Short Unmarked Poems

spirits of nine-eleven victims...searching for unmarked graves...

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over the hill i see
a beauty not marked by time
tis quite the rare find...

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How go I from here?
crossroads at the unmarked track 
    compass in the sky?...

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One sign read
MINE FIELD
Follow the marked path

One sign read
MIND FIELD
Your path is unmarked
...

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Poison dripping down,
Countless invisible screams,
The subjects are dead,
The Queens tomb unmarked unnamed,
Her Empire is no more....

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March 12, 2022

The glass ball slips from my grasp

Broken shards scrape the surface

I let the ground taste my tears

The droplets leave behind unmarked graves...

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Arresting the future
 as well as the past
Time the great jailor  
its prison precast   

A graveyard of victims
in temporal loss
Destiny preying
—perdition the cost

(Dreamsleep: March, 2023)...

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Pilgrim of love,
  the journey far

The road unclear,
  its turns unmarked

Faith to guide you,
  belief in charge

As voices call,
 —within your heart

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)...

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Words are the crumbs I leave along
The trail of my thoughts should you
Want to follow.  Some are rhymes,
Some are signs, one is, cautionary. 
Equal, too, the unmarked post
For without mystery there can be no discovery....

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I am compact and have a grayish-white skin
I have neither beliefs, nor a great sentiment
Whatever I am asked I do it instantaneously
Just as one wish, unmarked by hate or love
I am not lazy, or a busy body, only obedient...

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Every now is new
and restless in its unmarked tomb,
though joined by one
magnificent and restive shower
of its fellows, gone and
raining down forever, never
save within this write,
justly celebrated,
loved,
or understood.
     ~...

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Prate is to
poetry
as death is to
life

Dilletante 
graveyards
lie marking
the site

Where words
never weighted
whose wings
couldn’t fly

Unmarked
without headstones
 condemned here
— to die

(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)
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unacknowledged as he died ~ the solipsist told himself no more lies

in the end all the love i gave ~ will equal that of an unmarked grave 


This or That, Vol 15 Poetry Contest
An Existential Curiosity
2x17 Howmanysyllables 
12/20/22...

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Far from where I’m supposed to be,
destined here to roam
Lost in waters still unmarked,
drifting and alone
On my way to nowhere fast,
distance calls my name
The wind a suitor, time undone
—future shores to claim

(The New Room: April, 2022)...

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Self-righteous oppressor
do not assume you’ve prevailed
you deem yourself clever
give into you – never!
puppeteer?
I say not!
you cannot hold me taut 
I sever the ties
where suppression lies
to witness unmarked chance
with a pair of unveiled eyes...

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Time passes
long wait...
And none of us
arrives at the appointment...
the watch of life
still loose
unmarked
the final moment...
But the inexorable fear
is looking for me
of our yearnings...
And we, when
we finally arrive...!
To our destination......

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Punctured and bruised
soiled and used
a soldier laying dead
Fallen and scorned
with no medals adorned
decorated with wounds instead

A flag left burning
apathetic heads turning
no eye wishes to see
an unmarked grave
with no country to save
this is what happened to me...

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A length of knots makes crooked necks
That's bound by ropes to gallows
Tied by lore and judges hands
And braided by deeds of fellows
And though the graves of many knaves have gone unmarked with cruel intent
Their kin be sworn, with devils scorn
That they will not soon forget...

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SOME
Through the eye-of-eye
Have seen
Then, soon forget
Where they have been…

SOME
Pride their selves
For where they’ve been-
While others fear
Who’ve never stepped their unmarked-scene

All- reluctant
To time, all in its endless-chime
But, who will ever convince TIME?...

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Of men and ships that plow the seas
And leave a vanished furrow
In unmarked depths of ocean field
Where a million sees lie fallow.
Men who cast with roughened hands
Hopes upon the silken crests
And visions to the salty breeze
Ships that touch the foreign shore
And paint the harbor frieze....

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His voice was near, his hands were far
Porcelain and coated in paint 
I was revered, my skin unmarked 
By the artist disguised as the saint 

But the muse knows not, how one perceives 
She exists in and of the mind 
No more than a thought, no need to deceive 
She herself might as well be blind...

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Listen to poem:

The Elysian

Of a dawning in a brilliant twilight hoverance,
Skipping along an unmarked trail so unexpectedly,
Dared naught say out mumbled words offered without pure malice,
None receptive to my thoughts for a soulless oddity.

2019 May 10

*2nd Place*

Arbitrium Divisa
~~Gregory R Barden...

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                  cold was the night and a runaway girl
       lay in the snow . . . soon a man found her
he took her to a brothel- cleaned her up with a bath
       gave her drugs until all she did was sleep
              the police raided and found the girl dead_
  someones child is buried in an unmarked grave...

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Don't steal  my dice and roll 'em
You can never play my way;
The rules are unknown to you
The' why' a mystery

you cant follow an unmarked  
path ,
 make footprints meant for me;
 I decide the bet, it's my hand;
The cards my risk to take

Don't  try your luck 
It's no run at the slots;
It's the way I walk,
That gets me what I want...

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Oh, ever flowing pen 
I've grown cognizant
You, my only comforting friend, 
Taking me adrift  
Waves of the forbidden sea 
Venturing into territory unmarked, 
That offers a soothing melody 
Caressing, permeates tranquility 
As you rock my restless mind 
Into a delusional bliss  
Unspoken words that dance 
With excitement upon my paper...

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