Short Transpired Poems
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What If God I Had Hired
A Thought Transpired;
What If God I Had Hired?
Who would get fired?
Jim Horn
Probably a football coach the way
things appear to be looking right now.
I get really inspired
When it’s truly seen
What has transpired
For just Halloween
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Patricia Ellis' "You Are My Inspiration" contest
10/1/2012
Empathy and Sympathy
What we must employee is energy and empathy,
So that final result will produce much sympathy;
That transpired,
Are required;
Eroded away and replace feelings that are empty.
Jim Horb
Olden knowledge should smolder
As smoke rising from an ember -
Universal but not common -
Peculiar but not forgotten.
Tell me of those days of yore -
Of circumstances transpired -
So I can repeat on my lips
That which slumbers in silence.
A canary sojourned my garden
the hunger whispering from its eyes
greeting my palm with
affectionate nibbles of gratitude
whilst circling the symmetries
of my palm
it sprang forth in merriment
a concluding chirp transpired
and away it flew
I am tired but I’m wired
So I must complete this verse.
It’s a need that I’ve acquired
And for needs, it could be worse.
There’s so much that has transpired
I have many poems to write
But, though I’m not uninspired,
I just have to say good night.
I was desired
I was acquired
I got hired
Felt inspired
Was admired,
What transpired?
They conspired
Not required?
Not desired
I inquired,
Got fired!
Got rehired
I got tired,
I retired
Visa expired,
I expired
Now rewired.
written April 8, 2022
Glittery red hearts and a giant puffy pink one
The office is full of Valentines day kind of fun
Old Gladys who should have died or retired
Irritated by the kind of things that have transpired
Until bathroom break when she can see
Someone left a sparkly valentine for me!
The darkness was all there was
He could see no end because
A night’s sleep was denied
As night after night it transpired
Until the last one he was to see
Unable to see a future that would be
And he took his life that night
With no way you looked at it was it right.
© Paul Warren Poetry
A gentleman of Polish ancestry
who came to the USA recently
Took an interest in America's direction
leading up the 2020 election
He eyed a bill demanding reparations
an unusual piece of legislation
Requiring all white folks, even Polish princes
to pay a tax on what transpired long since
A great-big mouse just dashed by me
dressed in a suit and tall striped hat.
I thought I could not be more shocked,
but then here came an angry cat.
While hurtling by in hot pursuit,
he shrieked, “Hat snatcher! Dr. Seuss
made ME that hat. Now give it back.
Why this transpired, I can’t deduce!
I am broken in this world
In the tears and anguish I have dwelt
For each breath I take today
Just drifts as I fade away
Do I sit and think of what has transpired
Trying to forget what has hurt so uninspired
So regret can hold the stage at times
Whilst I wonder what good will for me define.
© Paul Warren Poetry
After nine months of pregnancy she was admitted to the nearest hospital with no labor pain so artificial oxytocin was given but nothing transpired. Child laid in her womb position footling breech and finally took birth after caesarean. Baby was looking like a red apple and an ordinary female child with dreams to accomplish.
I love you deeply from my heart
No words can near come close,
To express all the best
With the man I chose.
Time apart has been rough though
Self-discovery,
Has transpired all that fired
Love for you in me.
How it’s grown from you I’ve known
Intensely in my core,
Though absence from yourself undone...
Thus crave you even more.
The thick plush carpet piled high
It cushioned our backs
We fell to the floor, embraced in a kiss
It seemed an eternal kiss
And there was nothing else in the world
Just our lips, our eyes, our love
As the hours transpired
Oblivious to time
We greeted the dawn and forged a memory
To live in our hearts, forever
What transpired to a desire
Cos I cared more than a car hired
Felt like torture for I never desired
Melancholy quadrupled cos Even when paired
I could still feel pensive sadness that had already existed expired
Days gone nights ran out with the hope of light at the end of the tunnel my heart praised
Nevertheless He still put a song and I remembered
The Light
When the lights of this reality,
this dimension, this plane, dim.
Will they be bright on the other side
or just ghostly shadows, gray and grim?
Which will light up your journey?
Freedom that comes with letting go
or a prisoner of this plan ?, by hanging on
to what transpired, that grounded your soul.
B. J. “ A ” 2
April 15th 2017
In the depths of my soul,
Is a longing to feel whole,
All i have is this pain,
The tears and screams in vain.
Beyond the reaches of time,
All i have is my rhyme.
This useless brain,
Harbours all the pain.
No one can ever know how much I’ve tried,
Through the tears that I’ve cried,
I know I’m tired,
But my brain will always hold what transpired.
I
still love
you despite
all that’s transpired
since you betrayed me.
Once you were by my side;
now your pillow is empty.
Every day I sob silently
praying you will return, but for now
my shadow is my only company.
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I cannot wait until you come to my class, the teacher says.
I am surprised; last year she did not want me in there at all.
This year she is excited to see me! What has changed?
Has she loosened up her reins? Does she see a break?
An interesting change of events; no idea how it has transpired.
I know it will be much easier to walk in there today than last year.
I happen upon a veteran, once,
An old man
With a four-sprang cane
And war tales
Stretched like China wall.
This event transpired in very recent past.
The man turned out to be pterodactyl
And flew away.
I fell upon a boy, once,
A once child soldier,
A hero
Released
From youth and life.
Oh, how time has changed.
Men are taught to bicker,
Children are trained to fight.
What has happened
to America?
The once leader
of the free world
the bastion of
freedom and democracy?
Allen Ginsberg predicted
it 60 years ago
I guess it
was inevitable- - - - -
All empires
have their demise
It is a
modern day tragedy
How could we
have sunk so fast?
Things have changed
so much within
the past year
It is a disgrace
what has transpired
For heavens sake
What is it now
It’s running late
Just take a bow
The show has ended
I’m worn slap out
You both pretended
I ceased to shout
But now I’m tired
Of your tattle tongue
So much transpired
Accusations sprung
Far fetched tales
Exaggerations
A fishy smell
Is operating
So tell me, dear
What in the world
Has brought you here
With your lip curled
He complained, complained, complained
All he ever did was complain
Then suddenly he got fired
What next then transpired
Was he wished, he could complain again
(Limerick...Sort of...We have all heard that person who complains about their job instead
of being grateful that they have a paying job that puts food on the table...So the thought
came to me about this one.)
Behind moonface stare
communication is lost—
static staccato
fills the gaping silent holes
in the conga dance of time
Earth now slips from view
its skull-dragged behind the moon
to the other side
only astronauts have seen
lied about in lucid dreams
Back from the dark side
lost incommunicado
what phase shifts transpired
in the watcher and the watched
contemplating the dark slide