Short Privately Poems

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Premium Member Privately Contain Co-Creation

Come mortal man 
Comes creating co-creating cautiously 
Competition cleverly contained


10/4/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020


Premium Member Persnickety Phoebe

Persnickety Phoebe parades pompously
Privately, we make fun where she can’t see
We are kind of mean
Think we are unseen
But Karma comes back indubitably
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Precariously Personable

Precariously personable 
Privately peeved
Parading pompously
Pronouncing pretty paragraphs
Possibly pretending pompousness
Poetic permanence 
Powerfully 
Performed

Premium Member Pixie Petula Penelope

playful prancing pixie Petula Penelope
prancing in a parade beside Patty and me
preventing platitudes from distracting playboys three
privately pestering both Patty and me

Premium Member Conclusions

CONCLUSIONS

reinvigorate
the
erudite
stamp
of
modernity
&
coexist
with
the tradition
derived
from
transition
to
the
common
phenomenon
privately
 resolved
in
a
  strategic
    pause
Form: Verse


My God, My Priest

My God, 
forgive this heart
The priest stands above
takes his cross, firm
Merciful Christ
who will love privately?
for sin
between words and his name
his name a confession
I confess
I guided him against you 
and it was good 

Sorry,
Amen

Disposition

Heaving grey heaven
Dragged over the rooftops 
Like a sullen stale duvet
Beneath a stillness beyond still
Whispering privately 
‘The grey returning’

This time of feeling 
So familiar
Same world, altered mind
Grey sky drifting
Somewhere

©dbyrne Aug 2014

Tanka

Tanka
When utilities 
Are privately owned 
We are prisoners
Caught in a web of avarice
Capitalism gone viral

Senryu 
On the opposite wall
The sun shines bright and summery 
Typical!

Words.
When I speak 
I get lost in the fog of words
When alone 
I can see forever
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Evil

People, at least in the modern world,
Have trouble even accepting 
The existence of evil in this world.

But what is the essence of evil 
If not the enslavement of others?
And all around we see that happening
Privately, publicly, and
Even within our own minds.

(1/16/23)
Form: Narrative

Launder Privately

Fight
Argue
In your home
Never outside
Don't ever discuss
Grudges,Issues,problems 
Of wedded life with people
The compassion might feel soothing
But your story suddenly grows wings
Wash linen privately, mom always says

Written on:07/24/2016
Contest:'Etheree' by Kim Merryman
Form: Etheree

My Love

My best friend
That is what 
I call him
Within in his
Earshot
Privately,
I call him
Something 
Much more 
Intimate:
My Love
Constantly
Admiring
but always
From afar
Always dreaming,
Ever hoping
That one day 
He would 
Return my
Feelings. 
But 'tis
A dream and nothing more

Premium Member A Spiritual Brothers Love- -

If I could love you; I would With just only sincere Brotherhood; If I could pray for you I shall; Openly lien privately withal; I do my best I shall not digress; With God for you only I shan't; That I shall love you oy as a godly brother
4/22/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020

Premium Member snippy snappy sneezy snarly snail

snippy snappy sneezy snarly snail
met Melton Mickey, a piece of mail
preening privately in potter’s pail
saying Selena’s son Shawn should shortly sail

allowing alloys, alligators and aliens ale
believing beyond bunker boy’s blueblood bale
kicking kindhearted kiwi into kangaroo kale
amusing snippy snappy sneezy snarly snail
Form: Monorhyme

Public Places

Alone, yet in a zone, consumed by it all. People forget, as if, they are human at all. Voices, making choices, spoken without thought. People regret, saying or displaying, they are human at all. Publicly, they whisper. As if the place would forget. Privately, they pray, for redemption, being human with faults.

