Short Reassemble Poems

His heart beats 
Knees that only tremble 
Her eyes his meets 
His fears they disassemble 
His soul so broken 
Her love could reassemble...

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Disparities in pieces
    mistakes and successes to paste
        shards of life to reassemble
        constantly mending
        without ever stopping...

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pick up heart's pieces
                                                  reassemble possible
                                                         original lost...

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Ever jumped out of an airplane, holy crap
Really need a parachute without one it's a handicap
One tends to break stuff
You make a big fuss
Need help to reassemble but end up with some scabs...

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Butterflies aloft upon the trees
Trying to grab hold in a wind storm
Keeping organization within a mess
A mighty gust jumbles the group
But they remain a group and
Land softly only to reassemble
Quietly within my mind....

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Brief visitations with each restless tide,
mysterious creatures with outstretched wings,
or fairy ballerinas ruby-eyed.
Such ocean denizens each new wave brings,
so soon to be erased, to vanish without trace,
to reassemble in another time and place....

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spineless uniform
tapered, buttoned, pressed
exaggerate long lines
colour pops, the eye
is drawn

attention call out
redirect, speaks
whisper or yell
constantly consistently

focus shift distract
detracted attraction
stitch, wash, cut
dye the parts
rip, reassemble
connect to conquer...

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The special love we once shared
Has gone forever, disintegrated 
Smashed into a thousand pieces
Impossible to reassemble, beyond repair
Shattered into a thousand mirrored fragments
Each piece reflecting back another painfully memory
Stabbing at my heart like hot needles
Each shard a reminder of your betrayal...

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I stand to fight the battles of what rages in your heart
Knowing that if I never win at least I have made a start
To begin again is never impossible if I do what is right
Even in the times when I feel that I am on a losing side
I am trying to reassemble using anything that may remain
Counting our loss as greater than what I would ever gain...

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Where live all the trees now
And the clouds,
And the water and the grass?
Where and what divides the calm
From the quake, the weariness
From the ache,
Or the civil from the crass?
What lives or breathes
In the spaces of our hearts,
We dare not seek completely
For to justify the search
We must break apart our walls
Then reassemble somehow neatly...

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looney like fresh fruit
China never did give a hoot
at balloon would shoot

we had been enduring
countryside balloon touring
problem could be curing

balloon like owl would growl
wondered what was rational
of trail resembling towel

what we would admit
after water when it hits
balloon became tiny bits

fingers cold and nimble
balloon had caused us to tremble
we would reassemble...

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When you change like a new wind taking force too often, 
it is inevitable that you will lose yourself. 
Not knowing the true person that is inside. 
Decisions are folly now; ones I toy with and reassemble. The building is a distraction…because if you build something it’s achievement right? 
But what if you’re building, knowing that it will be torn down by yourself all too soon 

Another challenge to focus on...

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Perplexed
Mind is fragmented
As thoughts dare not align

While your breath
Still hovers over my being
It is your departure
That leaves me in disarray

Solid? 
Never again to form in this mind
Mind, body and heart
Fall victim to brutality
As exhibited through your words
Through your actions
Through your lack of conscience

I stand, barely
As pieces of me
Fall upon this lonely earth
Where no one is there
To help me reassemble...

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I gather up
the pieces of
my heart like
a shattered
light bulb

I sweep every
little bit of
eggshell-thin glass
up with my hands
some of the pieces

cut my hands and
make them bleed
but I need every
single piece
I sit at a table

and reassemble
the broken glass
jigsaw puzzle
that was my heart
painstakingly

with glue and
tweezers and
a magnifying
glass because
if I get it just

just right the
light bulb may
light again...

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Decisions made, the poem you write, 
Hold hidden meaning from your sight. 
Will never soothe a welling tear 
Or aptly tame a childhood fear. 

A retrospect of yesterday 
Won't reassemble for display 
Or paint a canvased future doubt, 
As colors dimmed by years fade out. 

Just as the roads you chose ahead 
No longer trace the steps you tread. 
How dull the scattered remnants bought
And not the glittered gold you sought. 


Gene Bourne.
03-31-14




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Sometimes I catch them easily,
The words I'm reaching for;
At other times watch helplessly
As they crash to the floor.
I try to reassemble but
They've landed in a jumble.
I grab too fast for floaters and
My chair and I both tumble.

Susie thinks it is hilarious
And joins into the fun.
Before she hears my "stop", she has
Already swallowed one.
I am truly very sorry
There are no poems from me.
You will know why when I tell you
My dog ate my poetry.



Won 3rd place...

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