Short Put The Finger On Poems

A Soup poet wrote a love sonnet
She should have kept under her bonnet
Though deftly composed
Her love was exposed
And she can't put her finger on it...

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what i'm looking for 
of never finding
saddened by the thought
with nothing to show
years fading by
just can't put my finger on it
in search of something...

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In search of something

just can't put my finger on it

 years fading by

with nothing to show

saddened by the thought

of never finding 

what i'm looking for

(as you like it contest)...

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The pain of living,
this bigger wound
that is mine... many
put the finger to
increase it...
For sadistic pleasure...
However and thank god,
many other friendly hands,
apply spiritual pass
 to relieve... !...

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she put her finger 
to my lips as if she crossed 
any excuse out, as if 
this trivial phrase
every man says were the last
words of human on the Earth

30.08.2019
Silence Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One...

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At night-times like this
I use to put my finger on
the artery of silence
and listen to the cracks 
between words and the unspoken,
for the blood drops are its pauses
speaking in the tongue 
of slumbering stones,
keep on chanting 
a song with a beck:
"live on love, live on love."...

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If during a meal, I put a finger in the gravy 
and begin to write with the gravy,
am I being creative and philosophical
or just being absurd?

Am trying to read about this technique,
perhaps, a revolt to societal norm?
Philosophers seem to have an answer,
well thought out

 I'm simply sloppy!!...

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Christian Church Chariton Iowa Thanksgiving Sunday 1962
I saw Jesus step out of a stained glass window
He put his finger to his lips when He recognized I saw Him.
I watched Him float from the window to the top of the church
I waited for the congregation to gasp
No one did
I have never forgotten it...

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How can something so sweet be so hot , I put my finger on the dot 

the dot that is your heart It pains me when we are apart
 
something so real that Ive come to feel an ache that i cant take 

or is this fake , all in my head am i here or am i dead?

Maybe its just a dream. Is that why Im in bed ?...

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Holes, everywhere I feel holes, –
And every time I see the ones I love 
I feel a hole where 
           potential lies
 Here, put your finger in this hole,
Block it with your company, see. 
Never fully expressed, the potential holds 
Back for a time, but 
At night when I remember you,
Potential is my dream....

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Long gone past midnight in the morning hour
My mind still hasn't had any rest
Something unnatural, a feeling so alien
Grows inside and keeps me awake

Thoughts turning blank, can't quite put my finger
On what exactly this feeling is
An emptiness that spawns out of nothing
Yet occupies the space all over my head...

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THE PLUG SOCKET TALE
"so, didn't my big brother say, go on, just put your finger in there"
Indiana Shaw *o*

"Then, there was the time, he asked me to hold on to the electric fence" . . . : (

"I was only three, just to let you know, Bro, I remember thee" . . . ; )...

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When I travelled to London Town
I never expected this to go down
Artful Dodger came out of the dark
Smiled at me, as if I was a lark

He was rumpled and crumpled, this tallish boy
I did not know what to say, so I said “ahoy”.
He put one finger in front of his mouth and faded away.
I was glad I had come to London Town on this day....

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I'm scared of what i'm feeling
And how much I already know
If I can't put my finger on the problem
How will I chose which way to go?

My morals are set
I keep them close with pride
But one simple mistake
Has left me broken inside

I loved the one I knew 
And love the one I know
But I may have spoken too soon
And too afraid to let go....

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There’s something about you
Yeah, something that I can’t 
Put my finger on

There’s an excitement
Like when I was a kid
And I was breaking a rule

There’s a connection
A telepathy that exists
A strong link

There’s a relaxation
Laughing and teasing
Playing, like when we were kids

There’s a friendship
Strong and true
Dependable and real...

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When you started rating my poems low
I couldn’t put my finger on it
But I knew something was happening to
Make them drop and weirdly enough only 
When you started commenting and acting like 
A best friend to me so I 
Set a trap and now I know
When you started rating my poems low.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
10.20.2014
Rick Paris’s Contest:
8 Lines 7 Words Enjambment...

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Standing on
Giants shoulders
Always play with rife
Chuckling at misfortune
as it waltzes with my life
Twits twist
The mite of time emit
The muppet shows
Dribble lines of made up
Words sentences star
Tin other sent
ten cessations
Put your finger within the space


and become part of my verse
Everything reverse in
cart before the horse
I don't write poems
you just read my thoughts...

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something has gone wrong 
 can’t put my finger on it 
 but I feel my life is gone 
 try to bring up happy memories 
 for my benefit 
 they just seem to slip away 
 troubled past 
 weary souls 
 trained thoughts 
 of cryptic glow 
 lonely man 
 bloodied by pain 
 a crimson knife 
 color me dead 
 this too will pass 
 it usually does 
 but for right now 
 just want to be free as a  dove...

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Her smiling face,
As a cardinal Bird,
Sings in my mind,
To develop new craft images,
To appear in my sleep,
Becoming a sweet dream.

Her smiling lips,
A melanic melody,
To melt away memories,
To mend one’s pace,
A mental arithmetic,
To find one’s bearings.

Her smiling eyes,
To put one’s finger on,
To get someone’s down
To a fine art, a fire bucket,
Finders’ keepers,
To find to the finish....

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...............Standing on
Giants shoulders
Always play with rife
Chuckling at misfortune
as it waltzes with my life
Twits twist
The mite of time emit
The muppet shows
Dribble lines of made up
Words sentences star
Tin other sent
ten cessations
Put your finger within the space


and become part of my verse
Everything reverse in
cart before the horse
I don't write poems
you just read my thoughts...

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sense of humor 
never able to 
show you that 
funny aspect 
of my personality 
never was able to 
revel to you my 
hidden fun side 
something always 
held my true personality 
back from making an 
appearance around you 
why i just can't put my finger on it 
can't figure it out still 
maybe it's because of the 
uneasy i feel around you 
that is the only logical reasoning 
for this negative phenomenon...

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something has gone wrong 
 can’t put my finger on it  

 but I feel my life is gone 
 try to bring up happy memories 
   
 for my benefit 
 they just seem to slip away 

 troubled past 
 weary souls 
   
 trained thoughts 
   
 of cryptic glow 
 lonely man 
   
 bloodied by pain 
 a crimson knife 

 color me dead 
 this too will pass 
   
 it usually does 
 but for right now 
   
 just want to be 
 free as a dove...

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 I am not always happy 
And I am seldom even fun
I'm not always sad
And you are the only one 

It seems I always worry 
About what the future will hold  
Feeling like I forgot something 
Too intangible to hold 

Can't put my finger on it 
It's as elusive as dust 
Feeling like I've been cheated 
Time passed by in a rush 

In the past I felt defeated 
Despite once youthful resolve 
Did I mistreat or mistreated?  
Life's new puzzle to solve
...

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A heart that i fill,
with love so tender,

Is almost like a gentle touch from a star,
A feeling of baby skin touching my face,

Is a memory, a wish to have forever,
i love this feeling,

So wild,deep and bold,
Yet I can't quite put my finger on it,

So this is what i've been told,
Follow your spirit in a place,

A place that has not changed,
She says,

Find your spirit,
Lift your hope up high,

Where ever you are,
I'll be there when you bloom;...

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Already, the cat has my tongue
so why do you put your finger
over my lips
when you so desire
what my tongue can do...

The way you arch your back
groan and moan
coyly bite your lips
then call out the name of God!

For I am in your loving reach
causing you to grab my hair in joy
prompting my lips and tongue not to stop
I worship you with butterfly kisses

inside your lovely thighs
All the way down
to your fertile garden
with bush of nesting egg
provoking me to thirst.....

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