Short Targeted Poems
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What to know
resumed control
to block
transit
effect.
gunboats
targeted
talking
shuttered the
close up
blackmail
is under control.
Halfway in the middle
Comes the center
While in the midst
Lies the circle
Circumference?
5/24/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Raw and uncut, the Poet
sharpened his edge
His entry point targeted
fury bright red
The first cut the deepest
and clean to the bone
A wound bleeding freely
—all sutures unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Raw and uncut, the Poet
sharpened his edge
His entry point targeted,
fury bright red
The first cut the deepest,
and clean to the bone
A wound bleeding freely
—all sutures unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Raw and uncut, the Poet
sharpened his edge
The entry wound targeted,
with fury bright red
The first cut the deepest,
and clean to the bone
His wound bleeding freely,
—its suture unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
She’s a thrown compact
shattering a vase;
She is the flower
that is still standing;
Perfect matte lipstick;
Targeted wall,
it cannot hide;
A foaming pout,
feminine rage;
Fire flashes;
Estrogen,
no factor;
You’re rude,
now she’s
pissed.
That targeted sleep will not come
at once
in the tamed night.
A shifted pain
lifts the irretrievable word
shamed at edge.
The godwings
weave the rhyme of flight
for the wedding of death.
You are born again
in sleep
for another journey.
Satish Verma
Form:
Listen to poem:
I stand lined up in the sights
between black lines,
going from left to right
going up and down,
lines drawn as crossroads,
at the intersection point
between chance and choice
sighted and aligned
in the cross hairs,
targeted by
the sniper
with squinted eyes
called
'Fate'
FOR ME alone, He has PATIENCE enough.
So vast an amount that fills the seven seas.
Magnanimous is His loving GRACE toward me.
No random acts of KINDNESS or sprays of TENDERNESS,
but layers upon layers of FAITHFULNESS targeted directly on me.
God sacrificed His only Son FOR ME without price or cost to me.
052722PS
Pretty young lady using
t-shirt written UGLY PRO,
is at risk of kidnapping ...
Bearing Man T-Shirt
with target drawing and writing
SHOOTING, is at risk of
be targeted ...
Who wears a shirt
portrait of UNCLE SAM, run
risk of being summoned by
american army for
being a volunteer soldier in Iraq ...
That was in other times ...
Grackles snap at the thin snow
seeking frozen worms.
Balloons of light pop in a chill sky.
A marmalade cat sneaks the hedgerow
fur low in the snow whiskers sparkling.
Hawk cries grab our attention
high up we are spotted, some targeted.
Grackles, cat, and the shadow of my coat
scatter sideways sketching frost-ghosts
on warm breaths.
After dispossession,
collecting the dolls-
dusting them off.
Who was watching
you, dousing yourself
to give a political statement ?
Cutting the leaves
of grass, I open
the book of Walt Whitman.
This was a targeted
killing. I will not join
the funeral procession.
A mistaken lull.
One day I will-
shoot endlessly.
Satish Verma
The arch
in the targeted killing
was the bet when you
lost your virginity.
A slow dance
at the cold river of flesh,
with genitalia wiped off.
I was constructing-
your genome
from you saliva. Prayer
was a form of begging
before an unpardonable sin.
The gradient
parting the hills will
find another arena
to start the game.
Satish Verma
View so clear from a very distant perspective
Inclinations and angles wonderfully captioned and analyzed
Sight alone isn’t sufficient. This is coming straight from the mind
In full projection of the future
Only then can a mission be targeted and worked
No wonder Steven Wonder nurtured a great one despite being blind
For Papa
That monster inside us
devouring the past
Our memories hunted
most recent to last
No mercy is shown us
as darkness creeps in
Today and tomorrow
—lost into the wind
(Tribute To Hemingway: January, 2024)
Lakota Buffalo Prayer
Shooting
today
Killing
tomorrow
Targeted
fortune
Lost
—to the wind
(The New Room: January, 2024)
He was a victim,
As his eyes witnessed a massacre.
He was a firm believer of his own.
Still he was a victim.
I pity him.
He was a motivator
Inspirational poet.
Still his words wounded like bullets
Each word was targeted and inflicting
I pity him.
Nothing is inevitable.
Perception changes.
We do also.
Only the sky shines with twinkling stars.
Same. Same.
victimised
ridiculed
bullied
ignored
targeted
mocked
silenced
war
isolated
violated
slandered
false
rumours
belittled
bullied
ignored
liar
joke
pathetic
sacked
rejected
nothing
small
unknown
disclaimed
forgotten
unsure
silenced
slandered
recluse
avoid
absents
silence
mystery
lies
mystery
lies
alone
unknown
You wanted something to give.
A devout brings a chalice
for seed or semen.
In the silent valley,
a divine ratio acts-
undeterred.
This was ransom.
In the sunless depth
there will be collapse of a titan.
Minus a moon, the
planet revolves around
a black sun.
The hills had started
moving. Twin explosions
had targeted an evolution.
Satish Verma
On the world stage
Stood two men with no class
And with words tossed
Turned defiantly ass to ass
Locked and loaded
Ten paces they did take
But when they fired
What a mess they did make
Try as they may
They could not hide
From heat seeking missiles
That targeted their backside
So that now when they talk
Nothing can be heard
Because with each breath
Out comes a turd.
Children are just innocent souls
Just trying to live long enough
To grow up, they love to ride their
Bikes, play video games, and sports
So, why are they being targeted
By dark forces, why would any
Human being want to hurt a child
In a sexual way, this is a child
Not an adult to be traffic in any way
This child's life and future is being
Destroyed for lust and profit of another
there is a tree in the forest
targeted by lightning in a storm
ten times more likely to get hit
than any other tree
because lightning has a “type”
like men have a “type”
she goes after an oak
six times more often than any other tree
no one knows why
because they have forgotten that lightning is a woman
who wants to destroy the sturdy and the strong
she wants to take down a man
Seduction of the heart, I tell.
A broken spirit burned like toast.
The ruse that seems to fit some well,
Sweet innocence targeted most.
Naivety, love lures to hell.
Then, calls some friends around to boast.
Beware young people everywhere.
Or fall in love, if you dare.
Copyright October 13, 2014
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: The Heart Of Seduction -
Sponsor Justin Bordner
His words: arrows
Targeted democracy,
The nation survived!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
07 January 2021
* I stayed up all night watching CNN from Greece the drama of
Democracy in the USA. The result is this Senryu and a repost of
my edited poem of DEMOCRACY.
** Dedicated to all senators and congressmen and to all those
who stood their ground to defend Democracy!
The way of the warrior,
stalwart and true,
bending but unbreakable,
phoenix and dragon
rolled into one;
the warrior struck
will arise with a last breath,
undaunted by fear.
The wonderment of a child
coupled with fortitude of titanium.
One targeted swing of steel,
ominous doom.
The warrior is harmony,
balance of blended opposites.
The art of the warrior...
peace.
The minute I get out of bed
So much clutter in my head
Dangling precariously by a thread
How the hours of restful sleep have sped
Once midnight tears all shed
Morning hours awake I dread
Needing to deal with strife instead
When ever so lightly I must tread
After hurtful things were said
Targeted rumors so widespread
People unscrupulously misled
I plan to put up a front and forge ahead
AP: 1st place 2020