Short Wedge Poems

Theres a thin edge; to every wedge.'...

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the crack in the wall
spoke of only left ended
and the deisal way...

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My Love is unchanged
From me you’ve not been estranged
She’s become deranged

By Robb A. Kopp...

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eating it all up 
       having my way with the cake~

       living on the wedge




***...

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.

           Bam 

            into 
       the limber

   (i meant lumber)

he plowed his wedge

            Bam...

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Now that we have found it

Avoid the crowded sound bit's

That only try to pound rift's

Jealous wedge to lifelong love quest...

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the polished blade glides
precisely to and fro
dusting the mulch below,
the angled wedge shapes the fall-
timber...the echoed call....

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Yet whilst ajar, my hopes are wafer thin,

as door is slight, then wide awake am I

constraint of dismal days without reply

hopeful that if somehow, light shines in....

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with a wedge of glass

we  split the rainbow

separate colors

into organized rows

of light

they stack

like dominoes

ready to topple

should we turn the lens...

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my womb, your first home
our bond formed before your first cry~
but drugs made us foes 
















01/03/2020
Contest: Senryu on Mother 
Sponsor: Jenish Somadas...

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Pledge To Do

There are certain things to do that I pledge;
Between myself and others create a wedge;
Aid and assist,
And not resist;
Be careful when I am walking near a ledge.

Jim Horn...

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Town Car
Limousine
Golf Cart
Handicap
Hole in 1
Sand Wedge
Bunker
Apprentice
Litigation
1 Term
4 Short year's
Reality
Fired
Good luck Joe
You won
It's your problem now
Time to deliver...

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he used his piton and his wedge
seated them with the thump of his sledge
then he stood at the crest
of her milky white breasts
looking down from atop the cleave-edge


John G. Lawless
2/27/2015...

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The passage 
narrows 
as I incautiously 
wedge onward. 
At this stage in the game
do I still have to worry
about finding the way back?
Why can't I 
just let the days lighten, darken, 
terminate?...

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Politics
the wedge
that splits
our kinship
Trapping
what we feel
inside
our thoughts
Mutually
excluding
what fate
has destined
Zero sum
prison
allegiance
—bought

(The New Room: September, 2023)...

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Two AM.

The slice of sun 
replaced by wedge of moon-
light.

Upon the zabuton,
no cat now,
merely me. 

And truths spill and
tumbleclatter;
echo from my
heart...

in similes,
in mettaphor-
in lies....

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You are they wedge between the stone that moves me
You are the heart that beats for me
You are the wind that gives me air
You are the Feet that help me to walk
You are the eyes that make me see
You are my poetry...

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A katydid stopped at my door.
Wedge of green gossamer
But something more.

I angled to get a closer look.
Intrusive I fear was I.
He quickly me forsook.

Off to call at another door
Winged wisp of wonder
On a neighborly autumn tour....

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Braising sun stagnate, scaring blistering air, sand cutting strafing, more will I mention, elements raising, wedge freely created, by those who do not care.

Floods freely forging, water crushing scare, wave weaving pressing, life lightly wasted, warnings for all to beware....

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lavender umbrellas
floral teacups
fancy china plates 
muffled conversations
dainty berry scones
crisp white doilies
shy looks 
wedge of brie
cucumber sandwiches
tiny titters 
chocolate truffles
crisp linen tablecloths 
caramel lattes
fragrance of the gods
Paris Cafe...

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Dark cloud clumps drape the dawn sun
Deep within void heart they burn
Gift of silver line art-form
New day gets from edge of storm.

When mind sinks in agony
Soul lights lamp of ecstasy
Joy in heart as flashing wedge 
Storm surged life finds at pain’s edge.

March 10, 2019...

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Barefoot In The Grass

Stemmed short blades plays the
weight of me, trimmed long swords wedge
toes in keen delight.

2019 May 05

*3rd Place*

NA the day away
~~Lu Loo

*4th Place*

Writing Challenge 4, May 2019, No Placement	
Constance La France...

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Stark space 
could allow for ease 
of breath,
but flooded glow washes 
in unrest.

Wood burned mirror
rest in farthest
corner wedge.
Its trim scrolls 
heavenward in facile
attempts.

Obsidian glass obstructs
true face. 
Instead providing 
an image voided 
of narcissistic delight....

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There you are
Sitting in a tree
Stretching out your wings
The master of all you see
And looking straight at us
Then I see you flying up high
As we see you fly across the azure blue sky
You have been here as long as the wind
And will see the world renew when it begins again.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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I imagine you with the ten inch chef’s knife honed to razor edge

My eyes closed against the fear within, weeping for the danger without.

Your tender silk soft hand clenched tight ‘round the haft, a lily white wedge

Raised above my chest as I sleep, to plunge right down, hoping that I do not shout....

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