Short Unremarkable Poems

~People are unremarkable but you you are mostly remarkable~

3/8/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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Softly she snoozes
While the wide world whirls wildly
Never noticing

(fun with combining senryu and alliteration)...

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There was a young lady from Potton
Whose name I've completely forgotten
In fact, I recall 
Simply nothing at all
So this punch line is gonna be rotten....

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neither great nor small
steady as she goes
commonplace
unremarkable
a good sort
uneventful
everyday
quotidian
mundane
average
normal
boring
stable
safe
me
myself
I...

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ghostly gray petals—
a shadow crossing the grass
I stepped on a name





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A minimalist reflection on mourning and the erosion of identity, set in the asphodel fields of Greek myth, where unremarkable souls wander without memory…
...

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I am no one and nothing of importance
  lest you look a little deeper into my eyes and read my soul.
I am indistinct and unremarkable, naked and revealed
  transparent for the world to see the emptiness of nothing.

And yet, I am everyone -  visible with only myself to show....

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I don’t want to sleep or eat, 
check the mail or pay the bills, answer the phone,
clean the bathroom . . .

           Participate.

. . . all those unremarkable demands of everyday life.

Do you ever wish  you
could sleep ad infinitum and
not have to think?  

Do you ever want to expend 
that interminable energy endlessly until there is no more?...

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they wanted someone more responsible
hardly anyone noticed my absence
my demise was quite unremarkable
I offered absolutely no response
imagine they laugh a whole lot less since
they failed to understand the real me
unencumbered and completely carefree
spread my ashes to the southernly winds
I know exactly where I want to be
the end is a start, excitement begins...

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Most time is 
unremarkable:

the conscious mind asleep
between stitches and scores
hoots and howls
sweet scents and fouls
hunger and bowels--

viruses needing cures,
shifting earth
and weather skewers
determining our garments
and directions…

even our intimate affections
a product of environment,
each a prison of sorts

Strange, yet God claims
not to lead us…...

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Dots of light dotted the dome
Displaying dismal disks
Halfhearted innuendos of harmony
Repetitive, unremarkable recordings
Minimally interesting, middle class, mediocre
Small wonder he thought, smirking, smarting
Discipline dismissed, discarded
Replaced with fun, funk and fad
Foolishness fueled Fukem, he fumed
No more, no more, no more
The military, military school, immediately!...

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Receptive for an
                                          Unremarkable future
                                      Full of challenging projects

                                       Once you leave the past
                                      A new life presents to you
                                      Recovering your self worth










Nayda Ivette
11-17-2015...

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We were an innocent couple,
We were naively sweet
Fluffy and soft
Embarking on a great love
We were an unremarkable couple
Just a couple of lovebirds
Sharing secrets, passing notes
We were an uncomplicated couple
I loved her and she loved me
And we just wanted to hold hands
And always be together
Fluffy and sweet,
Coyly smiling
Making wishes
And stealing kisses
We were an unbreakable couple
When we were seven...

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Multitudes give me to innumerable receivers
As unremarkable, invincible and indiscriminate moments
While invisible to most I remain

Yet remarkable and individual, each gift
Unforgettable, isolated, singular and selfless
Unique joyfulness I retain

I bring a smile, a tear of joy
My numbers are untold, my craving sevenfold
Increased awareness I regain

If by now you have not guessed my name
I am a random act of kindness
To each in time, I come again 

11/03/2014...

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You will find it
On an unremarkable urban street
But no signs will point you
Well-worn tracks
That lead to it
These are not made of steel
No people with teary farewells
Or Cheery welcomes 
Hugs and handshakes
Lost to antiquity
Unattended gardens
Surround it
An old squeaky gate
Guards it
Bland as bile
Its wall
Memories of institutions
That room
Waiting room
Filled with the palliative
Dying
Helpless
Unloved
Unmoved
Left waiting in
Absolute
At 
Black train station...

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