Short Unused Poems
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I am a pencil,
in this day and age,
computer rage,
I am a pencil,
unused,
but you chew on me for inspiration,
I am a pencil.
Form:
no muddy paw prints
show on the kitchen floor now…
your leash hangs unused
FICTION WRITE
08-26-17
Don't tease me with words,
they fly away uncaged birds
and none fill the lines
except the ink flow unused
as it waits release to speak.
Why does English have so many words
that have two or more meanings attached
There's many unused letter combos
(which my "invalid" Scrabble words hatched!)
Pink fancy soap often left an unused scent sensation,
More or less aesthetic used only as a pink decoration
Upon the left back corner of the vanity mirror and sink.
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
Politians promise you the earth just for voting for me
Its election day but my vote will stay unused its apathy
You owe your country and your family love use your x
comp entry 07052016
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Sniffles invade cheer~
Tinsel bright, throat very tight.
Unused mistletoe,
kisses taste like grape cough drops.
Snowflakes dance; I ache in bed.
Look at size,
From the atom,
To mountains,
To planets,
To galaxies,
We are aware,
Of a lot of spectrum,
But how much of it,
We can move and use,
Only a little,
Most of it is beyond,
And on a natural “refuse”.
Fireworks
dance in my eyes,
you’re my January;
An unused breed of attitude;
Poppin’
in with an aphrodisiac;
My virtue is gift wrapped,
will you break me
tonight?
A spacious office was big and bold
Now it is an unused space, painted bold
There is a hut-like cubbyhole with mold
To get in there, your legs have to fold
The air is on high, so this space is cold
Hoarder-messy, it has never sold
Listen to poem:
Beyond
These trivial pursuits
The day looms long,
Largely unused, unplanned,
Promising unimportant
Activities.
Anticipating alternatives,
Inertly I idle,
Mind meandering meaninglessly,
Mildly morose,
Diffident, diffuse,
And aimless.
I want a life with no regrets
one shiny, bright, and new
bereft of stains and rips and tears
untarnished and unused.
No dents or dings, not slightly worn
refurbished just won't do
I want a life with no regrets
and I want it minus you.
Form:
Armed with the proper medicine
To face the awakening Armageddon
Tap into a berserker's adrenaline
Hurricane apocalypse gasoline felon
My brain food is the unused mind
I eat from your split melon
I hope now I got your full attention
Don't let anyone
with bad eyebrows give you life
advice - it ends badly.
I don't mind seeing my ex with
someone else - I usually donate
unused things to the less fortunate.
I wonder how many
calories I burn jumping
to wrong conclusions.
I don't breathe,
The air only escapes,
Out of holes in my neck,
Dripping words down onto my hands,
After applying exasperated ink,
The exhausted paper drapes,
As the second joker in a deck,
Unused in games of sport and unwanted by popular demand.
Hello again my old old friends
It's time to sing along again
A sweet song of long harsh cues
And war between a lovely two
Here I am rusty yet bright
New colors and an unused light
Hello again my old old friends
Hello
Hello
I'm Back...
Again...
Again.
Form:
Not Quite There 1 And 2 – Haiku
Not Quite There 1 – Haiku
stone drops, wind stops dead
between nature, yawn begins
return unused rain
Not Quite There 2 – Haiku
water falls, flowers
fragrances, time, all missing
stopped!.... only reaching
Gossip
Rumours
Sarcasm
Nastiness
Four weak tools
unused by confidence
Four weak tools
unused by positive people living their bliss
Gossip
Rumours
Sarcasm
Nastiness
Tools used by
Those who have
Not discovered their own
Brilliance or Creativity yet
You cannot choose not to think
And hope for a change
Think out of the box
If you must leave the cycle
In life, it goes to return
You are blessed with a brain for a reason
Ignoring it is inviting doom
If you leave it unused
Many are ready to control you
Brilliant unused ideas hard to find
Some flit by but are any of them whole?
Fantastical theories parade in my mind
But I want the ones that entice my soul
To write ultimate poem is my goal
Frown upon finish for this not the one
Forgetting today that writing is fun
The pieces fit together-
I know they do.
I just can’t find the right pieces-
I can’t figure this puzzle out.
The pieces: all a scattered mess.
How do I string them together?
Piles upon piles-
Abandoned.
Unused.
But they have to have a use-
I know they do.
once impulsive now
deserted forsaken
cast aside
jilted
stranded
rejected
dumped
ditched
unused
neglected
idle
unoccupied
uninhabited
I stand empty
words fail me
empty stares
glazed over
gazes spread
across their
faces
empty mental space
is never able to be filled
there exists to much
unused mental real estate
within their empty heads
unfathomable stupidity
goes far beyond what the
mind is able to ever fully
comprehend
intimate season abode
snow gateway
towel
sands at sundown
veranda
keep an eye out
in the roadways
I bore a portrait
because it ne'er was
keep it veiled
in the cloud
from my musings
only this
Wandering verdict
echo
unused passion
Written: September 27, 2022