Short Unpaved Poems

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Premium Member The New Man

He began Much less than The new man With a plan From Christ's clan As he craved Paths unpaved Hearts enslaved Not depraved He was saved What's New Poetry Contest Sponsored by Joseph May Mini-monoverse January 2, 2022
Form: Verse


I'Ll Find My Way

this road winds around
and it is long
unpaved, untried
it twists and turns
over burned out bridges
dust settling on my path
but I'll find my way
it will take some time
I'll find my way
without any maps
I'll find my way
I have to do it by myself
I'll find my way back
© Jo Bien  Create an image from this poem.

Grandkins

grandma.. 
years now glisten there,
silvery streak in her hair,
truest, gentlest care..


grandpa..
to walk with grampop
is to hear the paved road laugh
at its unpaved half..


grandkid..
child of eternal now,
tomorrow's one sacred vow,
shows the way, shows how..

Journey

Going alone again, solo,
Sown an unpaved road,
Bumpy and pitted,
Rutted and ditched
Nonetheles a road,
All words spoken
A soliliquoy
Lost on the ears of the rocks,
Lost in the ripples of the puddles
Vanishing into one's own ears,
ravaged by Life and the constant of Death
Ah, the simplictiy
of the lonely, lonely road.
Form:

One bright star

    
 As I walked around this rusted mobile home park on a cold December night, with unpaved roads and the usual strays nowhere in sight.
 I stopped to look up at the beautiful moonlight.
It was a large full moon with a lonely star nearby.
Seemed strange that no other stars were out in this clear night sky.
That single one did however shine ever so bright.
© Liza Ortiz  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haibun


Filters

I awoke into a sea of stars. No filters between our souls. Like a rabid sensation of time past forth. Melodies from your fingertips echo within, as the vibrations solidify the end of laws.  
Within this eternity we float endlessly, tumbling through unpaved desires. This sensation was bliss, until I awoke once more. I withered and died. Realizations in time, the heart cannot function without you in mind.

Premium Member Some paths

Unplanting a growing garden; uprooted what is normal in conformity Destiny wove the cloth that led you down an unpaved path to me In the realms of free will, some paths don't cross organically Dreams are what was once thought to be truthful wise; normality Twisted the nightmares become lifetime cures, of thoughts allergy This waking vision; happier still, you were a part of my reality
Form: Monorhyme

What If Today Was the Day?

The common man worries 
of money, health and fare.
But, to be very honest
there is no compare
to the worries of those 
who everyday pray
for the welfare of others,
not themselves, on that day.

So, ask of yourself,
“Will I be one saved?”
Not worrying for others
shows the road that’s unpaved.
Instead, give unto others,
because that’s the only way
to make it Heaven, if you ask,
“What if Today was the Day?
Form: Quatrain

It's Cuz I Like You

it's cuz i like you just
to spite you sweep you off
your feet bittersweet dirty
broken feet walking paths
unpaved. 
it's cuz i want you that i
taunt you haunt your halls
hidden between shadows 
broken laws chainsaws 
i lick your brain to turn you
insane playing in the rain
fight do not refrain.
it's cuz i understand you 
that i hate you it's too late
to wash the sins sink with
in spread throughout i'm a
mirage dripdrop in your 
drought.

Premium Member The Promise - Part II

my skin 
was once smooth
now feels 
like unpaved cement
placing roses 
on my grandmother's grave
you found me 
right outside the gated cemetery 
you placed roses in my hand
before your fingers became entangled in mine
you touched my face
you kissed my cheek
and then my forehead
then the tears
my tears
nearly soaked up your black trench coat
are you overwhelmed
i am
and devastated too
i am
now i am swearing to the wind
drenched
drenched in an awkward winter rain

Crusade

CRUSADE

The crusader brandished his stiff sword
sharpened
didn´t want
but beheaded idols
to liberate his inner temple
swift and passionate was his riding
saturated
didn´t want
but unpaved the temples
to remember the first stone
and had peace

on the way he clashed spades
bled
sparked spades
was blinded by light
floated in the void
and saw colors
earthly shades
and then kinetic spatial explosion
of unknown prisms
crossing cross crusaders
irreligious and revering

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