Short Visualized Poems
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Room’s messy.
Mind’s disorganized.
Emotions contained.
Thoughts emanating.
Art visualized.
Potential inhibited.
Poetry written.
Dreams unrealized.
When I was a wee one many years ago
Dreamt of Roy Rogers and Superman on the radio
Before all this hi-techie
Action stuff on the telly
Visualized the action in my mind like a dynamo
Love creates signs
Visualized into how walks made
The signs may be late
People read signs
Interpreted into expressions
The signs may be high
Walks and exprssions
Simultaneous in simplifying ways
To shortlisted signs, to love
My father told me this story.
The day my father died, the ceiling opened up and I saw my mother.
She was coming for Dad.
Did anyone else see it? I asked.
I don’t think so.
When my mother passed I visualized Dad coming to get her.
This comforted me.
On the ground, we wander around
Places near and far
Up in the air, the head’s despair
Of all thoughts inner bound
It’s plain to see, where we want to be
Visualized in our minds
Following the source, maintaining ones course
The path we truly believe
IDEALISTA
fertile
futility
of mental
conception
of un- ideals
captured
visualized
refined
for all
to see
in a
permanent
mirror
held
up close and
ennobled
symbols
of
human
aspirations
in
perennial
seekings
Assuming a future
The evidence is in
Preparation for the future
Is well advised..
Although the future
Will likely be different
Than visualized..
This is the old story
Often repeated which
When appearing empty
Reflects no freedom
And no bondage...
Odyssey emerging
Like an awakening dream,
Capitulation to its beauty…
To what realistically seems,
A grasping route of anticipation,
Fervor, and all that’s supreme,
A grasping route of blindness,
Where desires stream...
Surmising, guising, a life
Visualized…
Life is a chain of yearnings,
Where we all fantasize…
Lock me up inside your love, I won't try to rise above cuz your love is pure like a dove, you're everything that I have, even though things get tough I will still be with you my better half, for I have realized & visualized that my life is incomplete without you, I love you & only you my heart beats for.... ...
V vaunts verbiage vociferously.
Visage viewed very vacuous
Vacillates varyingly,
Venting valentine versus violence
Vast, versatile, variant,
Vehement vituperations volunteered:
Voices voice virtuously
Voices voice vulgarly
V very veracious,
Versal vortices visualized,
Versal volages visualized,
V’s valedictory.
Your words,
a fish slap
Stun me
Not hard and not hurtful,
but shocking
An icy blow,
padded in fleshy layers of softness
Neither shouted in ire’s voice
or sharp with disdain
Yet they pierce me still,
and coat my thoughts
with their lingering smell of truth
02.09.2021
(My darling Sidney-Faye, I hope I visualized your analogy correctly, love you madly)
NOWADAYS
Poetry
never was
of the masses,
today
mass media...
INTERNET
Poetry
never crossed
easily
borders...
today, browse
Cosmos...
TO VIEW
Poetry
never was
nor will it be
so read...
but ...
visualized...
FLASH
Poetry
never been so
commented...read
dynamics...
POST OFFICE
Poetry
never attended
the post office,
but today
is posted
Today I remembered what
I was supposed to forget
Hidden, somewhere between
yesterday and never only made
a realization of what once was,
was only a part of yesterday's
happiness
A future of tomorrow's empty dreams
Dreams that can be visualized but not
completed
Today is forever as we can't go
back, nor can we go forward
But living for today will make
tomorrow's memory
A melodious sound of beauty bounded by the forest of green
A gorgeous sight of kindness visualized in front of the screen
Like on snowing evening on a full moon night as her face is
Her words the flow like the wind of snowy cold breeze
A musical rose she is, with a beauty of her own
A melodious sound she is with an excellent tone
An angel from the heaven to this land below
Her heart is as soft as the softest of the pillow
Form:
It was the dresser few could have visualized
I spotted it in the flea market as fantasized
Patterns most would have been able to think up or paint
Created by an artesian whose designs are never faint
This dresser had a signature, not any kind of surprise
So marvelously orchestrated it nearly hurt my eyes
It was a gorgeous dresser, which would look great by my bed.
I only paint one of a kind things, the artist apologetically said.
Too many happy places, darling spaces.
I forgot about my outside office.
I am in there now, loving it, remembering
How excited I was when we built it.
It has my happy canvases,
And the desk I visualized the day before I found it.
It has comfortable furniture, and the sun is streaming in
loving it gently.
I look around, with happy feelings,
Glad to have re-found myself in this
beautiful office after many months of
forgetting.
A Bearded Cat
Dancing Energetically Found
Generous Helpers imagining
Jealous kittens languishing meaningfully.
Never ostentatious private queries
rendered sassy tales united vivaciously
with ‘xact youthful zestiness.
Zany yeti ‘xtraordinary wisdom visualized
under true scholastic reality quickly
paid ordinary niceties many libations.
Killing joyful imagery hereby granting
federal enthusiasm during catastrophic
bemused antecedent.
There’s another world out there and somewhere on top of it, there’s ….… love
With wings of fire, flapping endlessly; as if saying, this is what real-living … is
Concealed between the complexities and simplicity and the mystery of it …. all
Re –visualized from the very depths of our souls, re-immortalized just for … you
Waiting and yearning to be freed, pleading ………….Shush! Love is…, all you need
by: Wilbert Dela Cruz 8/21/15
Form:
in the cloud....
is a place ”...just right…”
She reads the Primer, Rhymer…
You’re sub.lime.me again!
Storage is a porage of peas and
Oats are for goats he said to me
Any to any ARE many to one.
Simple complications abstract your fun?
;Delivery…Visualized… you see…
an Open Source is truly free.
and available immediately.
Sauce it up! It’s becoming to be.
a.Pro.too…
You’re a flow of type object .IT
;)~
Helps the self to self.discovery.
Form:
Expectation and what’s to be
Never seems to flow consecutively
Even if put together with passion and consistency
For one is a idea with no certainty
While the other is truth undeniably
But a plan that’s pushed not just visualized, Is when I see
That although the out come could be tragedy
What makes expectation a worthwhile risk is the POSSIBILITY
OF CAPTURING TRUE HAPPINESS IN WHATEVER’S TO BE
IS WHAT I WOULD CALL A BEAUTIFUL DESTINY!!!!
In a dreamlike state through a foggy haze,
I visualized a mosaic maze.
In a garden, in full bloom.
Illuminated by a full moon.
As clouds parted in the midnight hour,
I search to find the perfect flower.
To lay upon your grave my love.
Now you are in heaven above.
Your guardian angel visits me.
My heavy heart he still can see.
He whispers to me in my sleep.
Telling me of the love you keep.
Until we meet again mo chroi.
Together in paradise, you and me.
In the aftermath of giving birth I personally had a out of body experience.
Welcoming life into this world, Something went iffy. I could scarcely hear the sounds on the hospital’s speakers
code blue. Nurses and doctors routinely and expeditiously maneuvered to bring me back to existence.
I personally visualized a impression of a manlike image
embracing me, kissed me on my right cheek saying go back my child i’m not finished with you after three days slumbering I was reawakened.
Ya Gotta Hang On
by M. Griswold
05162020
Ya gotta hang on, ya gotta hold tight.
To those goals and dreams within yer sight.
For the future for sure is in constant flex.
So keep the focus with measures and checks.
With those dreams and goals visualized.
They'll fully develop and will be realized.
So you gotta hang on, you gotta hold tight.
No matter the struggle, no matter the fight.
Never give up any dreams or a single goal.
For they're hope keeps alive your inner soul.