Short Unintended Poems
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natures late late show
squirrels burying acorns
mighty oaks do grow
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What has become of reason
Seems it’s completely out-of-season
A tiny push, an unintended shove ~
Today’s combatants take off the gloves
UNINTENDED CONSEQUENCE
bobbing in blue waves...
oyster fishermen snatch forth
...starfish limbs lobbed off
unintended consequence
creating newborn nation
9/24/2018
The sizzle, the hum
a sparkle then done
torched and tormented
love starts to run
Cut cords —
umbilicus lies
unintended
never truly mended
Scars grieve
still ~ bloodied
hearts leave
Break my heart and steal my soul
Be mine to forever hold
Body in mind
But mind not right
But held inside for all the night
Be mine forever
But never demanded
Will you be be Unintended [love]
Inspired by Muse’s “Unintended”
Cradled
to be a man;
with knowledge of wisdom.
True convictions lasting daily
never questioning why or answering
with an unintended motive.
Sacrificial and brave
which was born and
Cradled
Copyright © 2008 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Sex is weird, thinking about the energy expended
We slam into a woman repeatedly with a rock hard appendage
Says coz we loves her
Other motives are stirred
Like a primitive explosion that's otherwise unintended?
Hmmm...
I've reached the knocking point
Let go and release the arrow
Walking on the path so so narrow
Reloading as I take a deep breathe
Fearing nothing in the valley of death
In a world grateful and splendid
Even though I hit a target unintended
Good Grief
By: Miracle Man
12-9-2019
Many have uttered these words on some occasion,
“Good Grief," cant that person do anything right?
An idiom that inflicts an unintended abrasion,
Just because It’s clever doesn’t diminish Its bite.
Wandering feet never do know respite,
for wander they must, far as they might.
An unintended consequence,
husband, child, white picket fence.
There are places to be,
wondrous sights to see.
My restless soul,
never whole.
Scars made,
fade.
Unexpected caring becomes new friendship.
New friendship becomes naughty reminders of yesteryear.
Naughty reminders of yesteryear become intimate thoughts of the now.
Intimate thoughts of the now becomes new love for the future.
New love for the future became AN UNINTENDED PLUS.
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Love is buoyant, bobbing and bopping.
Love is lolling, limber and lithe.
Love is exuberant, effusive and effervescent.
Love it sparkles, shimmers and scintillates.
Love is capricious, unwitting, unintended.
Love is deliciously unfathomable.
Above all else,
Love is what you want it to be.
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tippy-toe tap tap
pitter-patter slosh
splish splosh, splash,
drip of tap
purr of cat
twits of bird chat
ratter tat, ratter tat
knocks on my door.
The unintended muse
was stifled
by the hiss of bliss
perusing the lines
while muffled mute,
ignoring
what was installed
between them,
instilled!
As she bent down unintended
The old man's lewd eyes descended
Stuck on the two round moon
Making him at once swoon
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It was my own thought
My own poem with a novel quote
I smiled with a poet’s pride
I let my pen bleed and slide
I wrote it down
Framed it for my wall
Familiar words caught my eye
A strangers name in the byline
The poem was many years older than mine
Is it an unintended recovery from subconscious mind?
I’m distraught
It is too similar to call my own
Nette Onclaud, Rolling with the R’s, 8/4/2025
Rhythm of a River
rambling
funny waters,
downward rapidity
of laughter on white water raft.
unintended coxswain gets rogue-wave kissed.
guides directing, this way and that,
up and down; rowers with
coarse correction,
rambling.
UNINTENDED
Didn’t mean to Undermine you
And to Neglect you day-by-day.
No, I never Intended to
But other Needs got in the way.
My work was Top priority.
I was too blind Ever to see
How much you Needed me to share;
To Demonstrate how much I care.
Now Every minute’s yours, my dear.
A prospect you might Dread I fear.
What if you were the only one that believed in something;
And the world as mad gunk has you sliding into unintended traverses.
You find love before it has begun!
This solarized released, this rippling and broadening gulf...
The wings of cautious believers rise only slowly...
Tomorrow is another day,
Yes, though you have discovered
Tomorrow as today,
In the rich infinitum
Of love's fresh boast.
I don't want to
Hurt anyone or start any civil wars
I'm abstaining from posting
certain thoughts on Facebook
And do or say anything that will cause alarm...
I just need an outlet
That doesn't drain my brain
I know I have some talent
I can't be that completely deranged
I don't want to
Take a dump on any sites
Unload a feeling of blahness
Commit any crimes
I just want to be honest
And say what's on my mind.
Form:
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Borrowed Words of a Denizen Soul
David J Walker
I admit to the
Plagiarism of the language
I am still learning to use
Day by day by day
So often the meanings mangled
So often the thoughts tangled
In the confusion of emotions
Seeking the freedom of expression
From the lips of a denizen soul
At best I am a borrower
At worst, I am a thief
Investment in terms of endearments
Divested in unintended grief
A thesis, ascertained through abrasions of
decubitus ulcerations of existences austerity.
The colluded effect of unbeknownst
certainty.
Preluding the path of non precluding.
Additioned to the implausibility of unintended
effect.
Multiplied by the multiplicity of ignorant
ignorance.
Divided by the hidden figures of plausible
deniability.
Equaling the copiousness of insurrection
and egalitarianism.
Often I am content to just think...
sitting still and using a mental
scatter-gun on my brain – seeing
where the pellets go, admiring
the splatter pattern, and, most
important is what flies back –
previously unknown to me.
These are
the unintended ricochets that
make for interesting analysis –
Once I saw the face of a past
life, looking fondly at me: “a
pleasure to meet you!” – I had
my reservations....
“Maybe in another life,” I say.
“But why not this one?” you ask, eyes full of dismay.
“What’s in our way?” you continue.
“I just can’t be with you,” I reply.
“Why are you lying?” you shout.
“What reason do i have to lie?” I say, but I know you still hold doubt.
“You don’t want me” you accuse.
“You never wanted me until now” I muse.
“I’ve wanted you every day,” you say.
“Maybe in another life.” And I walk away.
Oceans divide, as do the sands of time
Emotions held prisoner, within the mind
Words hold meaning, though actions hold more
Windows to our world, and what we’re living for
The clock moves, but only one way
Never does it allow us, the previous day
Visions as weapons, unintended
So intervene the divine, for fences mended
Questions asked, to leave or stay
When silence itself, was a push away
Today I felt you, as if in a dream
Together we closed, the space between
MY CONSCIENCE
It troubles me more than occasionally
It affects me deeply
I feel strongly
I love deeply
I think always of how I affect
The people around me
It tires me
Frequent assessments of my actions
Lumbers me
Slowing me down
Constraining me
Making me think before I act
I fence sit a lot
The law of unintended consequences
Causes me not to rush
I pander and question everything
My mind acts as a sentry
Assessing all of my actions
Guiding and controlling me
I don’t feel free