Short Presumed Poems

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Humiliation Is a Form of Suppression

Humiliation is a form of suppression,
a presumed thought of superiority;
we all have intelligence and intellect,
but events hinder some to achieve their full potential.
Form: Verse


Humiliation Is a Form of Suppression

Humiliation is a form of suppression,
a presumed thought of superiority;
we all have intelligence and intellect,
but events hinder some to achieve their full potential.


Written on 9/14/2015.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Jumping to Conclusions

Haughty Tiger was blatantly vain
She presumed that poor Ass had no brain
Ass stayed cool when hunters came
And pretended to be lame
But Miss Knowall was bound to a chain.

- - - - - - - - -
fun
Form: Limerick

Pensacola and Grenola

Pensacola and Grenola

What we had presumed was Pensacola,
Did know was highly related to granola;
Apalachicola saw
With a crab craw,
And about their women said ooh la la.

Jim Horn


Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Involuntary Release

Unfortunate accidents.
Lucky incidents!
Slipping, tripping, when all that's held
Gravely tense bursts out.

Sprinting down what, long presumed
Of joys,  unresumed
A laughing child's giggly mess
Was so blown about.
joy
Form: Rhyme


Share Bare Rare Chair At a Fair

Did have each groady bare rare chair that men (9)
would share in a jubilant kinky ***** nonchalant fair (8)
presumed very opulent and undulant yesterday in a zoo (6)
Used A Three times and IN twice repeatedly.

X, and Z
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member Chimed In

Twits Hanging Inverted, dumb listen in, ease dropping. Chime in with rude chirps when prompted With presumed relevant authority Unwelcome interruption peals Clangers Rung
------------- 5 June 2017
Form: Ninette

Premium Member - Barents Sea -


On Coast Guard Nordkapp
My neighbor presumed dead - drowned
Young man nineteen years

Military service
Life ended too abruptly
Deeply missed and loved





Rest in peace, Sindre


08.05.2018
Sun :) - A-L Andresen
Form: Verse

Presumed Muse

You sing to me
And cause my awe
Intense I drift
Into your eyes.
Do I hear
Your wish, and longing?
Or my own arrogance
Of presumed muse
Heard in lyrics
Written for make believe
For audience applause
Not real
And not of me
© Jo Jo  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Cold Dead Heart

“Cold Dead Heart ”
Beauty like the (warm) sun’s morning gaze
Freshness of earth, the coming day
Like morning I was wet from the dew of life
Fending off these cold, cold nights

Supposition presumed, uncounted
Living in life as lost as laughter
Reborn by her touch
And given hereafter
© Cs Parker  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Toobin Ii

Seems a randy young man joined a zoom
with his camera turned off, he presumed;
his bottle of lotion
caused such a commotion,
the participants all left the room.

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Yup, yesterday's twitter - I'll leave the link off that one. Could have been a Florida man, but that's unconfirmed :-)
© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Reckoning Our Recourse

While wishing for that convenient chair
do not arrange answers with presumed prayer.
Wise words in recourse reckoning -
patience preferred and bless-ed beckoning. 
Listen, look up until grace
rewards reason with your Father’s face.
Find rest and relief in His embrace.

(works for parking places also)
Form: Verse

Whispers of Light

In the dark, silent forest,
there lies a wooden chest,
goodness and divine light
it carries;
the darkness from Pandora's box,
presumed to be the fox,
and us the sheep, 
has less time to exist, as we fellowship
with the Divine Voice,
which is enveloped by the Divine Light! 


By: Teddy Kimathi

Date: 13/02/2014
Form: Rhyme

Ethics

I presumed I perceived an abysmal sigh
The last time I called on my mother's sepulcher
She was though in agreeable amity thereby
Wallowing in God's vicinity and altar

No sooner had I my eyes sealed
She cropped up and resolved the zephyr
Annotating the decencies we've alas spoiled
Ascribe their soul tumult and sever.

