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Short Unaccompanied Poems

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Premium Member Little Boy Blue
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Unaccompanied
minor, too far from home and~~
too far from bathroom.


Date: 06/01/2019...

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© Hilo Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: unaccompanied, 1st grade, 2nd grade, 3rd grade, 5th
Form: Senryu



Air France Unaccompanied Minor Policy
Send your kid aged 4 to 11 for air travel alone under the Air France unaccompanied minor policy, and for 12-17 its optional....

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© John Sen  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: unaccompanied, 10th grade, 7th grade,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member PLAINSONGISTA
unaccompanied*
liturgical
        melodies
sans 
   notation

universal
  utterings
of
musical
  uniformity
with
  glee

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Categories: unaccompanied, music,
Form: Didactic
April Iii
Diverge collided now I Question oh why horror See what I see here Is unaccompanied and I feel I will not be good. Written: 10/22/15
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Categories: unaccompanied, how i feel, lost love,
Form: Tanka
Citadel
Filter through barrage...

Drawer bridge select...

Silent comment...

Complainers (common denominator) 

Quantrum retreat...

Climb into the mind unaccompanied...

Delve the walls fortress...

Quiet Solice Serene...

For the time inside my citadel...

Quiet Solice Serene......

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Categories: unaccompanied, passion, philosophy, poets,
Form: Quatrain



You'Ll Never Tweet Alone Hc
Three birds on a branch
Two birds sing a sweet duet
One twitters alone

A passing robin feeling sorry for the little fella
Alights to join one, two, three birds in joyful a cappella *


27.02.19


'Charliekucoup Poetry Contest' sponsored by Charles Messina


*In referring to singing unaccompanied by instruments, the traditional spelling is the Italian one, a cappella rather than the latin a capella...

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Categories: unaccompanied, bird, song,
Form: Haiku
Eating Alone
Eating alone puts me in 

a self-conscious mood,

every bite I take every spill I make,

feeling hundreds of eyes staring 

at my attempts to appear as if 

my unaccompanied dining event 

is a once-in-a-while circumstance,

reading the newspaper provides a 

fortress for lonely feelings,

occasionally I peek from behind 

the printed wall and watch other diners 

who share intimate glances,

laughter and coupleness....

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Categories: unaccompanied, lonely,
Form: Prose
Reproductions of the Body
There is no pain
that is unaccompanied
by light blinding
or translucent like seeing
the sun through a flame or another's petite morte
as you climax,
 
and heap in rubbled bodies,
others cast in panoptic stone
by the suffocating beauty of the soldiered
rose-blossoms.
They cry, cry out in ineffable joy at the sky
or lips fall heavy to the dust
as they climax,
 
and entwined in fervent bodies
we all come to know what makes us bare another
sadness swaddled in marble arms....

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© Collin Lam  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: unaccompanied, political, social, soldier, war,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member May Day


Oh, the memories of yesteryears
Many were filled with happy tears

Unaccompanied by painful fears
Laughter and chatter filled our ears

Time must not be allowed to steal
Those sacred times that also heal

Those years spent with childhood peers
Like a May Day plaiting of the Maypole

Such thoughts of yesteryears never grow old
Although growing old with hairs turning gray,

I am warmed and embraced this quiet morning,
as I think about the upcoming first of May.

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Categories: unaccompanied, childhood,
Form: Couplet
If I Ever Knew
If I ever knew this day would come 
when my muse stops showing up
and words stop flowing through,
I would have breezed upon each chapter
all these breaths l feel for you.
If I ever knew our bench would once be empty,
Creases vanish from my coat
Our peach tree lies unaccompanied ,
and Spring-gardens will turn cold.
If I ever knew a night would come
where I stopped counting stars
in the jazzy sky so blue ...
I would have stopped the time in yester's arms,
and whispered , I love you....

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Categories: unaccompanied, absence,
Form: Free verse

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