Short Unmet Poems

Tracing unmet steppes
In bedroom microclimates -
Sour paper futures....

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A decade and two,
He has persevered and toiled,
Basic needs unmet.



April 16, 2022....

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Unmet resolutions spring up again, hoping to bear fruit this time. 



30-Dec-2018
New Year One Liner Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One...

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Cloud of apricot bloom
weary and drowsy
whenever our gazes collide
Your harbor has dark and dawn
rhyme in an ether-like cadence

Written: October 13, 2022...

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Raising thoughts and emotion,
the mainsail was set

Heading into the wind
of tomorrow unmet

All stays are in place,
with tiller held fast

Reaching for glory
—the doldrums have passed

(Hereford Inlet: November, 2020)...

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free my inner child to sing to dance be wild, then no regrets unmet

31st December 2018
Competition: NEW YEAR RESOLUTION IN ONE LINE
Sponsor: Silent One
2nd placement

Contest Name	Sencleri-limoku 
Sponsor Brian Strand
3rd PLACE...

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Forgetting to remember,
  remembering to forget

Old choices escape us,
  new decisions unmet

Forgetting to remember,
  remembering to forget

The path to the altar,
  salvations regret

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)...

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Just like that, they went
So full of life and hope
Suddenly, heaven sent
In their absence, will we cope?

This terrible viral reset
Crafted in some foreign land
Our hopes will definitely be unmet
As we lay our best, deep in the sand...

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With one pen in the inkwell,
eternity got wet

The words to dance and laugh and pray,
phrasing’s still unmet

With one pen in the inkwell,
the future kissed the past

The moments now, the moments then
—Siamese at last

(Haverford College: January, 2021)...

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darkest before the dawn 
concept that is not 
all together true 
some time there 
is no down to partake in 
there is only darkness to 
walk around in bumping 
one's heart on the clutter 
that the past leaves when
there is still unmet desires 
that have be left unresolved...

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Words cut deep, on flesh,swollen
For saying unmet want or need
Power lies from one who controls.
Riled, in a turning wheel of steel chamber
One side his and another side none
He strips the ones, who share his life
Over ideals that are not his own,
It's him or the sidewalk
How pitiful his way of life....

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Broken and weeping
Over who I am
Who I should be
But I am not

Fear haunted me
Telling me stories
That all were lies
Until I made them true

All the expectations
That I never wanted
But were made to bear
Are all unmet now

So let Love come
And be poured out
Now empty of myself
I may at last be filled...

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Here follows a curious song,
 a question 'til now delayed:
Oh, what miracle set us abroad,
 then here among the Lakes?
Was it a mutual desire to feel
 what new cultures and
 languages reveal?
Or that God wills fate to help and 
 to heal?
Each path, unmet, untold.
Yet, one moment,
 one alter,
 two hands for each to hold. 
...

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Does worry only exist
in our memory
Or is foresight
required to fret

Will a bear live in fear
of the hunter
Or ignore what
might happen unmet

When alarm bells go off
in the moment
Rejecting the
future and past

Is time at its essence
but present
All reference
 — a rationalist caste

(The New Room: January, 2024)
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in unlimited capacities
I want
the more I want of you
the less I receive
leaving unmet yearnings
which cause disappointment
it is unfair to expect
more of you than you
are capable or willing to give to me
Mary said:"enough is as good as a feast"
but if your enough, is not enough
than I need to make a decision
yours has already been made...

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My lady

I see her face so clearly
Complete without a vice
Her every thought is purity
She comes my way yet thrice

Have seen her in a waking dream
Felt her kindness on me fall
Ageless beauty, peaches cream
Her loving me enthrals

No name, as yet unmet, the lady has
But no cause to fret about
Old friend from, fore the dawn of time
I have no never doubt.

Don Johnson...

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I shall not fear of parching for your drop or two is enough
Even a tear would quench more than my lip, my soul
Cry me thrice, laugh me once
Leap more, tiptoe less
Break this earthen vessel if you wish
Just don’t leave a love song behind
For it will just maim a hollow tune
Like a broken violin in incandescent moon
Or a lone shell perpetually humming  
The melody of his unmet clam or hermit....

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Listen to poem:

Randomness of Daily Life
David J Walker
 
It seems that I was
Kneeling and praying
For something to
Ease the tension
Of a day in which
Nothing happened
As if the sunrise would be
Wasted in the tedium of
Anticipation unmet
Dragging a long day out
Into a wasted sunset

And

At night, my restless dreams
Morphed into imagining
And the fears of more than just
The randomness of daily life...

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The Might Have Been and the Never Was,
The Futures That Died, The Forgotten Cause,
The Unmet Dreams from Yesterdays,
All meet for lunch on odd Tuesdays,
Where they complain about the sorry state
Of Things As They Are, (who’s always late),
And talk about their aches and their pains,
And stumble about on crutches and canes,
While The Resolutions from last New Year’s Eve
Argue over how much tip to leave....

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Ever observed a receding tide
and an oncoming wave,
battle for supremacy,
as skin anticipates contact 
against its nude,
only for the cancellation
of expectancy,
by the culmination 
of uncertainty?

That's life, dearest,
sometimes the positives,
absorb the negatives,
and the splashes are unmet,
whereas other times,
the scented water engulfs calves,
for the depths beyond,
or the pleasure, upfront....

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let free a poets heart and lay claim to the prize within. find joy in words crafted 
with thoughts of you in mind.such passion as to stir your womanly desire to 
needs unmet and yet satisfied in ways to be discovered. to touch you with no 
hand but purest want of mind and such base hunger. to know you in ways as yet 
only dreamed of. are these not things which your heart longs for?is there not 
freedom in my words to find love? am i not your poet?...

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My mind bows to the ethers; 
bends upon astral scapes.
There lay the challenge, yet unmet,
 and I stand not alone.

The interplay of souls on the astral,
is the training ground, of the spiritual warrior.
Translated into the mortal realm, it loses something. 

Mortals must learn to use mind, body and spirit,
to modify their world.  
Utopia only comes, when things are done right; 
with the whole effort instead of a tiny part.
...

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Run away from the what
  let the how lead the way
Keep the questions before you
  and the answers at bay

Deem your motion perpetual
  with all stops left behind
As those presents unwrapped
  open up in your mind

May the wind rise to greet you
  and your sun never set
On those places now virgin
  and a lover unmet

May the wisdom of sages
  be your rallying cry
As you course through the ages
  —forever wondering why

(Train-New Haven: March, 2015)...

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Run away from the what,
  let the how lead the way
Keep the questions before you
  and the answers at bay

Deem your motion perpetual
  with all stops left behind
As those presents unwrapped
  open up in your mind

May the wind rise to greet you
  and your sun never set
On those places now virgin
  and a lover unmet

May the wisdom of sages
  be your rallying cry
As you course through the ages
  —forever wondering why

(Train-New Haven: March, 2015)...

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Death of a Dream
Written: By Tom Wright
January 2015

At edge of night
Lies a junkyard,

Where locked away,
Is each un-kept promise
Empty dream or unmet goal.

From here, finality,
For time knows no reversal.

We freewheel through life,
Seemingly without purpose,
Delaying things,

For a more opportune day,
A day, that seldom arrives.


Dreams should never find their way to the scrapheap of life, 
Make yours count for something;
Tom ...

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