Short Unworn Poems
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this mugs cheap but full of cheer
guaranteed from year to year
unworn or tired
strangely admired
budget mojo always near.
Categories:
unworn, autumn, drink, funny, giggle, happy, humor, silly,
Form:
Limerick
my love unworn
you try it on
looking at yourself
in the mirror
turning around
to see how it fits
not liking the look
you take it off
and toss it
on the floor
and continue shopping
for a different size
Categories:
unworn, lost love
Form:
Free verse
Someone might use that for ...has never shown up.
Someone could do something with that ...is absent too.
If I lost ten pounds, I could ... has filled my closet up
With scads of unworn clothes in oranges and blues.
Categories:
unworn, self,
Form:
Rhyme
A futile, or is it? scream at time to slow down.
A hello to other runners in this human race
A timid whisper through shrouds yet unworn
Some more words of comfort to following friends
Or just an ego seeking solace in achievement.
Categories:
unworn, angst,
Form:
Blank verse
loose threads, holes and worn spots
faded naturally
his story told in these old genes
left unworn for so long
beloved denim lives on
hidden beneath the casket lid
11/11/2017
KNIT YOUR FABRIC - Poetry Contest
Nette Onclaud
Categories:
unworn, clothes, death,
Form:
Verse
As the clock strikes midnight, my sleep ignored
my mind weary, for the battle rages on:
the cavalry fighting stresses unknown
foot soldiers striking enemies, who are
to dastardly to describe in my prose
The battle unworn, my mind and eyes close.
Categories:
unworn, anxiety, depression, metaphor, sleep,
Form:
Blank verse
They come to me in phrases
in couplets newly born
Screaming from the highest places
fitted but unworn
They come to me in dreamsleep
the moon recycled new
Time released in words immortal
—scratched into the pew
(The New Room: February, 2024)
Categories:
unworn, words,
Form:
Rhyme
Time to shine
Our rusted hope
Flood the soil
And wilt our rose
Time to walk
An unworn path
Kick up dust
And choke on laughs
Time to veil
Our flagrant flaws
Clean the slate
And hide our claws
Time to sing
Our separate song
Tip our hats
And bid so-long
Categories:
unworn, loss, lost love, love,
Form:
Free verse
In need of socks on my feet
frantically I search the floor
naked and depleted
feeble minded, missing home..
drowning on the surface
of black river, floating alone
she swallowed the stars
selfishly born, kingdom unworn
scattered pieces of intentions
fed with contempt
on a cold unused bed
kindled animation, moonless breath
Categories:
unworn, loneliness, lonely, lost love, love hurts, lust,
Form:
Free verse
I love you before love itself was born,
And the feelings were created and made,
I loved you before Venus sounded her horn,
To appear from the sea and shade,
The Hellenic beauty-virgins who mourn,
The lack of men who ride,
Sea-horses and chase the mermaid,
And the legends of the unicorn,
And the fairy-tales that were laid,
To the old past the...unworn,
Categories:
unworn, emotions, fantasy, feelings, love,
Form:
Rhyme
The foosty smell of her unworn silks
tries to mask her scent
but my nostrils hunt angrily
tip-toe passed the odours
that try to mask her essence.
When that trace is finally found
i linger there
in daylight tendrils
trying to remember
what the taste of happiness
was like
but all those memories
only fracture the broken
parts that lie
in piles
somewhere deep inside
Categories:
unworn, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
glorious day calls
donning summer's broad-brimmed hat
for LOVE of sunshine
locate garden shoes
unworn since last november
garden work my FUN
laggard spring was late and cold
urgent..seeding must get done
dig them up and put them in
setting sets in ..seeding seeds
hoeing, raking, composting
POETRY alive
Won a 5th with this
By: Joyce Johnson for Linda's contest "Fun & Frolic" (3 forms)
Categories:
unworn, happiness
Form:
Tanka
Softer than tenderness
your pretty face,
More white than white, of course,
your little hand,
It's far from world your walls
and native land,
It's unavoidable
your sweety bliss.
From sweety bliss, of course,
you are so sad,
And fingers these are warm,
they are so warm,
And quiet sound and tone,
speeches are unworn,
And distant eyes of yours
within my head.
P.S. This is my translation of poem by Osip Mandelstam
Categories:
unworn, assonance, emotions, feelings, poets, sensual, sweet love,
Form:
Lyric
a sweet september, flowing tenderly over my wounds,
adorns my soul with golden scintillations
of silence accepted as a token of good-bye…
the necklace made from devil’s fangs
now lays unworn in some corner of my heart,
still throwing from time to time upon my nights
the shadow of a once beloved grin…
make no mistake though, reader…
i am not a believer now…
i’m just waiting on the autumn equinox’s cross
for my resurrection…
Categories:
unworn, lost loveautumn, time,
Form:
Free verse
Today
Is a new day, a new way
to plot a different graph
from yesterday - stand tall as a giraffe
Yesterday died but tomorrow is to be born
Piles from it, learn from them, but keep them unworn
Receiving new wings
Rehearsing new swings
Keep yourself fly, stay on the highs
The lows squashes, remain arise
like vapour form clouds, rain on mistakes
from yesterday - cause erosion to the aches
Then new seeds to the ground,
Then new needs would be found.
Categories:
unworn, inspirational, today,
Form:
Sonnet