Short Rebuilding Poems
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diligent spider
rebuilding decrepit web ~
old silk consumption
Date written: 11/17/2022
Rebuilding from the pieces
That you left strewn and broken
Ready to risk life and grow
Taller once again.
17.11.2020
Quat-Ro Contest.
hammers are swinging
saws are buzzing
the carpenter ants
shall gather
the nails while
volunteering their time
in rebuilding Noah's Ark
One slight kiss for lonesome knight
Secures a basking love bright
Rebuilding desire to fight
For one in my sight
Written for contest but I was too late..
Oh Well
Still
Here in
Atlantis,
Mother of pearls.
Iridescent; being pregnant with light,
A world rebuilding - waiting to hold you.
Resurfacing:
Sea the sun,
Finding
Home.
Camelot produced two tots
Caroline, and John Junior...
How their mother cried when their father died!
Instead of rebuilding a productive chassis
~ She went gold-digging and married Onassis
Being respectful but rightful, believably remarkable, beautifully romantic, blissfully rational, but I rely by rebuilding bridges, refreshing blessings, religious beliefs, radiantly brilliant reliable Bible!
World,
barbaric, unnatural
falling, decaying, failing
Technology, Society, Trees, Oceans
regenerating, flourishing, rebuilding,
instinctive, civilized
Wasteland.
my body and my heart are fragile brittle mostly broken
your visit and your kindness mean the world to me
you sing your song and the healing of my soul begins
~ rebuilding the bridge to hope
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
The Well
Dreams staying still
Null, brittle devoid
From Cosmo's mold
Diminishing to depths
Out of the well
Voices moving in harmony
Utter resonances swell
Instinct and fears
Stinging the senses
As rebuilding fences
When rebuilding a home
You-
Repaint the walls
Replace broken doors
Revisit all points of weakness
Trusting the process
Of the new masterpiece being built
So it is with the soul
Rebuilding that home
To the home of strength
Falling stars and broken dreams
Surround the corners of my mind
Torn pages seem so unkind
Rebuilding over, just to rewind
Always learning, life defined
But life isn't what it seems
Many ropes tie and bind
Dreams shine like moon beams
I shut the door
And drew the blinds
Let the phone ring
Every time it rang
I couldn’t bear
To play charades
I needed time alone
With the darkness
Of my depths
Rebuilding strength
Thru the winter
Of my mourning
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Katrina, you left your mark on our land, hearts, minds,
A mercilessly unyielding rabid force of wrath,
Those who tarried paid the highest price...death,
Regression, grieving, rebuilding,
In the aftermath of distress,
Never to forget,
And life goes on.
Spring
rainy, mild
planting, freshening, rebuilding
gardens, flowers, orchards, bonfires
decorating, harvesting, baking
brisk, cool
Autumn
January 21, 2023
Contest: Delightful Diamante
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
I looked
at the bird whistling gleefully in the tree,
the squirrel diving for acorns in the fallen leaves,
the ant determinedly rebuilding his home,
the lake licking the moist sand,
the cloud painting a delicate backdrop,
and the sun giving life to this beautiful day.
The Ides of September registered sensation
envy’s violence broke out, over and again.
Remembering the healing after 9-11’s rage -
the difficult rebuilding of our broken nation.
Measures toward reconciliation would be a gain,
Ideas for this September, a return to God's gauge.
Phoenix In The Wind
My dreams have died
Now I bow my head to sigh
Night is when I cry
Day is my rebuilding time
Too young to die
Too old to ask why
Now’s my time to fly
That’s why I have to try
I’m a phoenix in the wind
Flying towards the setting sun
To escape my sins
We get so accustomed to everything that surrounds us
We begin to call familair faces friends and familair objects home
Our true home lies within our hearts
Leaving means giving up all that has become familair and comfortable
Pain comes from knowing rebuilding lies ahead and saying goodbye.
Form:
happy endings come from
happy beginnings
traveling story
thickening plot
building & rebuilding
characters unworthy
i cant turn the page
myself when i am stuck
inside i thought it would
be fun to take a ride
to do what i'm told
scripted lifted from freedom
captive in the dungeon
of fantasy
Flying solo against the wind
a weary hurt that time cannot mend,
a nostalgic manifestation that hangs in the backdrop of
rebuilding a life once lost,
slowly it drifts into obscurity,
what once was will never be again,
that’s the beauty and irony of living,
slowly I will find myself again but I will never be alive.
Form:
Bang bang that's all you ever hear these days.
Five hundred people can win Grammies and it'll be overshadowed by a person getting shot.
Is this the life we wanted? Can we really say we made it?
Everyday I go out and ask myself " what the hell is this?"
I'm not done ,yet, shooting down my prey and rebuilding my life.
maybe it’s not you.
maybe it’s everyone else.
or maybe…
it’s me.
the one always called
too emotional,
too cold.
so maybe what i need
is a plant
growing slower than my thoughts,
a cycle
moving forward when i cannot,
a lego set
to build,
to break,
to begin again.
and maybe then
anger
will finally
leave me alone.
As a girl, I imagined a place to be
Sprinkled in stardust, where grassy skies rotate
A pirate nymph, commanding the purple sea
Leaping unicorns across a rainbow gate
A lush kingdom of color and harmony
Of horizons unbroken, of dreams ornate
Now, I wander my glen of nostalgic wood
Rebuilding the cloud castles of my childhood.
2/1/19
make a deal
pacify future photographs
with the promise
to strip away the rated remembrance shades
let the sunlight
peel that inherited commodity of
bleeding is rebuilding
we're red cells
alive and breathing
hold on to the oxygen tightly and
send yourself down the viscous heartache
ending yesterday
it is a decision