Short Respiration Poems
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No respiration
Stranded and moored blue buttons
Drying on the strand
By Robb A. Kopp
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crazy love screams in
mass of respiration pains
estranged from own heart
My mask doth not inspire
It maketh me perspire
Restricts my respiration
Foileth my aspirations
Causeth naught but aggravation
Leadeth me to consternation
K-iss of life keeps one
F-rom breathing his very last,
S-aving him from death.
Topic: Birthday of Kristine Joy F. Sagucio (March 15)
Form: Acrostic Haiku
Poetry is dumb and boring
Only red skittles are delectable
Excellent customer service
Trees have green leaves
Respiration is aided by abdominal muscles
Yesterday was disappointing
One does not write a poem
One lives a poem -- documents
the experience
The first mentioned
is academic
The later is respiration
I feel and the pen pronounces
I dream and words awaken
Buoyant heart of colors pulsating in silence
pleasant sensational views of Mother Nature
boundless insight of wisdom speaks clearly
let’s feel the rhythm with purified sensation
praise the great Creator’s art on earthly world
smile with the respiration of His beauties
We sprint,
We sprint,
We shan’t tarry within the shadows!
Give us the light.
We were not fabricated
To be degraded,
To be heavily degraded,
And narrow volume of respiration
That these lavender things have invented.
We sprint,
Oh, Lord,
We sprint!
We must rend these shadows,
We must find the light.
Samantha my cat is a little bit stressed,
with strangers coming in and out of our nest..
She likes my wheelchair, her new spot to rest,
it's soft cushy pillow she finds the best..
When I'm asleep she does a respiration test,
checking in to make sure I'm not dead I guess?
Hopefully she would do cat cpr to my chest..
I
The You that tells various organs to start, end, adjust secretions, and your lungs to do respiration while you sleep ... will easily join SPACE where it all is ( where it's at!)
II
You and I are "allowing" the universe a human experience; just as waves allows the entire ocean to experience & absorb individual waves
67.
The Elements of Life
Earth – this solid mass
Eversince holds us
We'll never escape
From its tightened rape
Water – this solvent
Makes life sufficient
Cleans and occupies
Dwindles, fall and rise
Air – this loosened gas
Fills empty areas
Allows respiration
Triggers production.
-11/27/2011
(Dumarao)
*First Incubus Collection
Watching him sleep he sighed
Eyelids closed, there is no flutter
Deep sounds of rising and falling breath
Mumbles from time to time are in depth
His eyes and mouth are finally closed
Respiration is slower and relaxation ensues
He seems so at peach for a few hours nap
Motionless, resting like a charmed bull
Oh God, look over this being of complaints
Peace at last – teac hm some restraint
By Your grace
I have life immortal;
the seed of you, called Man,
who buds and blossoms,
breathes in and out
(respiration of creation)
each new journey one
of ever greater unfoldment--
I have infinite petals
colors and scents; the
enchantment of universes,
allowing me to express both
virtues and flaws--for there is
no perfection when it comes
to human honesty; and the only
true honesty is that of Your
Selfless Love….
the more i ask
the less you give me
and the less you give me
the less i ask -
until there's nothing
between the first 'm' and the last 'l'.
i wonder what was from the beginning;
there was us or only an empty respiration
between a too tight you and me?
i tried to touch you
but there was just a whirled space
after your echo.
i am enough for myself;
and though -
i still count your steps' shadows
and rebreath the lost silence.
A Lot Of What
Bothers You About
Other People...
Bothers Them
About You, Too.
But, Maybe You
Have A Good Excuse!
You Never Know
Exactly What It
Might Be.
Unless, Of Course
You Think You Do.
Or Maybe Something
Totally Different
Happened To You.
Or Bothers You.
Or Maybe You
Forgot About
Your Own
Excuses, Too.
***
Look Outward In.
Then Inward Out.
Then Outward In...
Repeat.
-Gray Squirrel
09-19-2025
Respiration flight,
Brought forth breezy delight,
Harmory shading,
Colorimetric dream scene,
Jealousy earth can never exhibition.
Dancing cheeks,
With smiling beneath,
Tears from the flurry,
Leaving color-print kisses.
Feeling the touch of every undertone brought my way.
Romantic settlement,
True indeed,
No!
Awake I must!
Opened eyes to see the world of now.
Beautiful thought moments,
Only left,
Reserved for days to come that beings darkness.
Form:
Irony thick, that your drifting brings my dreams.
Your shallow breath contradicts my labored respiration.
In slumber you inspire. In sleep your made to tease.
Yearning for your not embrace, I revel in this bed.
To touch would ruin pleasure, small distance is sublime.
Symmetry defined, in lines subtle yet profound.
To look so long, your pulse captivated my stare.
Ironic that you're sleeping, yet the dream is mine alone.
Satisfaction in my hunger. Sated, in naught but your vision.