Short Terminated Poems
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Night in his black character
Income fights to open the chapter
Gamble the sacrifice to welcome the adaptor
Healed reflection of the fighter
Terminated light to-way-in the night of the glitter.
Condom on the asphalt!
Never seen or heard,
Numb to the world,
Genes resvior,
Always containing an outburst!
A terminated vector,
Malthusian prophylactic,
Condom discarded
on THE ASPHALT!
Words
By: Tom Wright
2000
Man's back was never intended to be a target,
nor he a quarry, to be felled by thoughtless or vengeful words.
Words, that perhaps, should have been terminated
somewhere during the thought process's journey from Heart to Tongue. *
Matthew 12 : 34 *
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When Bayt lahm guttured Bait lehem,
no bagels and baguettes are baked.
As hummus and labneh melting down,
prickly grapes grown in Golan Heights,
Awakened Elchanan terminated Goliath.
Raising Rachel tribes of nomadic life,
goes to a mysterious hypogeum.
The underground chamber,
forefather of Hebron and Nablus.
Unusual and Uncouth
decay in my tooth
unusual and uncouth
about voting booth
when germinated
trouble anticipated
should be terminated
when we will evoke
irritated and provoke
fire we would stoke
after being dazed
God surely always will praise
my poem proper phrase
we will never budge
indulge caused a bulge
so you be the judge
Flooded veins, broiling anger
Lost at home, talking to strangers
I come to cross roads
That have no name
Conquering obsessions,
Never ending game
Emotion, a rusted chain
Forgiven, not worth saving
Defeat, I kneel to no man
Obsolete, manufactured again
Wonder wasted
Completely inebriated
Slowed reaction
Sense terminated
Spirits sight
Beer-goggled delight
Grounded, never to take flight
Form:
Then
he used to get regular calls,
and hurry, carrying the shining me
on his sturdy shoulders.
Used me deftly,
and as I dug and filled,
I saw the inert relics rest
with the buried time terminated.
Now
senile, he carries debilitated
the burden of his time.
An old useless companion,
antique, I stand rusted in the attic.
In desolateness I deem he hears
the scraping of some other shovel new,
and waits for the final call.
Life’s companions
With what Ghosts will I saunter down that last mile ?
How many ?, will keep me company, make me smile.
Fill these empty footsteps, yet, all the while,
make that journey one, forever to remember
long after it was terminated that fateful September.
A time when it became clear, this was the end
and we would never walk again, but I, as a friend
for these long five years where I try hard to fend.
B. J. “A” 2
December 24th 2015