Short Stalled Poems

zebra grazing wild
domesticated horse stalled
equine strain bridges...

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death came to get her
she stalled as long as she could
old grim reaper laughed...

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Without time
wonder stops
Questions flounder
barren crops

Without time
motion falls
Beginnings vacant
—endings stalled

(Dreamsleep: September, 2022)...

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From toil to rest you heard the call
Farewell to changing weather
The clock lies broken; forever stalled
Now you roam in fields of heather
~*~

For:  Winnie- RIP...

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Humanity itself
Riding off on horse
Not just pale, but albino
Leaving in its wake
Filth and destruction
Life reduced
To the most resilient
Nature’s wonder
Evolution
Stalled
For now...

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Silence attacking
from deep in the hall
Damage inflicted
the metronome stalled
Blood in the orchestra
harmony thrawn 
Melody slaughtered
— rhapsody gone

(The New Room: May, 2024)
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Before you fall,
  you’ve got to stand

Your voice once stalled,
  no reprimand

The paradigm floats,
  on swamps that drain

Where praise cries out,
  false hope again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)...

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Before you fall,
  you’ve got to stand

Your voice once stalled,
  fates reprimand

The paradigm floats,
  on swamps that drain

Where praise cries out
   —false hope again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)...

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Air stands still
Urban anonymity heightened
Toils of the day weigh heavy
Obfuscation of scene with light and shade
Mechanical servery de-personalises 
Attempts to leave stalled by self only 
Thoughts drift but don't settle...

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a divine sight once beheld
was by memory recalled
by our ego thus seeking
the influx of grace was stalled 

why wallow in the shallows
when the ocean calls to soul
be still oh worthy hermit
that God’s touch may make us whole...

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This evening sky
Lies low, stalled,
Sowing light,
In surrender.
Insignificant,
Vague verse
Emotions, obscure..

Across the room
Dark clouds gruel.
Misspelt claps,
Rumble pursuit,
Chime of nine.

Indecipherable
Thoughts of mine....

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When artists
grow reflective
their impact
is stalled

All direction 
is hijacked
momentum
 recalled

Looking back
through their psyche
a tunneler’s 
view

As horizon’s
lie waiting
with visions
— anew

(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)
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Black tears
Dark years
Many fears
No cheers

I am sad
I am mad
Things are bad
Haters are glad

Cold nights I wept
Hoping secrets we’re kept
The wind often called
But I always stalled

So depressingly here I lay
So ready to pass away....

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Stalled out completely on an abandoned road 
Phone service is left unreliable 
The nearest town is miles away 
Karma has finally done its due diligence 
Mysterious cries echo throughout the corn field 
Just a loner on a lonely road---
Or am I?...

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No longer can she play 'midst waterfalls
    or dive into a clear blue lake
  Part of her forever stalled
    part arthritic ache

  Yet in her home a magic room
    wherein's dispelled the gloom
  Flick-o'-the-wrist a gentle rain
    to wash away the pain...

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I've never been so appalled
By such a sudden shock!
When ev'ry plan is strictly stalled-
Like Luck lies in a Lock.
A powdered nose makes way for prose-
Try to relax; it's not that bad.
But it's not fair, and God, he knows-
Just think of all the Love you've had......

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Air laden 
with the fecundity of spring,
sweet, powdery life brushing every
passing wing and foot stalled
on a budding stem, 
receptors greedily unfurled 
in vast arrays
to snare pollen dancing
on a breeze
though leaving too much 
to float my way and be wasted
on a sneeze....

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It's imperative to alter the narrative,
so get out a round of ream.
There's a knot in the plot,
a lost theme with out a seam..
You pause and you pivot.
The script leaves you livid,
falling short of your dream.
Stopped, stalled between acts,
little time to retrack,
as your pen is running out of steam.
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Tomorrow's dream-like state

has not yet arrived

not yet met its demands;

could it be the frozen clouds

possesing a fall of rain?

 

And so I pitch here

under the blue of stars for now,

in the climate of lethargy

sinking my feet in a journey

that is stalled, inching a foot

toward hope....

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evening falls
darkness calls
every whisper
emotions malled

love stops
hearts clot
every move
stalled

emptyness sets in
seems theres nowhere to begin
here is to me all there is
sitting in a dizz
wanting to throw a tizz

hurt and pain
nothing there to regain
nothing here left to win
my hatred my sin...

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MELANCHOLY

Spring of silence---
No bees,
No ants,
No birds,
No trees,
Silent indeed,
Spring for thee,
Melancholy,
Eden paved evermore,
What we see no more--
Bees no more,
Ants no more,
Birds no more,
Trees no more,
Air no more,
People no more,
All rat race stalled,
Paradise no more,
What was it all for?...

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Seven-thirty-seven on time
But wait!  We just stalled on a climb!
Nose dive like a swan
Boeing going gone
No more time to finish this rhyme. . .

Saint Peter has just met the wife
She's still chatting about her life
This queue's getting long
 She broke into song!
Hark!  Do  you hear Beelzebub's fife?...

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The hours haven't stalled and the rain

           still pours on to
           patchwork streets

                                 I shall hum soft unto myself               
                                 as I wait… again…
                                        
    armed with nothing more than time and a tissue.
...

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02/03/12

Today at 5:00
In the morning,
Tina and Nelson
Had intercourse 
Behind closed doors, 
I saw 'em both
Through the key hole
As Tina stalled above Nelson
Like an elephant 
they've been free-lancing out
Along the razor's edge
They do not know
This road has a dead end  
Their reward?
I'm yet to decide
I bet it's huge
They'll be back here again
It's a revelry...

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The world twists under the sky
A thought burns into a smile
More and more the days between.
Freedom was a road
and the hitchhike was stalled
Out in the middle of growing old.
Meandering is such a cool word
Unless it's your life
and your lost or cold.
The feelings spit out of the sun
Warm and driven nails 
Back in all directions
Pulling us toward promise....

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