Short Unclaimed Poems

con conveyor  ~  belting blame





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Will you
Or won’t you,
Can you
Or can’t you,
Another paradox
Unclaimed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)...

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Worry
changes nothing
tomorrow unmoved
Forfeiting 
the gift
 — of a present unclaimed

(Dreamsleep: October, 2024) 
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Writing in obscurity,
musings unrestrained

Words to live both free and clear
—nothing to repay

(The New Room: April, 2021)...

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an unbound heart
roaming wild and free
an untried love
something that won't be
an untamed spirit
looking for what it needs
an unclaimed soul
moving away from me...

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Beautiful lady with a secretive smile
Mysterious eyes darkly framed
Many an artist amazed by this style
Her beauty rare and unclaimed
No cold and lonely work of art...

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Present ordained
  past future in shame

The Poet and Jester
  as one

Living unclaimed
  free and unnamed

Archangel and Devil
  —undone

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)...

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Present ordained,
  past—future in shame

The Poet and Jester
  as one

Living unclaimed,
  free and unnamed

Archangel and Devil
  —undone

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)...

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We've decided to sell our souls,
for the pursuit of Utopia,
But it seems that it's still there,
In between two heartbeats,
Of the opposite spirit.

Written: June 27, 2022...

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I have felt this burning passion before,
when the youthful blood still flowed
within my strong blue veins.
This tingling sensation remind me,
of those unclaimed bottled passion,
Now, I just wish I could run...

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Crack open the vein
and let me back in
The ore of your vision
to mine from within

All treasured remembrance
lay fallow unclaimed
Awaiting my entrance
—forever proclaimed

(Dreamsleep: August, 2021)...

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A Poetess schemes
A Poetess dreams
In the thick afterglow
Of what’s never to know

Her feelings unsure
Her words premature
Her voice still unnamed
 —her suitor unclaimed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)...

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Are people religious because
   they’re good?

Or good, because they’re
   religious?

The questions remain,
  the verdict unclaimed

The wrong answer deemed
  —sacrilegious

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)...

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A while
Surprise
Few miles
Determined
To be
Time gone.

Passing through
Fast lanes
Unclaimed.

Years abroad
Months are gone
Weeks roll by
Days fly.

Hours, minutes, and seconds
Time has expeditiously gone by....

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creased mind uncared blank  

ashen visage dumped unclaimed… 

dry tears laid subsoil

September 5, 2019
Syllable count : 5/7/5
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Reference song : Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles...

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Dropping its bomb,
  always missing the mark

 Your echo implodes,
  a sound hollow and dark

Answers unquestioned,
  all bombast enflamed 

Drifting abandoned
  —in silence unclaimed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)...

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Dropping like a bomb,
  always missing its mark

 Your echo explodes,
  a sound hollow and dark

Answers unquestioned,
  all bombast enflamed 

Smoke drifting abandoned,
—its silence unclaimed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)...

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Living in the present
living in the future
One conflates the other
betrothing joy and hope
Moments breed contentment
from wishes left unclaimed
Tomorrow rules our nightly dreams
— and all today holds dear

(The New Room: December, 2023)
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Distance there in space unclaimed
Lay a barren desert drought
A phantom sea there drifts unnamed
Eyes stare in untamed thought
Nothing ever comes in view
All thoughts just pass from sight
Void of thinking thoughts anew
Rest there in daytime’s night...

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Is freedom a mere habit
  or by will prescribed

Are our actions predetermined
  or self applied

Is consciousness a desert
  or paradise unclaimed

Each thought an oasis
  —watering truth’s refrain

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)...

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Drowning in my bitterness
and the smallness of reluctance
I refuse again to see 
what life has gifted me unclaimed 
 Falling back into the prison of my dark
unfolding memoir
Drifting lost into an older time 
— negativity holds dear

(The New Room: May, 2024)
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Reeling
And Feeling
Like peeling
Of all my unwanted clothes

Revealing
And Healing
By kneeling
Before the goddess of my Rose 

Look at me
I am not ashamed
Look at me
You are still unclaimed

Look at me
But do not pity me
Look at me
And end up loving me....

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Conspicuous
by his absence
Entrenched  
in his abeyance
Condemned
in his reluctance
All feelings
askant 

Forgiveness
but a carrot
From a garden
long estranged
Those closest
to his exit point
Bereft
— and unclaimed

(Villanova University: January, 2025) 
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I wonder why, when,
Where my dreams birthed
The right to own Me.

I wander the wonder of 
Unclaimed lands of fruitful visions
Set to harvest ripe purpose...

Dreams...My favorite
Me.

No longer to wander the
Wonders of obscure them,
No...this amazing Me.
Wonderful Me....

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Standing in 
baggage-claim,
watching belongings
go round again
waiting for something 
that will never come,
an army of strangers
grab their bags and run
leaving me distant
adrift and alone,
as the carousel stops
—my location unknown 

(Shangri-La Airport: January, 2004)...

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