Short Rebounding Poems

Joking
Challenging life
Rebounding, joyful
Full of promise...

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A quiet morning_
broken by rebounding sounds
Exhaust backfiring....

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seeking one kind soul
to complement and complete
a heart rebounding...

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The break up was hard 
went wild finding another 
rebound not for me...

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Hope lies bleeding down a well
    broken and afraid 
Screams rebounding off the walls 
Help stands distant on a hill
    silent and restrained 
Dreams recurring of the falls...

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         Behold a poet
rebounding yet again from
         another death

    Nephew to the poet

           die he did
             "once" 
        saith Jehovah

         never again





*Brandon was a star !...

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Human spirit 
Unconquerable 
Rebounding from 
His enemies severest
Cruelty and persecution 
of him.
Remarkable the resilience 
and strength of his chaste,
pure and noble spirit.
Magnanimous in the victory
Of Islam by forgiving all
After his conquest of his 
Enemies....

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Universal love
Like a rose
Rejoicing in the giving
Of its fragrance
Wanting nothing in return, 

Human spirit 
Unconquerable 
Rebounding from 
Mans severest cruelty,

For the courageous
The worst adversities
Provide the most
Fertile soil
For the achievement
Of excellence
Of mind and character....

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in this frail life we take solid form ~ bouncing shadows upon the walls


next life may hold shades of promise ~ perhaps an eternity for all 


right now reflecting over past mistakes ~ are we making the right call


rebounding then failing each other ~ the drum beats to our own downfall 


By
David Kavanagh...

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LIFE
                            goes on
                          we just be 
                      
                   our hourglass empties 
                 and fills at the same time 
              death is merely a pinch point 

       “cause slips through, rebounding effect”


Pyramids Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
Syllable counter PS 1/2/3/5/6/7/8
Picture (5)...

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Memories

I tuck memories into corners
Saving them for rainy days
When hope heaves 
And spills like tears
Those days, those days
When light flickers into dying-light
And borrowed dreams are redemption 
When faith wavers, faint as echoes
Rebounding off heartbeats 
Slowed into sadness
Those days, those days
Slowing time into slow-mo
Till memories erupt like fire-flies
Filling the night sky with angel eyes...

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There’s a bend on the end of the rainbow
Reflecting refractions of light
Promises written on water
Holiday nights of delight
Words shadow boxing on speakers
Rebounding resounding in rhyme
Spider webs sailing on sunsets
Floating on shadows of time
Alone on the edge of tomorrow
Hands holding tight to today
Sunlight as stardust exploding
In passion to just get away
Measured in decades of moments
Fear is reluctant to pay...

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Unbearable beauty! Can I
ever describe how beautiful
your soul was and is to me?
What hue? Ah, color bountiful
are you, like a rainbow shot through
with spears of light. Color, color!
Rebounding hues ricocheting
everywhere. You are versicolor,
beauty that cannot be contained--
flying, dancing points of light,
the beauty of your spirit free,
the blend of every color, white.

Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, May 20, 2014...

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As sinister repercussion denies salve,
I deal with Thee, in all I have.
Rebounding fate esteems its own faith's path,
while faith, as Godly reason never lathe -
is tried as empty, no one clad
in truth, deny their ministry of glad.

Oh love, that love were covering, were not fad,
a moment's hovering, a thought of had.
Some timeless truth between us, yet not add,
has neither emptied thee, or I - or bad ..
I love Thee so -
       ...respecting thee are sad!...

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In lieu of the bellowing silence

Lovely images of her serenade me

Into a sauntering wave of happiness



By the birth of her smile

An elegant radiance occurs

As faintly I swoon



A mutual reciprocation

Awakens from oblivion

Rebounding from upon my breath



If ever our fates were

Destined so suddenly to collide

If only she could taste

Of the passion echoing inside



All distance would perish

Existing as nothing more

Than a vanilla memory...

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Last night a dream,
died in infancy, when you
were drawing a circle
of pain in rainbows.

The hurt of blind alleys,
and the rebounding image
of burnt-out candles in night.
The full moon will only enhance-

the burns. I do not want to talk 
about the divine will of making
a baby, out of willing or unwilling
surrender. Lines are blurred.

You want to ask the moon-
Are you convinced, it was not
a rape ? A butterfly is snuffed out
in your palm, you do not know.



Satish Verma...

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