Short Visitation Poems
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Just love
When our loved ones
That have passed away
Come to visit us
In our most important days
In a form of butterfly.
Last night, while you were asleep
resting your tired and sick body
I visited you in my thoughts
and danced with you.
O death!don`t pay me a visit;
yet,you have to come, so I can rest.
Contest:"Epigram"
It is just another little solitary prison,
Containing everything of which I am as a person.
Seems I am meant to be alone without any visitation.
At three years old my parents divorced
Father got full custody
Mother, visitation rights
My sister and I were too young
yet still we understood
Form:
One Sunday in church came a bee.
Up my pants leg he sat on my knee.
I jumped from piano,
Tore pants from my torso.
Did striptease, where no one could see!
After work,
drinking in a matchbox bar in Shimbashi,
waiting for a sign...
The noren twitches.
A hand appears between the flaps.
An eye assesses the interior,
and is gone.
Carolyn my sweet,
May your steps allow your feet,
to carry you with no pain or hesitation,
may the play give you more,
strength for bloody sure,
hold your head up for,
a healing in Christ,
A Visitation
C'mon up, JJ with wifey-poo, Canada is waiting
Need people like youse, I envision your visitation
Of course to the east
Come visit this beast
So when can I expect you, it's an open invitation
Cut my tires, bust my glass
You should have been a piece of a$$
About me you did barely care
Until I laid within you bare
And blessed you with a boy or girl
Then helped you bring them in this world
Now the situation gives
Just visitation rights to his
Monument alone
Signifies memory, home
Rest, visitation
Defined rows, sigils
Communal solitude, rest
Dearly beloved
Granite silhouettes
Populate the shrinking span
Reminders of loss
Legacy in stone
Life beautifully engraved
Everlasting love
Backdoor wide open
A cream moon is coming in
Softly, like a dream.
Beyond red sun, pearly rays
in a lazy, lilac night.
Howling wind whimsy
'midst the fantasy flowers
in plum, pink and green.
Silver moon, always welcome
lending silk beauty to night.
Divorcing the Muse,
her property demands were high
The alimony my insight,
leaving me speechless, high and dry
Once the papers were signed,
it was the last I was to write
Visitation denied
—monthly support payments in light
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)
It was
a graceful exit
with audacious idiocity.
A cyclops was going
for a dress disaster.
Visitation
of flesh, mars the beauty.
Cheating starts
between the pails of tears.
I start hitting the planet.
Let the bride
sleep in fog. A volcano
was going to shed
the sperms on your
shirt.
Satish Verma
To explore
the labyrinth-
a necessity
to the fertile mind,
of the literary,
inclined-
A journey of
fascination to
the valiant-
astonishment
and surprise
around each corner
of the maze,
an exile
a retreat
of tenacity,
a quest for
treasures
of originality
Finality
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015
As days surrender to tomorrow,
They become captives of our past,
Forthcoming is No parole, no pardon,
Just short visitation privileges.
As our past enlarges, finality grows closer.
One breath sets-apart, today and tomorrow,
And each has a destiny with death.
An Ollyver's Visitation Memory
One
night
my dear
dog – long gone -
appeared as I slept.
Waking, I saw him on my bed!
Into my arms he leapt! With joy and surprise I pressed
my face into his long soft fur. Oh,it felt much too real to have only been a dream!
Oct. 23, 2017 For the "Dust Off a Memory" Contest of Broken Wings
I never say ‘I love you’
And I wish you’d take it back
When your lips form those words
Because I know you don’t mean it
Though you swear you do
And it’s taken six years, of you,
Behind steal bars
And of me,
Refusing to use my visitation rights
To trust your feelings
And to have faith in my own
And why do I say ‘I love you’ now?
Because life’s too short not to
Form:
The U.S. eclipse on April 8, 2024,
begins at Eagle Pass Texas.
The Central focus of today's events and impendings.
Let me ask you, are you a betting Man/Woman?
What are the odds that God isn't the creator,
of signs...?
This anonymous and random accident
ends its U.S. tour at Maine Solar System, where there is visitation of Planets.
Incoming...?
The cult, the-
rape were also in play,
when Icarus flew out of Crete.
Carrying the sky
on your shoulders when
you were burning.
After visitation
I will write a poem
on the triumph of failure.
The dialect of body
will tear down the bed
unlearning the love.
Whom would-
you believe in distress
unforgiving the sword.
Satish Verma
I have agreed to cede
an unwritten moon
in a killing frenzy,
for a chequered spirituality.
Now visitation will start
ravishing the light at dawn.
The grievers will assemble
for a final scoop of dust.
Forgive my star,
for a failed touchdown.
A child stands before glitterati
born again to suffer the other sky.
Nothing comes out of nothing.
The circle was complete.
Satish Verma
On the first day of May it came.
Now, day after day it shows up
to roost in the branches above the feeder,
or splash in the bath you set up
as an offering to its visitation.
Even among the chattering sparrows
that visit our yard the dove remains alone,
and when it coos you imitate the sound,
answering back as if you can understand
the sound of being alone.
For Jim
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3/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Guardian Angel No 9
Off the Wall
Why that number above all
And how much if any further have I
left to fall
Have I not tread the very depth and
board's an inch above the underworld
as of yet
And why on earth exactly are you still
here shadowing me everywhere I go
what's the point of that after all
If nothing since your 1st visitation has
changed and I still remain unchecked
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
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