Short Uselessly Poems

How funny this rain is
Wetting itself uselessly 
In the sunshine....

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Uselessly frightened by a knife, skin was scared
to feel transcendent touch also in vain
......

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Politics has always been rough and tumble
  a bare-knuckle fight in a concrete jungle

Those who preach togetherness and unity
  flail their arms at windmills uselessly...

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One leaf curled and hunched 
hesitatingly crawls up the centre 
of the sun lit country road. 
The rest cling to the tarmac 
watching. 

I look at this world as it is 
and see what could be 
and once again utter 
words uselessly. 
conscience 
....... driven...

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a sestet

Looking for that place beyond his memory, 
he scans time and space within the room's debris 
waiving the embrace requiring energy.
Twisting in the settee, he finds it in his lap 
clicking uselessly  - alas! it has no zap 
Lacking battery!  how will he take his nap?...

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Stillness seeds this cell
of death-borne illness,
underscores the needs 
of one who cannot
function by himself.

Bedsheets icy white, 
blooming flowers 
in bright profusion
litter uselessly.

Monitors wink, blink 
their indifference; 
scant recognition,
little consolation for
a father and his 
sorrow-stricken son....

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Stillness seeds this cell
of death-borne illness,
underscores the needs 
of one who cannot
function by himself.

Bedsheets icy white, 
blooming flowers 
in bright profusion
litter uselessly.

Monitors wink, blink 
their indifference; 
scant recognition,
little consolation for
a father and his 
sorrow-stricken son....

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Stillness seeds this cell
of death-borne illness,
underscores the needs 
of one who cannot
function by himself.

Bedsheets icy white, 
blooming flowers 
in bright profusion
litter uselessly.

Monitors wink, blink 
their indifference; 
scant recognition,
little consolation for
a father and his 
sorrow-stricken son....

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Start the day 
Fresh
With energy
With confidence
With hopes
With plans
With dreams 
Full to the brim
So that you don't have any time 
To grumble uselessly 
To evaluate things too strictly
To compare greedily 
Until you confuse yourself
About today, yesterday and tomorrow 
And overlook today 
Which should be the most important day...

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Adrift in this vast,
empty sea. Silent,
save for the beckoning call
of  distant gulls,
your only friend. And 
the makeshift mast and sail is
uselessly flaccid.

And beneath,
concealed
by the dangling sway, 
of muddy-
moss-green ribbons of waving kelp,
is the dark murk
of unknown depths.

Then the wind 
panics,
arousing your sail and
it swells into life
and draws you towards home....

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im soffocating
swallowing air

please, someone help me
i cant breath

my heart isnt beating
im comming undone

please, someone help me
i cant breath

im shaking,
tears falling from my eyes

gasping, for a breath of life
about to lose it completly

please, god please someone help
i cant breath

hyperventaliating
panicking
losing controle

i think im going to be sick
i think im going to hurl

uselessly swallowing air...

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Stillness seeds this cell 
of death-borne illness, 
underscores the needs of one 
who cannot function by himself. 
Bed sheets icy white, fading flowers 
once bright, now lifeless, 
litter uselessly. 

A steady stream of visitors 
will offer their support, 
feeling helpless, hopeless, 
as they fumble for the words 
stuck in their throats. 

Monitors wink, 
blink their indifference; 
scant recognition, 
little consolation for a father 
and his sorrow-stricken son....

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Stillness seeds this cell 
of death-borne illness, 
underscores the needs of one 
who cannot function by himself. 
Bed sheets icy white, fading flowers 
once bright, now lifeless, 
litter uselessly. 

A steady stream of visitors 
will offer their support, 
feeling helpless, hopeless, 
as they fumble for the words 
stuck in their throats. 

Monitors wink, 
blink their indifference; 
scant recognition, 
little consolation for a father 
and his sorrow-stricken son....

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The wheels of time keep turnin
The fires of life keep burnin.
Time’s a turnin, fire’s a burnin.
The hallowed halls of history
Waitin to spill their mystery,
From history to mystery, 
The wise are always learnin.

You know the wise are learnin
History’s message they’re discernin.
If we can’t learn to discern, we may as well burn
All the written pages 
Passed down through the ages.
The wheels of time are uselessly turnin.

D H Loewen
April 22/18
All Rights Reserved...

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