Short Passing Over Poems
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Vultures -----
-----------passing over dying shadows
nothing to feast on
the wind came and carried them away
10-26-13
SandyIvy
Sitting observing the Stars and Stripes
Gently wave from its high perch
Storm clouds are passing over
Will the storm pass today but come tomorrow
Form:
Rising
From the sand
Modified glass
An unusual spark
Passing over
A shifting wait
Leaving a trace
Open incite
Spilling out
A whisper
Rising
Wets
The
Lips.
Life's long ride
To which,
I opted for smaller tides
That comes and goes
Like latecomers, summer night
Seeing myself passing over the potion
Summer changes into winter
And now I am with the ocean
With no direction, just a sprinter
How quiet are the closing moments
of Winter
Its final lingering shadow
passing over your regret
Days lengthen into night,
returning Blackbirds a good tiding
What ended in shades of red and brown
—beginning once again
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
"Remember this"
His last words holding onto me as he died
I never knew what he meant
Was it: 'remember me?'
Was it: 'remember you?'
Those words seem to haunt me
I'll never know the truth.
Imagine passing over in mid sentence?
What a cruel yet funny way to lose!
Why me?
The news will tell.
While shopping at the mall,
An innocent bag untended -
Why waste a call or raise a false alarm
For that which might or might not be?
Left in unholy haste.
Preterition.
Not me!
09 Apr 2016
Member contest "Preiteration"
1. the act of passing over or omitting
The Rainbow bridge stretched ahead
In brilliant white light without dread
Loving arms open up for me
Beckoning me to them finally
The years melt away to nothingness
A love for those dear ones I confess
No more want or grief to be found
The final journey is where I’m bound.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Still water and a black dog tasting flesh in her mouth
On a bridge as thin and fragile as a strand of hair
Passing over transparent flames, she saw her image
Howling over a dog tasting a gem of ruby
Ignited, Sophia plunged straight at the black lion
Anguished now in waves of wails, a white lamb helped her out
Before the sun down
Start the cooling of day
You'll see flock of birds
Passing over the sight swiftly
See boats coming from far going ashore
Feast to dine with, caring the body
As your back wants to lay on bed
Reminds us that it's time for a rest
And say a thankful prayer goodnight
For all the day's accomplishment.
…the numbers love
equality
and don’t discriminate
to be with
or without.
Future is in fleeting existence-
cherish your sight as much as your photographs
and hold the mirror in your heart.
Clutching the hand of the sun,
passing over and over similarly to it’s dawn before,
The moon remains for it’s next rise.
Grow with it
I see the moon tonight, the clouds still passing over.
I see your tears tonight, they burn as I get older
So many laughs and joys we never could have known
The world but all destroys the beauty of love we hold.
A life without your smile, a prison of dark and cold.
Existing on a lie. The truth rarely gets to know.
Demons here tonight demanding of my soul
I see the moon tonight and beg of it to guide me home.
To grow old is not
a vain thing to do,
to be young again is
not to be.
Life drifts by as
a blink of an eye
or as a shadow
passing over our heads.
Someday we will look
at our last sunset, when
we close our eyes
in death.
Wasted chances, dreams
faded away, never to
come to past,
will be forever gone.
Dreams can come to
you still, as long as
there is breathe
in your old body.
wrote 11-11-08
a thunderstorm passing over -
gun turrets flash
gray hulls rumble and roll
above tumultuous clouds
evening commences to weep -
a damp emotive capsizing
that barely touches upturned faces
as seafaring battles go
it was a sky-skirmish
of near misses
a backwash of electric fizz
the distant sound
of sailors shouting for rum
light blinks
shipping damp echoes
that drip
into a salty bucket
of silence
The piece in our mind is rare.
The piece in our hearts untrue.
We seek our light from the sun.
We crave the night of the moon.
Lost is the innocence of life heard in any dark river’s tune. Each day leads into a night. Age creeps by with every cloud passing over the moon.
Age can’t contain your soul. Age can’t define the beauty of you. Your soul is the nature of life. The beauty of life will always be within you.
Lighting the candle
To step forward with luster
To reduce the darkness
Passing over blindness
Like the night fireflies
Long scouting in the sky
A trip to the moonless land
A queue of blinking light bands
Dim candles glow,
Help prevent missteps,
Guide the way with pep,
To achieve the intended goal.
Helpful candlelight
Since the wick was lit
Flip-flops in the velvet wind
Yet it firmly illuminates within
Lighting the candle
To step forward with luster
To reduce the darkness
Passing over blindness
Like the night fireflies
Long scouting in the sky
A trip to the moonless land
A queue of blinking light bands
Dim candles glow,
Help prevent missteps,
Guide the way with pep,
To achieve the intended goal.
Helpful candlelight
Since the wick was lit
Flip-flops in the velvet wind
Yet it firmly illuminates within
Xaysouvanh Phengphong (sign)
My sweetest dear
Whose eyes are my soul's elixir
Five moons upon us
As our dreams bend the stars
That paddock full of wild flowers
Now yields the softest grass
My hands passing over those seeded heads
As the wind sways them to you
We meet there one day
One day, any day , every day
Finally that dream awoken
Nervous hands with nervous eyes
A remedy for our racing hearts
Salves the skin that knows not touch
As the same air saturates us
We yield unto each other
On the far end,
People are coming,
Passing over oceans,
Over mountains and valleys,
Marching to the fertile land,
Oh! Africa,have you explored your land?
Invaders are coming,
Coming to acquire your wealth,
Coming to poses your land,
Coming with all their tricks,
Oh! Africa,have you explored your land?
Corrupt! Corrupt! Leaders,
Are ruining your land,
Letting invaders acquire your grandfather's land,
Only thinking about their gains,
Oh! Africa,have you explored your land?