Short Pasts Poems

On the River of Time
I built a dam for my love
to capture the moment,
collect the future,
and set our pasts free....

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Jump exactly with the frogs
Jam as you like as lizards
Jew the gums as the flying wizards
Jeopardize life has no pasts....

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Time is slipping through our hands

our futures become pasts

Sometimes I wish I was young again

and life wouldn't go so fast...

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Two mindful strangers
We meet with our pasts unknown
In the present state
You judge me, I judge you more
Thinking your thoughts and future...

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Lost Pasts

Nostalgia follows the heart back through time.
Fantasy pasts seem better.
I ask, “Are lost dreams real?”

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 20, 2010

Poetic form: Kimo...

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got my feet wet 
on planet regret
where gravity exists 
in varying degrees
enabling one to discover
the atmosphere of mysterious pasts
made of collective memories
destined to last....

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sweeping along the crowded wisps
of bygone alleys and trodden pasts
gentle whispers of memories breeze by
teasing today's persistent travails
to rest, urging the now to flee
and into a cocooned closet to lie...

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When love is good, It's good
But when it ends...
Where are we? Are we good
without our friends.

Love is good, when it lasts.
But what do we do?
We look back to our pasts
and we find friends like you....

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Singapore, created  by mister Lee Quan
that is history of great love and succes
written not for us,
as for many other Asian nations and their leaders
learned nothing from the best pasts lessons and guides....

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How old were you
   when you were born

Were your pasts or futures 
  deemed forlorn

How young will you be 
  when you die

As truth cries inward
  —all time a lie

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)...

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As comforted by, Autumn eve
With it, approaching
Choice grim hansom requested of
The sombre-inclined.

Aptly quaint, to be enclosed
And snuck away in
Misty-glassed, puce velvet-hung, down
Dim pasts that does wind....

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RETURN
I am waiting for the pasts return
Are you expecting the sense of nonsense of the urn
We should not remain where they burn
This is the urgency of planting the fern

Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando April 15, 2016...

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There
on the beaches
lay a thousand dreams.

There
in the fields
stand a thousand stones.

There
in the skies
soar a thousand souls.

There
in the homeland
weep a thousand hearts.

There
for the future
sleep a thousand pasts....

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a sept-tonic...to wake up...

woke early...this morning with...
a question in mind about...
time travel...fuel...exhaust...


input...output...be time change...
different pasts or futures...
mean 'bodies'...remain behind...

stans sand...

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By ways of morning stars 
and dew-lipped kissing
dreams i am here
Sideways within my arms
tulips swaying colors 
spent you are there
A mourning comes as night
wanes into the seams 
of lasting pasts 
at last we are One.

:: 09-04-2017 ::...

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three trotting turtles
slowly raise a cloud of dust
neck and neck finish

six hissing serpents
surreptitiously slither
escaping their pasts

three city ground hogs
shaking their "jay-lo" booties
cross against the light

John G. Lawless
©6/13/2023...

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Sing now my heart with brightest sheen.
For sorrows known have grown serene.
Now, memories of distant pasts
Absorb themselves in prayerful fasts.
And life becomes a holier place
When focus understands God’s grace –

Ó November 17, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen...

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wreathed in silent torment
waking moments snap
at each breath of air

gnarled
echoes of pasts filter by

sleep eludes
weaves and teeters
numbing the weary mind

awake each thought
like splintered thorns
assault the dead of night

dreamless

devoid of hope
shorn of light...

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Tears from yesterday’s
ends in the clouds of both pasts
drowns pain in puddles
as this night’s moon burns through and
bathes a new love’s hope display.

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Contest:  Get Romantic
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
Visual #2
03.02.15...

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Morphing through 
the decades
leaning on our pasts

Brian, Paul, Van, and I
still living
loose and fast

The words have
deeper meaning
 as melodies refrain

The end in view
but out of sight
—the magic preordained

(Saint David’s Pennsylvania: January, 2024)
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like birds chirping in early mornings
memorys flickering give me warnings
of things in pasts that may return
if lowly people never learn
to be the change they wish to see
instead of begging diety
lest we will surely lose this fight
and like those chirps, be gone with night...

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From the time that everything started
No one knew where it would end
While our pasts will remain forgotten
We only know the time we spend
The point of life is creating shadows
And being another hand to lend
Do we own anything we will take with?
Really, something we can send?...

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Let my body span the river 
that your's desires to cross,

Let my love bridge the sea
of all that your heart's lost,

Let me bear your burden
till you safely are cross'd,

Let my soul warm the spaces
where life has left frost,

Let our bond be this passage
and our pasts be the cost...

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Sometimes
life should be about
nothing more than
swirly upside down rides
and blue cotton candy
for in the end
pasts can’t be taken back
only relived
and the truth is
I’d rather live
happily
with my blue tongue
than die
with the past’s
bitter taste
on my lips.

8-8-09...

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Twenty-Four ?
At my door...
I hear them knocking...
I hear them roar...
What are they?
Shapeshifting phantoms?
Ghosts of Holloween-Pasts?
Christy's Racoons?
I can't make them out
But they're there,
I have no doubt...
Tweny-four...
At my door....
God knows,
There'll soon be more....

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