Hands enduringly closed
Phalanges bent awry
Nimble surgical instrument...

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Paper-thin, metallic blue deepening further, slicing down, across from bone to bone. 
Garnet rivers, pooling into oceans, staining... Screams, screams fade “CALL AN 
AMBU..l..a....” (gone). A single response, a tear, gliding down... swift, before fading to 
black....

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Tiny Argonaut
Nurturing her eggs
In the paper thin
Shell
Formed by womb-fluids…

You carry your children
Bear the father of them
To worlds unknown to my kind…

Tentacled cephalopod
Ancient octane ancestor
You remain a mystery to me…

I am so glad
You grace my sea....

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From white to clear
It's clear flames have twins
The reddish orange
That starts from the ground up
Burning up
All it touches
From paper thin
To paper thin walls
To the elitus
Oh G-d please save us
In despair and at night
The twin flames take flight
Consuming even itself...

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You squeal on clarinet 
I scratch on violin
Difference between us
Is paper thin?

In Plato’s cave
I crave your flesh
Your shadow is all
Desire can save. 

You squeal you say
To me music play
I scratch all day
To you I pray

These words we change
Inked art to begin
Inscribe loves mind
On my paper thin....

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I sat there beside my Mom,

asleep on yellowed pillows, stained

by years of tobacco, tar dripping

from cypress wood panels,

her shallow breaths

cotton-candy hair, light grey;

bluest blue eyes behind

paper-thin lids, moving;

ragged cough, portending

but I didn't understand then,

I was just happy to be there....

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a warm home grown on your skin
of a golden glow flickering paper thin
as the red hot log emits a crack and a hiss..
our stimulated minds meet at passion's kiss

a tightening embrace of a bronze statue
melting her heart, she surrenders her virtue
the marble floor stages a horizontal pirouette
a fire dance of static, blazing silhouettes...

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Grand emotions
Monolith
Sending my soul
To the dark abyss
My store of strength is 
Paper-thin
Lying beneath
Monolithic skin
Reaching upward,
I dare not try
To touch the obelisk
Shining high
The substrate of my soul
Is dark, and small, and
Still. It folds
Into the darkness of 
Silent space
Monolithic obelisk
Gone….not a trace....

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This time I won't
be doing what
I always do.

I know its just a rhyme
but I knew
I could fall for you.

Il keep it slow,
won't get out ahead.
I just wanna know
if I ever get in your head.

I've never won,
think I need a win.
Chests not made of steel,
mines paper thin.

Trying to spell what
I think about.
Speaking to you,
my words always
stutter and stumble out....

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Tearing up,
the revised versions.
Wall was rising.

Invisible,
like the unconceived
terror.

Half-eaten space,
the man wants to
hide the holiness.

The final leap, 
for the hips, the lips 
for the dive.

The bloodied
paperweight, which smasthed
the skull of a bald deity.

The arguments, that
kill the path, a 
gift of sky.


Satish Verma...

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Her pale face is voided antiquity,
a paper-thin line

fallen fresh
from flowery fallacy 

to hardwood floor, coiled 
cold & blue in landing;

words, like little 
droplets of April rain,

a distant deluge
of drought parsing orange

Hemerocallis petals

trenching 
around her.

To see it unfold.

Bent at the altar,
Spring’s forgotten daughter can’t....

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Olé

Our nympho neighbour called Lucille
Yodels after sex, how she'd squeal
My poor husband Paul
Just bangs on the wall
As paper thin walls aren't ideal!

Lu’s bonking for hour upon hour
Just pausing to grab a quick shower
Though she’s aged ninety eight
Lucille’s sex life is great -
Young lovers have got staying power!

01/28/21...

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One  fringe of image
disconnected, a knife within,

in a trench
battle still continues between you
and yourself

for ending of animal. Did it bleed?

Home was still faraway
a secured period.
Bouncing euphoria.

blunted and bailed out
paper thin memory
of broken mirror.

O Unseen,
take a bow,
lightning for a requiem
in sky, was embossed !


SATISH VERMA...

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Paper thin 
Frail to the touch 
Time passes 
It cracks 
And rips 
Stripped of beauty 
Left with age 

Dry and worn 
Sorrow upon the fingertips 
Musty smelling  
Spine broken 
Missing pages 
Wisdom remains 
Deep within ink 
    
With each new reader 
A new lover 
Caressed and full of hope 
A new adventure 
As the pages turn 
Listen for the its breath 
And its growing heartbeat...

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