Short Redirect Poems

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Premium Member Think Outside the Box

rumbustious, quick-tempered and quarrelsome
turbulent and troublesome

redirect all that energy
and strive rather to be fearlessly awesome



AP: Honorable Mention 2023


Premium Member The Proper Lens

The Lord is faithful to forgive His children
when we repent sincerely of our sins.
He’ll redirect us to the path He’s chosen
and help us view life through the proper lens.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Venerable Truth

When the gunman stares into your very soul
  A bullet might redirect his gaze -- not gun control


           April 30, 2019
After the shooting at Chabad of Poway, CA...
        … and so many others
Form: Epigram

GUILTY CONSCIENCE

Guilty Conscience
Spare my soul 
Forgive my Spirit 
Cleanse my mind
Redirect my thoughts
Rebuild my sense
Boost my motive
Energize my strength
Heaven isn't far away 
Hell is always inbound
My eyes are hazy
My faith is wavy
The graveyard is ready
But my salvation is steady

Surviving_Pawn

Tears of Destiny

I gaze on beauties
Wrapped inside imperfectness
Unveil the missing line
Of this life story

Sigh on nature
As Doubted traveler
In the midst of storm
Await whispers
To redirect the path of life

As an unborn Soul
Again to be revealed
A new chapter of life
Insignia
Tears of destiny

If this a poem then am dreamin
15 jul 11
© Isa Mahrie  Create an image from this poem.


Thoughts

"Redirect negative thoughts through creativity." - by Poet brain wired to overthink, worries crash down can't shut up musing mind's eye thoughts flow as poetry 27 March 2022
For Constance La France's "Form K - Kimo" contest
Form: Kimo

Hawk

Hawk


Hawk up the clouds on a close watch
Vermin that stirs to swoop and catch!
Foraging for carrion is also its culture
The soaring, scouring hungry vulture!

So is He who dwells High and Above
Watchful always with an eye of Love
To see what stirs in Pain or in throe
Wounds to sooth and redirect its toe!


07th Oct’ 2013
Form: Couplet

Premium Member This Moment

The Dalai Lama says “the past is just in our memory and the future is just in our imagination, nothing more than a vision”


nothing is real
but the present
this very instant
where I can choose
my thoughts
or adjust them
this very moment
where I can take action
redirect my path
and even make dreams come true



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Love

I find it does not matter,
this feeling I have for you.
It doesn't matter, 
because this feeling is not true.
What I feel for you I've felt for others, 
many time before you.
What I should do with this feeling,
is not direct it at you. 
Redirect it like the sun's warm glow,
so that I myself can grow.
Bloom into a flower,
right in front of you.
Form:

Change the World

Now is not the time to cower, rise forth my brothers and fight the powers.
Do not wait for their change in fate.
This world is ours to shape, redirect, and recreate.
Lets join the game, and fight too change, the mechanical response of the human name .
Redirect your loving face..and join the race..to save this place
Are you willing to do what's needed, to change this world?
© Jess Smith  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Demodulator

Always worry, never forget, feel left out of place, overwhelmed with regret, look at your life, analyze and inspect, the answer is coded, now decipher, translate, and depict, a change must be made, confusing yet clear, an expert to read my hieroglyphic interior. time to do right, it's history now, redirect yourself, or cease to matter at all.

A Love Like No Other

I want a love like no other,  
To be loved and cuddled and smothered,
by who, 
no other than you,
Cuz you see me for who,
I am, and it's grand. 
Everything happens for a reason, 
I just demand,
that you treat me with respect, and unconditional love. 
Give me a minute to reflect, 
and redirect you to me. 
Cuz I just wanna see, if this unconditional love is like no other, and it's worth the buzz.

Premium Member I Stand Here

I stand here
at the center of a world,
a bi-polar magnet
repelling some
enticing others
for gravity defies
its own law.

I long to reach
to touch them all,
redirect their lives
forgetting I was once adrift
as they – 
full throttle, no compass,
destination – somewhere.

I stand alone
as time must hang
its hands
on history.



©10/6/2018

contest - I Stand Here
sponsor – Craig Cornish

The 1 Percent

if ninety nine souls say you’re great 
why concentrate on the one that hates? 
all your precious energy gone 
defending yourself against a wrong

complete and utter waste of time;
there will ALWAYS be one
it’s nothing you’ve done
they will hate for the sake

redirect your life beam 
towards positive souls
those that you love
and significant ones

don’t give the pessimists  
the power to engulf 
your world as you know it 
in a negative glow
Form:

Be your own Firefly

I can feel u sinking
Over thinking 
Thinking about drinking
Feeling hated
Colors faded
Whole worlds jaded
Fear of being rejected
Defeated, puzzle pieces all dissected
Stop, it's time to redirect it
Skies to the water, take a moment and reflect it
Remember your roots you aren't alone, we are all connected
Reignite the fire within, resurrect it
Your worth is priceless, don't neglect it
Destiny awaits for you to turn the page and select it
Form: Rhyme

The Rattle

Everyday I wake
To the same old snake
Waiting to partake
In all my old mistakes

Everyday I contemplate 
Taking the bait
Until I can’t see straight
Ignoring my abnormal fate 

Everyday I detect 
The weakness resting on my neck 
Trying to redirect
The ways in which I reflect

Everyday I portray
The enemy, the prey
I must obey 
Or I’ll surely pay

Everyday I wake
With that same old snake
Hissing lullabies of ache
It gives, it takes
© J. Rock  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Premium Member Where Are Words Coming From

Words pop onto a page sizzling, drizzling, sassy and sexy.
I have no idea who put them into my fingers or my pen.
The quintessential feathery quill laughs at my consternation.
Feeling superior, as she should, she begins a known flow.

I watch optimism form itself into a rhyming cadence.
Where is this coming from? I ask my muse who is angry.
She throws down irritated, mad, bad, furious, and sad.
What if the refrigerator was on fire? I redirect myself.

Levels

different kinds of love
different levels of love

love for our children
love for parents, siblings
love for another
love for a place
or book, or hobby

we can't help 
what we feel or when
we can conceal or bury
not healthy!
like cream, it still
rolls to the top
it's what you do
about it that counts

unrequited
harsh, hurtful, hell
no matter how soft
the words, it is still
just that, rejection
reflect, redirect, remove
reason

move on
© Jo Bien  Create an image from this poem.

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