Short The Unknown Poems
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day by the water
soaking up rays
reflections
calming
blue dreamy skies
ready to face the uncertainty
of the unknown
The Nabta Playa
Stonehedges of the old age
Migrants of passage
Brave pilgrims of the unknown
Lost paradigms of the blown
Driving in the fog
Is like to travel
Into the unknown
We do not know where
We are going
its like the unknow
Its scary
That prose
of a woman knows
That feeling
goes into her toes
When the weight of
her living goes
into the unknown
prose.
Dating vague memories
Voice from the distant past
Do I dare brave the unknown?
Am I chasing dreams
Or am I chasing ghosts
But, You Know:
THERZ
All Kinds
O'
TRIX!
and fear of the unknown, obviously.
HUH
-Gray Squirrel
07-24-2025
Sutures of connection,
words tightly sewn
Seaming together
—closing the unknown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Leaving behind dreams
Memories and known places
Flew in a cold eve
Embracing the unknown fate
Searching for new dreams and hope
loosed in its fury
violent thrash in splendor
secure the path is
never to return homeward
the unknown will keep him warm
The white wing of the wind
blew down from tomorrow
Carrying a message of hope
—from beyond the unknown
(Dreamsleep: August, 2020)
To deny yourself true happiness out of the fear of the unknown, only supresses you farther into the darkness.
Let go,
Sway,
Start anew.
Fast
river
the Avon
running to Bath
beautiful with snow
when I first met
the unknown
walking
slow
Loss
Of what
We have known
Forced to adjust
Within the unknown
What will happen?
To us all
In these
Times
Heidi Sands
7/24/20
the stars stun my cloudy eyes
they never looked so striking
a staircase to the unknown
unplanned destiny
©12022012
Always the odd ball
His family disowned him
Child of the unknown
-I write about my past friends.
Nothing lasts forever,
even the laughter fades
before the crying...
Only the unknown
remains... !
Poetry is written
when we feel a sense of wonder about
the unknown,
confusions,
indifference
far from ourselves
because it is like light.
Poetry is written
when we feel a sense of wonder about
the unknown,
confusions,
indifference
far from ourselves
because it is like light.
Tear stained flowers left on mother and daughter's graves
*In memory of Bonnie Faye Todd and
Crystal Faye Todd
Conway, South Carolina
Warm flames rekindled,
that smoke’s been absent too long.
Jumpstart ho hum hands.
Be seduced by the unknown,
embrace the colors that change.
The sea
is a giant under-world
where the unknown calls out
waiting to be discovered
in the depths containing dimensions of treasure
and mystery
I visited the great unknown,
But now I can’t remember
The look of it.
What a tragedy it is
To jump unknowing.
How greatly I admire the unafraid.
some things are so beautiful
that the soul so sensitive stops
nothing else matters
for here is a touch of the unknown
felt but never to be known
Wanting…
Fills up time and clutters my mind.
Make me happy, I don’t like waiting.
The unknown hurts.
Not knowing my heart – the worst pain of all.
Follow your dreams to the fullest
Render yourself to God’s will
Every day let yourself be who you are
Enter the unknown with courage
Heidi Sands