Short Uncharted Poems
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Passive resistance
Expelled uncharted voyage
Miserably failed.
In life you either leap into uncharted realms,
take your chances or stagnate like,
moss on a log, It’s about choices.
sight...
a prophet's mark unsheathed
radiant, quell the shadow's scream
her lips were never meant for me
in auguries
... blood uncharted
I saw him passing by
a picture of sea and lazy sun
our eyes met in passion
but that was many yesterdays ago
and I never even learned his name
Vacant eyes
Stare into space
An empty mind
In an unknown place
Eyes once so aware
A mind once so bright
Now in uncharted land
Disengaged and taken flight
Do it! Take that path you’ve always wondered about.
Steel yourself to face the new, the uncharted, the unknown.
Make each day the new dawn which nature gives us
A ship requires a captain, and a rudder
uncharted seas - courage, and a shudder
Picking up speed, egos unchecked
tempt fate, shipwreck
I fall
into the deep
uncharted otherworld
of untime. I can't hear your cry.
Awake!
For: Paranormal Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Robert James Liguori
Image: Pixabay
Dark foregoings overwhelmingly preoccupied
Denied longings neigh impossible to leave behind
Profution of emotions uncharted, undefined
Arrangemet of the evil apt to break one mind
Uncharted path leads me to nights cold
Till winged breeze chants of hope foretold.
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5/2/2019
Crystal Clear Contest of Joseph May Picture 1
Uncharted territory,
An interesting new story,
One I'm likely to forget.
New people,
New places,
New situations I'll regret.
Conversations,
Contemplations,
To be or not,
To do or not?
find yourself in whispered places,
the way out guarded by your own reckoning.
you bundle yourself in uncharted pleasures; the door is blocked you can't get out.
you don't really want to either.
Form:
Our excursion brushed past bashing tides.
An uncharted desert shelter
is where the vessel resides.
Stripped of rhyme and reason;
I behold demons
strumming spiked lyres
yielding me
lonely
here.
Let the moment continue
there’s no peace to make
no past to refight
or future at stake
Uncharted not lost
forever inbound
the instant repeating
—with memory refound
(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)
Luckless vessel plucked from the surface;
sucked into uncharted fathoms.
Relentless, roiling vortex
consumes all evidence.
Sated, exhausted,
swirling eddy
dissipates.
All is
calm.
start to unearth
the uncharted
depths not
yet explored
beginning with the
unknown aspects
that lay deep
underneath the
surface of
awareness
exposing the
un-mapped
areas of the
self not yet
known
Senryu
Now… the perennial
Wait for its appearance
And it is vanished
A day in April
I locked the garden egress
Flowers bloom in peace
After all hardships
Sailing on uncharted seas
We found our childhood.
Senryu
Now… the perennial
Wait for its appearance
And it is vanished
A day in April
I locked the garden egress
Flowers bloom in peace
After all hardships
Sailing on uncharted seas
We found our childhood.
Nighttime is when we sum up the day's activities
Solving all the days' problems, ignoring the hostilities
At times our mind wanders
Into uncharted waters
Then back to Earth and reestablish my sillities
Some pirates once used, this uncharted land,
To bury their treasure, and contraband.
Now, where x marks that spot,
On a map, time forgot.
They all lie entombed, submerged in quicksand.
4 / 14 / 2019.
Yearning to shave time,
amass his fortunes,
he set his sights on
uncharted waters
and built a castle
in the sand instead.
—————
for the Tableau Poetry Contest
sponsored by Joseph May
written 08/19/23
using Image #1
Only you can draw the map
Without contours the uncharted
Ocean of surprise you need to
Buoy your flagging dream
Let it O! Let it arise
Serene on the crest
Of morning: the
Subsiding
Fury of
Your
Self.
Christopher M. Swan 2008
Just as the wind has come about
And it's time to change tack;
There's a new hand on the tiller
Of the mutinous, rudderless boat;
Now doomed to float aimlessly,
Until it arrives at an uncharted port
Its cargo spoiled, wasted, ruined.
Devotion and passion prowling through an uncharted heart. Finding envy in love. Empty my
unforgiving presence. Bring to me not desire but lust. Flow through my soul of nothing. To
follow as I once stood, in a state of compromise, and corruption.
The mind,
Man’s intelligence nearly blind;
The uncharted grey matter;
The thought provoker:
The main controller;
The word ruler;
The tool of the clever;
The ignorant? Never.
Only for the thought bind,
Not idle mind.