Short Unseeing Poems

frigid frost etching
the windowpane unseeing
warmth sunshine dripping...

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Art
without
expression-
does not see,just
looks.

Ekphrasis after Edschmids comments...

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cornflower's bloom
beside a tarred road

stalking buttercups
across the way

motorists pass
unseeing souls
toward unknown sights...

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Willow tree leaning, hunched
Weeping leaves into steams skipping
Over stones and decaying twigs.

Ships that pass unseeing
In the shade....

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Eyes open
       The unseeing
                 In gloom of life.
Vision sights
       The invisible
                 In light of soul.

March 2, 2018....

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elongated shimmers reflect
 the water of movement
 on her face,
 
life swirls around
 brushing past
 
unseeing
 
she stares into liquid pools of light
 blinded as a supernova
 peeks out from inside...

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All
alone
she
stares out
unseeing 
into
deep 
sunset's
fading gleam,
purple hues matched
in shadows
painted
on 
her eyes;
and untold
sorrows
spill
from thence.
'Till...




Form is Waltz Wave....

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Phantoms haunt our unseeing eyes
Shadows left to spite and hide
Echos of wrong...
Regrets held strong
Prayers of peace left unheard
Darkness ends but from a word
Keys we hold to unlock our pain
To forgive the Self is best and gain....

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Eyes
Blinded, unseeing
Scales fall away
Rejoicing in new light!
Illumination


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This would be my first, going with the word count rather than syllables.
Trying to learn, eager for constructive criticism......

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In numbness I bask

Stripped of joy, stripped of agony

A vessel that’s hollow

Life’s curse, life’s sweet irony

The gods I ask

Cruel, unrelenting

Shunned with silence

Dejected, spiting

The sun sets

Glaring, mocking

Shadows are cast

The world is dying...

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your face close to mine
sunlight shows the lines time traced
weaving webs of days gone by 
eyes shine untold tales
youth passes by unseeing
the unexpected beauty


By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

for Short and Sweet, one to seven lines contest (Brian Strand)

3rd place finish...

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"New Covenant" 

Heaven was on earth
in those days, all connected,
yet, the challenged unseeing

lost in the 
Garden of Eden,
walking in circles

life 
bleeding,
time wasting

the vacuous,
calculating,
yet, unconscionable

all seeing

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
...

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Unseeing Streetlamps 


Under the celestial awing
degrees of darkness
Stygian night or silky blue
Secret light seeps out of
manifold hurts
soon absorbed by night's hue 
By the quay, lovers watch the light
commit suicide 
in dark waters
Only the sleepless see this 
and prowlers with knives 
killing with passion...

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She had a haunted look upon her face
Her features out of joint in fright'ning ways
The crooked smile, her eyes unseeing, glazed...

Yet Helen Keller was a Queen, they say
Her regal bearing won her widespread praise... 

Although she was quite deaf and dumb and blind
She loved the world --- The world loved her in kind...

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Was death always this present
Or was I blind
Immured in the unseeing
Arrogance of youth?
Now I feel the tendrils
Of mortality coil 
Their unwelcome presence 
Around me everyday;
In Memorium reminders 
Of death's hand scattered 
throughout life.
No longer blind I see;
Shudder, turn my back
To embrace immortality....

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a multitude of hands in gray scale
shushing, clutching, hugging, groping
a warm embrace, passionate, real

black skeletal trees, responding to December
a hush that keeps their secrets safe
storm clouds reflected in determined pools

unseeing orbs, romantic well said whispers
serenity, love, hope, peace. Guess who?
Shh! Not so loud…....

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Eyes,
They haunt me,
As if I were a murderer, 
The eyes of a million victims,
Victims of my self-torture,
Of my self-hate,
Of my lies,
Of the life I’ve been living
Regardless of others,
Regardless of myself.
My reflections distorted
By bloodshed and tears,
I hold your picture close to my heart,
I whisper to my unseeing eyes
I love you...

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Nooses hang upon the trees,

swaying gently in the breeze.

Self loathing rips through his chest,

a raging beast which never rests.

Unseeing eyes stare through the mist,

wondering if he'll be forgotten, or missed.

His wrists are slashed, his leaves stained red,

His heart is heavy like carrying lead.

As tears come to his eyes,

his final words,

a whispered, Goodbye....

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You are a flower for thirsty lips,
your dew drowns.
Flesh parts, opened by 
the caress of teasing clouds.

This oral poetry
smears words into silence.
Breathe through this
muted opening,
lift the hunger of your hips.

Meet me in the dark red bloom,
covet the deeply drinking tongue,
close your unseeing eyes my love

I will catch you, clutch you tight
on the crest of your wave....

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Silence prevails
as earth drinks
from the chalice 
of the condemned
blood seeps
into the ground.

A bruised face holds
evidence of violent force
dull unseeing eyes 
turned to heaven
as if beseeching
an answer
to why?

Are we so righteous?
have we no sins?
to temptations
don't we fall?
so how can we justify 
and condemn
who among us has the right
to cast the first stone?...

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I fear it. 

I shake when his lips 

descend down my neck.

I tremble when his hands

travel down my blouse.

I fear it.


I hate it.

I blink away tears as his voice

moans and grunts down my ear.

I fight back the scream as his fingers

journey under my skirt.

I hate it.


He takes me,

eyes unseeing, he's unaware.

He uses me,

body tense, in this love affair.

He loves me.


I stay silent....

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In the clouds she floats so high.
Her halo a noose; she does not fly.
Neck askew, and head snapped down:
Her unseeing eyes gaze at the ground.
No longer does one hear her wings beat.
The stars and the moon must now retreat.
The sun rises and casts a shade.
The rope snaps; to the ground she is laid.
Her body rots in this anonymous grave.
Not even for love could this angel be saved.
...

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Eyes half-shut, you are seeing,
unseeing to house the failing light.

When the tornado writhes down, will
you come to clean the rubble ?

And splash the bird, the sky in purple ?

I am afraid of myself
to explore the craft of non-living. 

When the silence descends, I will
know myself, like the bone of Buddha.

The words will not give
any relief, whipped into terror.


Satish Verma...

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The omens were vague
The portends silent
Urimm and thummim 
Silent as still waters
The seers all fatigued
The lovers embracing
The jilted bride crying
The watchers unseeing
The abode of fun alive
Kings rumbling..
Their daily incorrigible..
Stuff.. in rolled the guest
The city awash with royalty
Chariots took to the tarmac
Then the royal flag flew
Twas the day of visitation

#Ackmi_Luis...

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O
my
forgetful heart-
so preoccupied..
listening just in part.

O
my
unseeing eyes-
focus less on me..
and more on what I see.

O
my
distracted ears-
that hears...
but misses fears.

O
my
deceitful tongue-
that stays so still..
when I might do your will.

O
my
double mind-
that leans..
where I incline.

O
my
indelible pen-
on this page ever write..
with a clear insight....

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