Short Recapturing Poems

A tempest swept in,
transporting my thoughts

The past to the future,
and back to today

Recapturing memories,
beginning again

Untimed reminiscence
—the present relayed

(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)...

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reverberating night,
raucous in smoke filled room,
repetitive drum beat,
resonant voice arose,
recapturing lost soul,
rock to wisdom of song,
remember Bob, no cry!!

1st placement
Pleiades 2 poetry contest
Joseph May
written 15/10/2020

7 lines each with 6 syllables....

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betty lourdes said she had the choice
to choose
where the river goes
a divine rod of sorts
a word to say
amongst the falling leaves
water and wardle
going to see the river man 
and how about those plans
about the right to  wallow
along the stream
recapturing the summer
she lost in her pain

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My heart skipps a beat, 
My mind, on the gorgeous hazel sunfilled eyes of my love,
recapturing the moments in my mind, 
where we made love, without making love. 
skin pressed to skin, 
lips pressed to lips, 
eyes never wavering, staring endless; 
our voices quiet and weak, 
whispering words of compassion true, 
through the softly lit moans, crying i love you....

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I writ a poem while in the loo
Not busy, nothing else to do
I writ it on some toilet paper
Recapturing some of a lost night’s caper

It seem so quickly things go wrong
Woke up this morning in a thong
Somehow it seems to fit just right
Not too loose, not too tight

My co-conspirators will give me thanks
When I fill in those missing blanks
OH, someone pounding on the door
The paper’s gone, I’ll write no more
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To Our Friends
Written: by Miracle Man
7/27/2020

It has taken a pandemic to keep us apart,
but in thoughts and prayers you’re close at heart.
We live out our days not attentive to number,
growing nearer each day to eternal slumber.
In adolescent years we thought life was forever,
Now recapturing our past, we tend to dissever.


“Friends are relatives you make for yourself”
Gaelic Proverb
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Today
September 30, 2020
By: Miracle Man

My mind is wrapped in times long past,
recapturing moments of what life has wrought.
Sensing that I’m nearing the end at last,
I’ll leave taking nothing but what I brought.

The footprints left will be as beacons for some,
for others, how quickly my tracks will fade.
The clock is something man can’t overcome,
But judgment requires each track be weighed.
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Come to Africa
Do you see wonderful cars?
No. Only traffic jam

Ask about Africa
Do you hear smart answers?
No. Only questions

Think about Africa
Do you hear about big dreams?
No. Only survival hymns

Take a tour around Africa
Do you see dignified human beings?
No. Only precious goods

Africa my homeland hear all these
Arise

This is dedicated to African intellectuals faced with the task of recapturing true image of Cradle of humanity...

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Recapturing thought can be more elusive
than chasing butterflies with pole and net

word's peltering mind like hailstone's
eventually evaporate.........
must wait for the brain cloud to rain again

Somewhere in the dark recess sit's an insomniac host
inmost phrase's at inopportune moment
inactivity appears not to be an option

managing time........proper use of space
pen to paper , the point will trace
eloquent style is where I find my peace...........

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