Short Rebound Poems
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could be sorow
its time
see the sign
make achange
no one but you
too
blame
get on the rebound
do it
NOW
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life gets ruff some time
don't always shine
some or not kind
theyer on the rebound
and nowhere around
WHEN YOUR
DOWN
plans thwarted at the eleventh hour
momentarily cause heart to sour
but then we quickly rebound
with bliss in heart found
Foul!
Run-down
Under stress
Stop pain!
Evil?
Rebound? When?
Amplified negativity
Tired
Edgy
Dog-gone stinking thinking!
flowers say hello
a coming snowstorm says no
winter's cold rebound
Heidi Sands
4/23/22
Christmas morning everyone found
Santa had once again touched ground
As COVID-19
Was strewn scene-to-scene
Immunity's bound to rebound?
Before even one tear could dry
She caught a young man on the fly
Her fingers got wet
But that's what you get
Whenever you squeeze an hard guy!
Dribble ball round and round
And then make a swooshing sound!
Go for two; maybe a three
Running around too fast for me!
Hoping to have a rebound
if we be impacted
by negativity
we are in stupor
so reflecting thus
we rebound
restoring tranquility
enlivened by bliss
reverberating within
there's no turning around
am on the rebound
going up
moving from that dust
in the lord i trust
no going back
thats on the rack
am
ON THE RIGHT TRACK
N NEGATIVITY OUT
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W WELCOME
Y YEAR
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differentiated perception
caused by eons of conditioning
asserts itself as base reflex instinct
from which no doubt we rebound
but not before recognising
we are as yet bound
I met my second love near the day I left my first love.
I spent a year longer than with the one I felt was from above.
Now close to the day I met him, I have returned to my first love.
we walk and stark
digg with a pick folf
we have build
without the skill
so many lifes we fill
now it the lord will
give us the sound
of a rebound
we're at the
TURNNIG POINT IS NOW
Try to be most perfect every single day
Sometimes slip and must keep the nasties at bay
But nine out of ten
I rebound and then
Back to Mr.Wonderful, and the sex games we play
Try to be perfect most every single day
Sometimes slip trying to keep the nasties at bay
But eleven out of ten
I rebound and then
Back to Mr.Wonderful, and the sex games we play
memories rebound one by one
as I'm back home and
not on the run,
I recall a few luminous days
and I smile cuz we are not
on the run,
there in sweet Florida
where we tanned , loved
and had, fun...
Never let the things they say
Knock you to the ground
Never let the games they play
Put you in rebound
Never let them try to sway
You from your moral crown
Never let them take your day
And turn it upside down
Lift voice on air
Yell last hurrahs
Ball not come in.
Powerless jump
Tall guy rebound
Ball on long hand.
Point guard dribble
Pair by pair watch
Clock is ticking.
Score tied match
Desperate move
One sunk the three.
bumped into a stranger once who asked ~ if I suffer from depression
I shrugged no ~ she scowled at me saying I left a shallow impression
all turned out okay ~ we were both just hitting on passive aggression
By David Kavanagh
When you're looking for someone to blame
be careful whom you intend to defame.
Without proper grounds
your words may rebound
and your good standing be put to shame.
This to balance my reversal poem 'Who spoiled our Christmas?'
She was on the rebound
high on freedom's speed
our coordinates collided
in a silver speck of time.
we dumped our seeds
upon a neon galaxy
but nothing ever blooms
on that starry autobahn
I was just a speed bump,
to her leather studded charm.
LOOKING FOR YOUR MIRROR IMAGE CHUM,
MIRROR IMAGES DO REBOUND
THINKING SAME THOUGHTS RIGHT AROUND ,
TO FIND EM IS THE SUM,
SHE IS OUT THERE TWEEDLE DUM,
AWAITING FOR YOUR SOUND,
WITH HI=DE-HO N HUM....
FROM JOHNSON QUITE UNSOUND...
Turn
around
walk away,
don’t play with me.
Sharp throws can rebound,
watch the tone that you take.
The outcome of your next move?
I’ve already blocked a clear view.
Crackerjack with their brio at stake,
you’re dressed in deluded dissertation.
Everything around me
noises echo rebound
sounds of silence
people speaking loud
only seeing lips
moving like mime
hearing voices mad
they always heard
in my mind
then written messages
to a lone soul
a reading read.
Dawn Mclaughlin. @2015.
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