Short Reinvented Poems

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Muted Sirens

To recite it in a Poem,
or sing it loud and strong

Their union an espousal,
one by measure, one by song

Division cast adrift,
 muted sirens fold their wings

This moment reinvented
—words and melody one thing

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Form: Rhyme


Muted Sirens

To recite it in a Poem,
  or sing it loud and strong

Their union an espousal,
  one by measure, one by song

Division casts adrift,
  as muted sirens fold their wings

This moment reinvented,
  —words and melody one thing

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Too Many Too Late

Opportunities come in varying 
disguises 
Chances missed always causes 
disgusts
Nevertheless, time always is 
evolving.
The wheel can't be reinvented  but requires
 improving
For many it is already too late. 
Time and chance has passed.
The next generation will seize 
 the moment that is paused.
  (Written 12th March, 2025)
Form: Ballad

Pretentious

Your so pretentious,
The repetition is endless-
And the conversation relentless;
Though my restraint is tremendous.

Trying to keep cool and collected-
But even I, will be affected.

I'm sick and tired of being falsely 
corrected;
I'm uninterested, in the fact that you feel 
offended,
Unprecedented-
Consider this the new me; reinvented.

-Carly Larkin

Potshard All In God's Plan

Sun hardened clay
molded into a vessel
broken in time
Reinvented as a scratching tool...  Job

Jaw bone of destruction
death begats death
Weapon of mass destruction
In a mighty man's hands...

Jail bird, registered sex offender
Interpreter of dreams
Favorite servant of a king
Saved a mighty nation
during a deadly famine.... 

Do you know these people??


Secrets of Fun Revealed

The secret to having fun 
At any age,
Is mostly found in those who have,
  spent time under the sun,
Enough to fire up their imagination,
So, their creative juices  can start flowing again.

Fun can be reimagined at any age,
Fun can be reinvented at any age,
So, what are you waiting for . . . !

Premium Member Emptiness

a word, a hymn
a symbol, an idol, 
a scripture, a guru

held in the vibrant void

cognised by our awareness
felt in heart, distorted by mind
embraced, released, reinvented

as we leave our footprints behind

subtlest of heart tremors preserved 
in the mind of universal consciousness 
both within and beyond cage of space-time

to which shimmery illusion should we then cling

Premium Member Intention

INTENTION

transcendent
dynamic
  turbulent
consolation

overlooking
tonal
  varitions&
possibilities

 a
disjunctive
  predictions
in a
discrete
  prescence
to
diminish
&
completely
eliminate
the
infinite

though
  charming
&
original
stay
unappreciated

surreal
  feelings
exposed
in
wing words
of
replicated
writing
reinvented
&
configured
then
liberated
Form: Verse

Premium Member Bright Choppy Waters

Puddles of rainbows drag across the floor
becoming a perfect shade of pitch black;
Much stronger than anything seen before 
a firestorm is now more than a comeback;
Knock out punch ideology can pack 
has left the past severely brain damaged;
Nothing is left here that can be bandaged,
repurpose antiquated for brand new;
Reinvented pools can now be restaged;
Bright choppy waters to jump right in to.
Form: Dizain

Premium Member FREE VERSE a 20th century reinvention

FREE VERSE
words framed in white space phrasal lines enjambed with a line break in a fluid left margin so flexible continually
discovered
then discarded later rediscovered &
reinvented
'twas ever thus
Form: Didactic

Sabbatical

taking a one week sabbatical
going to rest my soul and mind
going to put it all behind me
going to get away from the grind

Mexico is waiting
the peace and quite I need
that resurrects my spirit
that reinforces me

no cell phone connection
no landline to be reached
disconnect from everything
while I lay on the beach

I’ll come back reinvented
a soul that’s been restored
lucky if it lasts one day
a very short reward
© Jo Bien  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Bodies of Work


"Bodies of Work"


Wings lift us up
on the old works 
reinvented 

beauty 
is what we want,
beauty in the mind

we invoke 
a new world,
continuum in harmony

it sings 
in the strange,

beautiful things
in the heart 
to mind 

quantum 
phenomenon
magnetised

Wings lift us up
away from the old 
bodies of work 

Venus rising
luminescent 
via lucis

Elysium


(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
lux vitae
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Nature and Meditation

Susan had been abused and misused when I met her
She was not attempting to unleash herself at that point
I did not suggest it, it I something she had to decide to do
a few years later she had reinvented herself, she had confidence.

She had released herself from her captor and his negativity
he had isolated her, but she was now again with her family
surrounded by people who nurtured and cared for her
She told me nature and meditation had shown her the way

Premium Member Unrest of Spirit

Spirits shook in a half empty tumbler’s unease

Trembling hands fumbled the spillage of disease

He lost his staggering soul quaking and marred

At the bar of destruction from finish to start



Stirred and shaken an olive branch fell into his fray

A guardian angel suspended increasing decay

Touched some remnant of reason and reinvented

Water from wine no more fragments fermented


16th November 2018

Contest: Unrest of Spirit

Sponsor Julia Ward
Form: Rhyme

Reinvented

You can't shake this, bend or break this.
Write these endings, life's contention.
Breaks my spirit and make's me fear it.
Spinning dials, my lifes on trial.

Finding confidence, feeding  ignorance.
Find the reason. for your treasons
life it seems to be ,tragic apathy.
Its my own believing, is this my own demon?

Fearing things around , like I'm trapped and bound .
Give myself the slip, broken by razor whips.
Open my eyes, hiding inner lies.
Awaken my soul, buried in a hole.
Form:

Premium Member unstable sure

Harley’s favorite life began at Arkham
She reinvented herself
no longer a mere psychiatrist
now Joker’s lovesick groupie

she flashed from tame to wild
from mild to violent
a murderer now but still likeable
she pretends to be naïve; but she retains kindness

craving affirmation, she latches onto people she likes
selfish? Yes
Unstable? sure
An unstoppable force

Harley Quinn, with her faux innocence
highly suggestive, easily manipulated
an anti-hero villain you grow to love

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