Short Prodigal Poems

belle verdant in blue
prodigal blazing image
 polar aurora...

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Our sages’ pages and wages
Fading, folding and falling
… the prodigals named and shamed...

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in godless solstice
a prodigal sun returns
dance like a pagan


John G. Lawless
©6/24/2019...

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globetrotter
prodigal son
back for a visit



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Posted on August 9, 2018...

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Rub-a-dub-dub
Three blind mice in a tub
The Phoenix, First lady and Prodigal son
See how they run
See how they run...

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indelible impressions in prodigal profusion-
                                                              tansitory as snow...

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Prodigal contrasts with frugal,
As we all know.
The contrast is binary, to be sure.
Or…is it blurred—now that
The roles may reverse at any time?

—	Ram, R. V....

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Waiting for his return, with heavy heart and a flicker of hope.


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Contest: Monoku #9 by Poet Destroyer A
Placed 1st...

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Full of Forgiveness

full of forgiveness
He is generous and kind
the loving Father
even to someone like me
a true prodigal son
...

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Out of error,a fear,
             Then a lie;
Out of regret,a farewell,
             Then a sigh;
Out of parting,a change,
              Then a trial;
Out of reunion,a relief
             Graceful smile....

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roots 
    gone prodigal
  
    an astray
    penetrating
    the laterite
    beneath

    while a bleat
    splayed on an altar
  
     where a bare oak
     nailed to the sky
     sheds blood and water...

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Wafting in the unmistakable scent
of poor choices
Grifting in the prodigal valley
of mistakes
Loitering in the tenement
of false witness
Wandering along the highway
—of forgotten dreams 

(Dreamsleep: September, 2023)...

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They come to me phrases,
crying out to be whole

One last bridge to cross,
no fare for the toll

Prodigal wanderers,
not spoken or heard

My breath used as payment
—conveying the words

(Villaova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)...

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Amazing Christmas 
Exudes hope and peace
And Goodwill toward men
The star in the east
Birthday for Jesus

Excitement mounts
Hugs and kisses
Ugly sweaters
Prodigal son 

Gift giving
Forgiveness
Happiness

Christmas
Jesus

Love...

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They come to me phrases,
  crying out to be whole

One last bridge to cross,
  no fare for the toll

Prodigal wanderers,
  not spoken or heard

My breath used as payment,
 —conveying their words

(Villaova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)...

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Painted with guilt, I sag back home
With shame, dusted respect I roam
O Lord, I have sinned 
Against man, mother earth and sky
Forgive me now, bid this load bye
Please Lord, have me cleaned. 

 Author: Joseph Osita
 For Dr Ram's Tail Rhyme contest
05/08/2011...

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reserves
       depleted
    entrenched
in
feebleness
    strengthless
      self-centred
ego
to
the fore
        the
        tempest
rages
all around
battered
drenched
bereft
      broken
       beaten-
sigh
  turn
      back...
the cry...

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It is so much of a task
To get myself to ask
If I knock will you open the doors?
Will you cover me with you clean clothes?
Will you embrace me with welcoming arms?
Will you treat me like I was lost but now I’m found?
Will you say that what I cost you don’t matter now?...

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Retracing my steps …
picking up the pieces
of a misguided past
Cleaning up the memories
that so litter my
attention
Given one more chance
to change
the things I never intended
Given one last chance
to right the wrongs
—of my prodigal ways

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)...

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Today, I fed a horse still wild,
and asked him with my rhyme

To blaze the silver meteor’s trail,
to where the words collide

I filled him with one final verse,
to sharpen my refrain

And mounted for that one last ride
—to go back home again

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)...

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rest in heaven

the one beyond belief
can never be complete
special power prodigal
shall never  be denied
what's use for absolutes
for we our all gonna die
physical breathe grasp
gasp rose rest in heaven

4/22/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018...

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Green twigs drip late into the day,
birdsongs bloom from the windblown.
Soft are the veins that leach from the leaf.
Sweet the prodigal sap that seeps.
Earthworms salt and curl in the opulent swirl,
swell in the muddy and proclaiming.
Full are the snuggery wombs....

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vibrational mismatch
attains escape velocity
burning bridges of love

in the womb of existence
yearnings of love yet await
return of the prodigal son

two ships cross in the ocean
mixed emotions arise
on reality of separation 
and possibility of union
as ordained in timeless time...

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I've nothing left,
                     Comletely drained,
You know what I've discovered?

I gave my all,
      To everything,
my very soul uncovered.

And now I look
       for some return,
on the life I spent so fast,

And found that I 
      have spent it all,
on things that will not last....

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twenty-first birthday
too cool to let friends drive
judgment impaired
prodigal still lives at home -
dad will bail him out

               GRAY

graying through his teens
black and white never defined
consequence, foreign
the judge’s guilty verdict
shakes his foundation


Philosophical
Reason A. Poteet...

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