Short Reincarnated Poems
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I never cleaned my window
of the spot that wouldn't budge,
reminding me of the buzzing fly
reincarnated as a smudge.
Tea leaf powder brewed
Token stream of tea devolves
Cyclye of life flows
Reincarnated grains bind
Nouveau palates sift huskings
When I get reincarnated
I want to be born into the Tutsi tribe.
Their average height is six feet.
And please God, could I be six foot six?
In a previous life
I was a woman’s bicycle seat
Envied by all couch potato men
My life has gone downhill since then
Now my old friends call me Depends
Whenever I am reincarnated
I would like to be a flower
For though its life may be truncated
a gift of love’s everlasting power
I am a reincarnated goddess avatar of love and light.
I will no longer be afraid to continue to fight
For the life I deserve, to live life is my sacred rite.
I reincarnated into this life to calmly observe.
I am also here to experience what I deserve.
I am still on this journey learning just whom and how I shall serve.
Hi. I'm Mickey Mouse, my wife, Betty Boop.
We got caught in a bad karma loop.
We bumped off Popeye, stole his keys.
She was reincarnated as grilled cheese
and I as tomato soup.
Millions of cells in the body temple.
Thousands of cells rupture every day,
fall way;
tear-drop ghosts spill and puddle wetly.
They all must be reincarnated
as the same God.
Not common knowledge but I was reincarnated
From an Egyptian Pharaoh with lots of gold but underrated
Named Tutankhanatrump
Eaten by lions, this lump
Bad decision, my whole kingdom was annihilated
guess what?
reincarnation is actually true.
each time you're reincarnated,
you come back as some kind of theist
or an atheist
which one is right?
well, I'm an atheist this time.
We'll figure it out eventually.
So here I am - Reincarnated
No more keeping up with Joneses
Free at last ! ... forgetting though:
They love to eat frog legs for dinner...
I was given a challenge to write a short poem by looking at a picture of a frog... :)
The blue tulip has died- -
Jaunty jealousy
a blue murder mystery
something has dried up?
It’s not done this way
after the burial done
coming back as a flower?
10/21/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
SEDOKA POEM TYPE
In the next life if reincarnated
as a mayfly I am designated
it's good enough for me with nothing but fun
for twenty-four hours (under the sun)
until the race is run bonking here bonking there
I'll be bonking everywhere non-stop until I drop
I want to return next time as a clock
with a regular tick tock, and possibly a chime
I want to be mounted on the wall of an entertaining family
to view them unobserved, a voyeur collecting information
which I can put into poems and stories in my next life
as a poet
Peonies, lavenders, cherry trees
Clef romancing Pachelbel's Canon behind the emerald maze
Summer breeze Tudor breathe
Vavasour Anne, hail thy Lady!
Homecoming carrage drove by quiet road, thus awakens
Ghouls, spirits, elves, butterflies
Celebrating Hazlewood
For thy Lady hath returned.
Lifetime trek
Now complete
Ever now passed
Your beginning moment
Terra Lumina
Has crested horizons
Before you
Throughout destinations
You’ve journeyed
Maturing before
Those eyes
Which destiny
Could never elude
Those crossings
Carrying you forward
Eternally incomplete
Reincarnated anew
Upon the rising
What if no one is right?
What if no one is wrong?
What if we are the aliens?
What if we are already in hell?
What if there are no weapons?
What if all weapon stories are false?
What if we get reincarnated?
What if we have to come back and be in families with people we have injured or hurt?
What will we do differently?
Nothing really ends alternately,
reversing the life story endlessly.
Dressing own life with a passionate dream,
comes the selfishness reincarnated as a being.
The dramatic flows comes to an end,
gap between them is so wide to paint.
remembering the story is so much to take,
forsaking the past as their story becomes a fake.
callous crimson crept
etching crisp crest
hanky' surges sworn
plied pulpy pawn
dark dribbles reincarnated
rusty reels cremated
felon flames moan
cussing cupped clone
bruised biddings thrown
loquacious wind wielded
spanked saucy shredded
hewn syllables welded
tuned taunted tiers
of the fire.
'20:04:03:18:54
Note: Of The Fire.
callous crimson crept
etching crisp crest
hanky' surges sworn
plied pulpy pawn
dark dribbles reincarnated
rusty reels cremated
felon flames moan
cussing cupped clone
bruised biddings thrown
loquacious wind wielded
spanked saucy shredded
hewn syllables welded
tuned taunted tiers
of the fire.
'20:04:03:18:54
Note: Of The Fire.
Artists are inborn and probably
Reincarnated from a past life
And their artistry talent gifted naturally
That's why their artistic talent
Are indescribable, unexplainable
And never cease to amaze many
Just like any child prodigy
Musicians too which is slotted
In the art category, they're awfully
Geniusly talented and gifted to the core.
A thin flicker of hope,
A subtle glance cast.
Momentary blindness,
A vision from the past.
A stout heart tested,
A memory so clear.
The face of an angel,
From a bygone year.
A gasping of breath,
A time to reflect.
Karma so electric,
Two souls reconnect.
Instant recognition,
And no words to say.
Lovers hand in hand,
As if were yesterday.
He is
Heavens
Kiss
Reincarnated
Sharing one breath
Can be
so
Divine
His
Russet
Eyes,
Rich in kindness
And full of love
Look into mine
Skin touching skin
Legs tangled
Under
The silk cover
And
hushed voices
my
Fingers shaking
My chest wall
Is aching
From
All the
joy
Antidote for pain
With one kiss
I am reawakened
Form:
Some dream of palaces full of silver and gold
In the future of their afterlife, something to behold
Others dream of heaven, and pearly white gates
Passing the judgement, and receiving their fate
But all that I wish is to live as a star
Forever unbothered, my worries so far
Burning with bright blue beautiful light
My siblings the constellation that you see at night