Short Unresponsive Poems
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If Eros wasn’t a god,
And if I wasn’t a mortal man,
My life would be simple but odd:
But is never falling in love at all worse than
Never falling prey to an unresponsive woman?
Old Paddy wanted to have a last fling
But quite unresponsive was his old “thing”
He takes a small pill
To get back the thrill
He’s not expected to last until spring
2/19/16
Far blown, furthest
As off your day
Tall-grassed do lie.
What drifts o'er as urgent matter
As fluff let fly.
At this sky's edge
Your world, as wide
In caring for!
What bangs on for priority
Cringe in no more.
You never ever comeout wholly
You left without a word
Still I can hear you
As you are always there
You left unresponsive to questions
But I can't ask them
I miss, can't speak out
This stillness is so bugging
and our next reason is lesson for lesson of reason removes me and begins a new seasons discipline of natures unresponsive unawareness of my reason for her hurtless path, noble children are needing to be dropped on the head there
Regrets come in shades of gray
Browns and blues with falling tears
Black and charred, not so gay,
Laden with morbid unresponsive fears
Like moaning sounds, one often hears.
written February 16, 2022
With his violin placed there
Note you, shouldered
Both soft and intense, as close
As palpable
That, there held stable
What is for my own features
As expressive.
Artist in travail! Trying
To pluck out a sweet tune in
Wood; unresponsive.
TACTILE
By Frank Daub
Tactilis – the Ancients said.
“Capable of being touched” –
There is a heaviness in this word,
That awakens the soul – too much.
Of lost proximity, hand
Touching – hand?
Or
Love
reaching the empty space
Of an unresponsive land.
The only tight hug she has ever had
Was from her tight silky thongs
Grasping for air, the elastic waist squeeze
The air right out of her lungs
Don’t worry, do not get upset
One size fit all….is politically incorrect.
Indifferent and unresponsive:
Snap goes the bride neck.
In a humming white room
mother was up late but unresponsive.
Her face and body hooked into tubes,
We stood around whispering inanities
not listening to our words
just the gasping sounds
of the life support machinery.
A young nurse bustles in:
"Maybe tomorrow
Doctor says it's touch and go."
The next morning it was go
and we were late.
As I abandon the world
of metaphysics,
i begin to be sick
and melancholic.
As I join the nature
as if it were a voice,
I sing with the birds,
a song of rejoice.
As I become unresponsive
to worldly desires
and decided to be one
who's willing to abide,
It killed me, you routine!
if I am to cling to something,
it is life,
not my welfare.
withdrawn
stepped back
detached
broke away
isolated
drew backwards
unresponsive
drew inwards
moved away
emotionally
reverted backwards
to a time in which
nothing existed
between two
hearts
never looked back
upon the love once
felt
what a crying shame
that years of existence
could all boil down to
mean nothing what so
ever but a waste of time
It’s forceful this feeling
And I’m forcing myself
To force myself
To hold on
Because I know it will be worth it
It is worth it
Now
Though it seems futile
I’m uninterested and unresponsive
To your adoration and affection
Let’s rebuild this bridge
It starts with you
And ends with me
And in the middle, we will meet again
Unfazed and unhurt
By my incapacity to care
Form:
Double-sided mirror
Deceptive reflections
Void of truth and beauty
Faith a small-time felon
Captured in a tight snare
Beyond pleasure and pains
Purchased books not read
Portraits not painted
Houses without roofs
A nonfunction heart
Stagnated living
Showing cold love
Unresponsive
To blank feelings
Reprimanded
Double-faced
Characters
Manifested
Human
Beings
Cruel
So stuck on fastidious thoughts, unable to make these lines rhyme;
it's like ice trapped between mountains cliffs waiting for spring...
can moodiness and dissatisfaction create the perfect poem?
For hours I tackle the unresponsive feeling that's too latent;
the language is languid, not flowing as smoothly as it should...
'till the rising of dawn words will sound lame and escape from my pen.
A circuit of cells
Creating a feeling of unresponsive touch
Silently transmitting a physical reaction By neutrons uncalculated
At a Speed of light
The past existed
The mind has recorded
Touch him
Feel how temperature has decorated
The surfaced atmosphere of his skin
Feel the split ends of a smooth texture
Comfort replies warmness
And hugs lightens up the tension
Touch her
Form:
To see or not to see
To know what you know
Needs no deep reflection as it is evident
That you stopped thinking
Being so sure, unresponsive sure
That when it hits you
What you knew was wrong
That new thinking is needed
If you are lazy just ride if and insist
You were right
Saves time
And in hundred yours whatever it was
Is forgotten.
A whale of a time
Swimming in arctic water
Oh man that is deep
Half a century
of wedded bliss
kindness and love
soulmates
by any other name
A life to the power of two
Bliss that is
Till early one morning
he found her
laying still
on the cold floor
What could he do
She was gone
There
In front of him
Lifeless and unresponsive
All he could think to do
Was grab his camera
Capture forever the last
of her loving eyes
her tender lips
his mind had snapped
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
When the mood gently embraces
light surrounds me with featherlike traces
taking my mind too far off places
hovering above a commmonwealth of faces...
Tears of a happysadness descend
upon the many whom I consider friends
in hope of the moment transcend
which would finally put too rest hatred's end...
Soul many people encompassed
yet,unresponsive behind blinded facade
Faith's strength will be triumphant
as lightwings pinion Grace displayed...
A world full of wonder, yet so small
Uncontrollable, inevitable, fantastical
Dashed in a single waking moment
Unanticipated, complicated, dissipated
Close to the heart, a guarded secret
Defensive, sensitive, subjective
Locked away, it dies
Unresponsive, inactive, unproductive
Yet unleashed, it thrives
Progressive, excessive, receptive
The fragility of dreams
Elusive. Impulsive. Creative.
5/18/20 for Silent One’s In the Fragility of Dreams Contest
I am trying to love you forever
I am trying to love you forever
Like the sun and moon
Like a mothers love
I am trying to love you forever
I am trying to love you forever
Like the tide, constant in and out
The relief of spring
I am trying to love you forever
give me the chance to try it out
give me space to take the first step
but stay close to catch me when I fall.
I am trying to love you forever
but you lie blank
unresponsive
uncaring
unloving
emotional coma
Zenith of Summer
Cooking in the kitchen
Stirring continuously
Sweating profusely
Terribly tired
Feeling famished
Waiting to eat
Standing
Sudden stillness
Senses tingling
Shadows shrouding
Sitting down
Slow tumble into blackness
Creeping void
Open eyes
Unseeing
Unresponsive
A prolonged moment
of Stygian gloom
Dark abyss
pulling me down
Someone calling my name
Gradual awakening
Fighting fear
Finding the light
Eyes open
Recovery unfolds
Velvet veil removed