Short Unconcerned Poems
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cloche hat with feather
wearer unconcerned with age
red lipstick bleeding.
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i can entertain myself every day
painting cartooning writing
I like being alone
im unconcerned about other people
my retirement is great
i am free to just be
old Gooseberry
biding his time
sending the reaper
to collect the damned
sitting on his throne
unconcerned, unhurried
choosing new minions
for tomorrow’s soul collections
The cold has returned
With sun unconcerned
The flurries arrive
To hamper our drive
The weekend’s a mess
With snow and ice I guess
Winter is still here
Will Spring ever appear?
A cool fresh breeze
is wiping off her tears,
not her bruises.
---
She is making up
her tears with
big warm smiles.
--
Unconcerned
witnesses to her woes-
luxurious furniture.
There was a young lady named Mimi
who had a great taste for sashimi.
She ate a full plate
unconcerned with her weight
till she didn’t fit in her bikini!
When leaving our abode for a short sojourn
We realize how much home comforts we yearn
Home means familiarity
Home means security
No need to impress bumble along unconcerned
When leaving our abode for a short sojourn
We realize how much home comforts we yearn
Home means familiarity
Home means security
No need to impress just humble along unconcerned
I kissed
a butterfly
once
as it fluttered by
it was totally unconcerned
and the kiss-
a short one-
I was surprised
at how unselfish it was
in this pause
my rugged lips
to hers
When leaving our abode for a short sojourn
We realize how much home comforts we yearn
Home means familiarity
Home means security
No need to impress just bumble along unconcerned
When leaving our abode for a short sojourn
We realize how much home comforts we yearn
Home means familiarity
Home means sincerity
No need to impress just bumble along unconcerned
like Labrador retriever
squirrel wags his bushy tail
forth and back and forth
happy go lucky* amidst
Autumnal storm of acorns
*cheerfully unconcerned about the future
making fun of an
apathetic young
man, slightly older
than me
i reminded me
somewhat of myself
and i chose not to care
being unconcerned,
reminding me again
of that young
apathetic man
NIGHT VISITOR
that comical face
watching me – so unconcerned
while tabby looks on
a bandit raccoon
eating with his tiny hands
while tabby looks on
empty kibble bowl
every morning at dawn
tabby just looked on
I sit quietly
Appearing calm to others
Saving my wise ways for later
Keeping silent, unconcerned
Aware of my vulnerabilities
My power hidden
In an unassuming old lady body
If they knew, they would fear me
The Selfish Unconcerned for the Good Well-Being Association
The Selfish Unconcerned For the
Good Well-being Association only takes in
those who can
use their left and
right hand with the
same ease.
approach of hell's wind
scatters well established things
important to us
greedy fire from hell
consumes like spoiler, glutton
unconcerned impact
fire-nado, winks
emboldened, signals elites
get's on the ballot
C and V are gone forever
Punched too hard
Copy and Paste
Space bar holding court
Wanting a rally to protest
The heaviness of my fingers.
I slap them happily
Typing 85 words a minute
Unconcerned about their silly protest.
she is sharing
her love
paid for
the labour
naked poems flirt
they abhor then indulge
night is old
the unpolluted
fresh minds
sing in the
open day light
the poet
is unconcerned
creating ceasless
stone if
you have sinned
Form:
Is it day or night?
My husband never knows
I usually do, for I keep track of weird stuff like hours and money
Is it morning? He asks me, completely unsure
Evening? Possibly
Hours matter not after retirement
I am totally unconcerned
majestic serene
she has her own mind
mighty keen hunter
fierce rodent killer
sleeps in a curl
has a war cry
off with their heads
loves chasing prey
pats down her nest
unperturbed
unconcerned
unruffled
queen like
my way
cat
One moment, that is this!
No one ever ready for
A form lays motionless,
Breathless, unknowing
That it was or is!
Unconcerned for tears poured
Over the best it wore.
Awaits nothing,
Relies on nothing,
Happy to speak no more
Michael
Her love of frogs borders on obsession, her relatives said.
Her mother nodded, unconcerned in her all-knowing head.
But when will she outgrow it? Her cousins asked kind of mean.
“I doubt if ever," said her mother, “She’s the frog-loving queen.”
I looked up and saw the universe
it seemed so vast and cold
unaware of my existence
Unconcerned about my soul...
Looking down I saw an ant
struggling with its load
Right then and there I knew
Why purpose God bestows
Collecting collateral fuzzy Fred said
Keeping the secret of his co-worker Ned
Ned was unconcerned, he paid the money
Fred is missing, reported his live-in Honey
This man has not been found since ‘84
Ned is relieved, he’s not been extorted anymore