Sabotage of Eternal Promise

strange arrangements

promising faith but

is feeling different privately

breaking that

is it natural

the right way about it to remain mono

yet so guilty for shattering such things

"what are you thinking?

is that my business?

would you if you weren't with me?"

is overcoming the urge enough

to overcome the shame



R'Thom '10
Form: Lyric

Dear Mother He Sang

Time was once a letter sent
A thinly packaged salutation
Revealing reads and rushes
A content discourse situation

Story lines entwined grapevines
Most privately complicit
A baton passed a relay cast
Too confidential to elicit

Artistic flair in swirling script
Stylish prose self styled emphatic
A photographic written pose
Of diatonic scale chromatic
Form: Couplet

My Reply - Make Their Jaws Drop Contest

This dance says it all, hatred and anger, 
Because Every Breath You Take I’ll stare, 
I’ll sing it while i dance so you remember, 
That before you sexually abuse, you tare. 

Tare into yourself if you have to, go on, 
Accept humiliation privately or else suffer, 
Derision publicly with glares from everyone, 
Who put me up somewhat with their confer. 

27/5/2015
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member New Poem Old Poet

New Poem Old Poet

I stand again facing the eternal west.
I am an old dude now and,
I miss the western sunsets on Hoover Street.
Those bright orange never-ending endings,
Presenting themselves again like hovering waiters,
Carrying trays of bottled heart-quenchers.
Life is the hat check girl in little orange cap.
When the lights are low,
She steps away privately to dance.

Insideout Feeling

hate, like flames in someone's eyes,
anger which  makes you want to hurt,
vexation provoked by fury,
and fury held inside.


The state of being annoyed,
displeasure arouse by grievance,
a taste of bitterness caused by outrage,
and outrage  internally kept.


maddening violence
aggravated by exasperation,
indignation evoked by irritation
and irritation born privately.
Form: Lyric

Missing You

 The feelings for you makes me lovesick sometimes,
missing the lovey-dovey we had.
Remembering the passion of our past times.
UHHH! Makes me go mad!
The dreamy eyes of yours,
leaves me in an infatuation.
It's like you break all my doors,
and conquer my nation.
Your attractiveness gets me so captivated.
The romance you showed me privately,
is just overrated! 
© Yoni Abai  Create an image from this poem.

Hugs Are Squeezed To Contain Bursting Joy

SOME thoughts are daggers
as others are kisses
while hugs are squeezed
to contain BURSTING
joy; ...my privately confessed 
delusions -->.  God pleasure return
my m i n d \.  THESE pesterous
Cherubs sending L oVE 
air mailed / i delightfully collect
their stamps for the golden saliva
by cherubic artist can visit me
post return of my comatic brain.
unraveling|~|

08052019

Know the Truth

Know the Truth

Know the truth, I am not alright
I am stuck in the dark of night
Smile and laughter on the outside show
Hiding the pain inside I privately know
Words left unspoken of the things I need to say
Grief in my heart to bare I just can’t find away
My soul is gripped with sadness
My heart filled with despair
How and where do I began to make the repair









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Form: ABC

Premium Member QUALITY TIME

In twenty-fourteen, on a Yule Christmas
Holiday at school in a young lady's
Life, she shares a few moments with her loved
Grandparents. Embracing, showing the deep
And enduring bond they shared together.

It has been seven years since Grandpa passed.
On Christmas Day those moments privately
With her grandmother are spent silently,
Shedding tears at the head of his headstone.
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.

Private Pain

Today, I remember
Today, I suffer privately
I go through this pain of loss one year ago, today
Losing her to the enemy of death
Gone from me, from us, never to be seen again

Today, I remember
Today, I suffer
The loss of my dearest and sweet mom
Her voice, our talks, her comforting words, her smile

Today, I remember
Today, I suffer
Love you endlessly.

(c) KeGregory
July 2021
Form: Ballad

you dont know how to stop violating my boy

Only in the wretched 
Broken locking
Of the safe
I was beaten into
Which refuses 
To hide
Privately, despised by standards
Breakthrough! Simple
To be your sickness, in fiend
In the fiend you 
Rusting edgework of him
And her and his fathers and hurting 
Me better
Thanking myself always
Your cursed reproach of silence
Uncontrolling the illness
People please themselves in the dyes

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