Premium Member MOTIVES OF ENDEAVOUR

MOTIVES OF ENDEAVOUR
restored
  ideas
in
a
  palpable 
catharsis
of
   inward
    meditative 
resolve

unspoilt
  untainted 
disparate
   patterns
with
   enthusiastic
convictions 
&
presumed
 affinity
  apprehended 
intact
 with
   scope
    & clarity
of
  extraneous 
    exclusive
binding
styles
Form: Verse

Avast There

'Shiver me timbers!' did the ship's skipper shout while ever-taking the poltroon's measure and never more sending him out and about in search of doubloons or buried treasure for 'twas a pitifully poor pirate indeed who was deceived in those days of old when perceived he presumed piles of pyrite as anything more than fool's gold
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Unconditional Love

Unconditional love is a uniquely intimate gift! It asks nothing in return, not even love; yet grants you all. An irrevocable present; with no expectations attached, implied or presumed. Nothing you do or say can ever retract or diminish it. Intangible and ethereal, it is profound; and exceedingly rare, yet lasts forever.

Brass Buttons

Brass buttons on his green coat.
Pride of America but mostly his folks.
Proud to serve his country in war.
His coat is missing buttons it is torn.
He`s reported missing and presumed dead.
A nightmare all parents dread.
He died for the country  he loved.
He`s in Heaven above.
His brass buttons shining in the sun.
God smiles and says "welcome home my son."

Premium Member Hold On Tight

Hold on tight said Thelma Witch to her cat
A storm is brewing, with a pit and a pat.
Poindexter held on to her sweater tight.
He knew falling off would not feel right.

He had fallen off another broom once upon a time.
Lost a life that day, but was birthed back in nine.
He was not anxious to fall off another broom.
Birthing is not as easy as it is presumed.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Jasmine Rose

Rapt in the familiar fragrance, jasmine rose, the allure of its passionate quintessence swirling full circle to its enchanting close. I smiled, the flower mimicking your essence presumed itself a suitable contestant against power of which you are attestant. Not today, nor lifetime, can flowers compare to the bewitchment of your hypnotic air.
Form: Rispetto

A Notice To You Malevolent People

Malevolent people.
cruel mind,
don't read me...
Arrogant,
presumed,
stone pride,
don't be encouraged to read me...
I don't need you when I write
I don't care concerning your craziness...
I only figure out immensity...
And I imagine wonderful paradises... !
All that you will never sight, or will feel...
you don't even deserve to venture
in having happiness!

Final Masquerade

FINAL MASQUERADE


feel the sorrow drifting
like mist through
the street

listen to the carnal falter
of frantic souls
defeat


you said it was forever 
then it slipped 
far away

standing at the end of 
the final 
masquerade

hiding from the spark
of passionate
perfumes

you force predestined 
conclusion as
presumed


© Kim van Breda—27 June 2014
Form: Rhyme

Mango Metaphor

Mango was sweet and sour,
The juice was plenty,
And began to pour,
Flesh was fleshy,
And also very meshy,
Consumed nothing remained,
Hard seed was forlorn with juice drained,
Skin was vestigial,
Thrown in a waste fall,
Life is like that sweet and sour,
With lot of juice,
Soon it is consumed,
Hard seed is called the dead,
deeply interred,
and it lived was presumed.

Possession of Obsession For Aggression

new straw did appear
fix up lawn for new year
glad it will be here

presumed possession
confession of obsession
with much aggression

was a mind bender
always has been big spender
done by each gender

presumed promiscuous
we knew was ambiguous
also prestigious

another agent
was highly intelligent
which is prevalent

in every essence
she (he) would need conval
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

What If

I thought it's nothing
Just tears of some lonely nights
Spent thinking of you

Then there is "What if"
What if I said 'YES' to you
Will I have regrets?

What if I'm not here
In this place full of limits
Will I feel the same?

What if I chose you
Fought for you without any fear
Will this pain vanish?

I thought it's nothing
I presumed this feeling cease
But it never did.

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