Short Slumped Poems

a man on a bench
slumped over,worry tries me
i think he's dead.........well?...

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glimpse of blinding light
mother's skin against my own
father slumped on floor...

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Disoriented
Demented souls
Masquerading in flesh
Slumped  in dank doorways
Marinated in spirits
Soaked in piss....

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nuggets of 
wisdom
mined 
from 
the
crucible 
of the 
misshapen
slumped figure
in 
the
disconsolate
wheelchair...

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I penned-
a poem, 
where I slumped 

my mind 
in a book, 
watching 

the return 
of my gaze
as I listen 

to the gasping
of a night-
that never complains...

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Preaching repentance in his flowing robes
    Abstinence from that which stains the soul

  The ascetic slumped forward, face downcast
    Neglecting his body, he'd breathed his last...

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we used to see
eye to eye
agreeing on
how clean
the air was 
down
there

that we
would have
the same
distance
when we 
fell from 
grace

but with age
and with youth
i shrunk and
slumped but 
she bought 
a pair
of new

pumps...

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No face, stared longer at
Ripped away, repellant
When from off others
As this sunned, consoles for
Your own smooth water's.

Sat and slumped, down-hearted
There before, of whom rise
Again, pacified!
Glum, wavy-lined only
When itself, storm-tried....

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Teacher and students 
Sitting slumped in impossibly rigid chairs
Staring at 
Shadows creeping deftly into
Corners never considered
Classes never attended
Vacations never enjoyed 
Wedding bells never rung and the
 Glorious reality that
“Only the good die young.”...

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All smile is wrecked
As he stood cold-dead like a stone
All smile is wrecked
As he slumped like a thrown object
Solemn regrets turn heart's ring tone
Bitter tomorrow chokes thought's zone 
All smile is wrecked


 By: Joseph Osita
For Dr Ram's contest:'RONDELET'...

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H
A
Pressure of dire times on dismal mind
Pushes the listless life in abyss undefined
I
N
E
S
S

A
Perk up, parking the slumped soul on cloud nine
Placate the sagged spirit with holiday sunshine
E
A
S
E
S

December 7, 2020
For Kim's Acrostic Play 2 Holiday Version...

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Slumped in his nakedness,
His loose...left hand, 
Runs its shaky fingers through his hair.

With his eyes closed,
His subordinate dreams
Are shackled across his chest,
As he struggles with his toiled reality.





______________________
Inspired by the Dying Slave
By Michelangelo...

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cringing
beaten
slumped over
nightmares 
of revenge --
STRANGLE him
hug mother
for dear life!-- 
startling awake
nauseous
sweaty
woodpecker foot
relentlessly taps
not my fault
don't hit me...
dinner table food
spasming 
mangled by 
screams, curses
roars its way
back up
undigested
will I die first...

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salient strife scrunching
like veins veiling
the tracks coiled
about the toil
of gollible Green
heaving hoisted sprees

burnished blue blushed
tumultuous torrent crushed
leering lanky lust

gold cloak cupped
beneath blazing guts
rustic sea sucked

callous crimson's touch
weary waves slumped.
       19:12:14:04:57...

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I've slumped 
Down in my bed
The music drowns 
The sadness but
Only for a while
My head hangs low
My heart hurts 
My body is numb
My brain lethargic
My breaths are sighs
I'm cold
I'm unattached
Yet feeling so much
Too much 

It's getting in the way of everything that needs to be done
Too much to be done
Too too much to be done...

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She screams out into the night
Not even an echo too tired to fight 
Her shoulders slumped completely drained
She curses the time that still remained
Dank and dreary the air so heavy upon her very being
Feet stuck no way to keep fleeing
One single tear drops from her lashes
Her life never a period just simply long pauses and empty dashes...

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slimy concrete.
diesel smoke.
November turned brown.

she stands
slumped and uncertain
and overly burdened.

a cold wind.
a distant whistle echoes.
a rumbling underneath.

the mighty Engine pulls up through crumpled earth.

the too-young mother asks sweetly:
are you ready Leona?
the little girl smiles
and twists on the balls of her feet....

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You turned and walked away
shoulders slumped, eyes downcast,
the morning air was still;
bright sun crept through the slats
of window's crooked shades
like the eye lids of dawn.

Like the eye lids of dawn
I saw your tears falling,
wanting to touch your face
it was too late you had
closed the door on our love.

12:11 a.m.
Feb. 19, 2011

C. Alvez...

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The lighting, it was over bright
Revealing dark red blood puddled
She lay slumped, her soul in flight
The lighting, it was over bright
Exposing a play she did write
Letters of a name befuddled
The lighting, it was over bright
Revealing dark red blood puddled  

Written: Friday, June 24, 2016
Inspired by Julia Ward's contest First Line Prompt-2...

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a july morning crashes
	with the thunder
gentle rat-a-tat rhythm
rain-tears on a metal skin
his shoulders are slumped
	his heart the drum
loved by all yet loved by none
the storm intensifies
	in and around him
zephyr screams at the trees
flesh rips from their bones
fire cracks the sky
and when the wind and rain
have had enough
they release him 
to find his way
home...

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Tell Them…


She had faded slowly
shadow growing shorter
voice less boisterous.
Tell Them...

Alone now she sits
slumped on a park bench
near the flowers.
He found her there,
sat next to her
took her hand,
read the note it held.
Her brief farewell:
“If anyone asks
tell them
I caught a butterfly.”



8/12/2017

submitted to – The Poet’s Shadow – Poetry Contest...

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Do you remember that week
On a Tuesday night;
You said you were leaving
And we got in a fight?

I lay on your bed
And cried on your sheets,
I tried to hide it
I didn’t want you to see

I stood in the shower 
Slumped against the wall,
Broke the skin on my knuckles
Couldn’t feel it at all

The pain was too much
And it burned in my chest,
And of all my friends, love
You’ve been the best...

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I’m tired and I just can’t stop yawning
It’s stupid o’clock in the bloody morning

We will just have to wait and see
If it’s too late to be writing poetry?

I really need some divine intervention
perhaps an elixir of lyrical inspiration

I drifted and snoozed and finally slumped
and only woke when my head got bumped!

Perhaps a surgeon would do instead
To remove this keyboard from my head


January 2017...

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Awaiting the Knock at the Door
David J Walker

We are gathered, 
But not together, 

in thought
And prayer

In anticipation of a knock a
At the door
That only One may hear

Are you there, we constantly ask
Slumped and head bowed 
His eyes slightly open

And in a nod and a gasp the answer, yes
But only for now, He whispers 

As he thumbs through 
93 chapters of life

We are gathered together
Awaiting the phone to ring...

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I could not think
I could not sleep
What could I do,
Well I could weep.

I locked my door
I hid away,
No sense of time
Night or day.

For what's the point
You had gone,
There's nothing left
You were the one.

I shut the curtains
Unplugged the phone,
Slumped in my chair
And sat, alone. 








Entry for
STANDARD CONTEST 138,ANY FORM,ANY THEME,
UP TO A MAX OF 20 lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand
19/11/18. Placed=1st....

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