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Spaces Poems - Poems about Spaces

Premium Member Spaces Left Behind Left Bare
You left the chair, but not the room, The silence clings, a flower in bloom. The kettle waits muted, cold and dry, Empty spaces haunt me as I go by. No space is bare, if love stayed there, Your breath floats in scented air. Your shadow clings to every chair. No space is bare - if love stayed there. Your love shapes what’s...

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Categories: spaces, lost love, love,
Form: Lyric
Urban Spaces
Urban Spaces The world is getting smaller. People become dwellers. A newlife of solo living. A single life of well-being. Do weall have anxiety? Through loneliness especially. Maybe we have lost trust in each other. Walk on by, don’t even bother. Some live in urban spaces. Pass on by many faces. Webecome too independent. Individual...

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Categories: spaces, society,
Form: Rhyme



I exist in liminal spaces
I exist in liminal spaces Forever in the shade despite my longing to be warmed by the sun A foggy filter laying over every scene before me I'm always in love with life, in love with death and crushed by everything in between Flightless Delighted by beauty and plagued by sadness Only birds can get close to God I whisper...

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Categories: spaces, death, grief,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Communion in Shared Spaces - Inspired by Love Communion of Glenn Hughes
Written: February 28, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori *********************** I long to explore the depth of your flummoxed mind, fathom the forms of your emotions, and outline the scenery of in dreams of avarice It seems to be the right time...

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Categories: spaces, betrayal, love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member THE SPACES THAT ARE LEFT
I never knew what to fill the spaces with Sometimes I didn't even see them They were disguised under many coats With hidden pockets of shallowness And oversized buttons to mismatched holes. It didn't matter most of the time Because the tailor never stopped sewing more And I was content to let them lie Beneath the growing pile of tweed And gaberdine and wrinkled...

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Categories: spaces, emotions, life, relationship,
Form: Free verse



Connected Spaces
I miss my old room it was nice being in a small space at least i could call it mine mine mine mine mine mine putting my arms straight out i could touch each wall, ghost my fingers over the fresh gray paint and random posters and string lights and photos of my friends and the twin size bed i slept on till...

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Categories: spaces, art, home, imagery, kid,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member SPACES experimental tritich
CATARACT OP The mist lifts slowly ?? A new vista is unveiled *Gael Turnbull(1928-2004,a Scottish doctor-poet created the imagist Spaces form in his collection Briefly (1967) a three line poem with a larger than usual blank space( ??)for 2nd 'line'. Turnbull called poems using his device ‘Spaces’, and...

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Categories: spaces, imagery, imagination, poetry,
Form: Tristich
Premium Member Separate spaces, United hearts
Sperate the spaces, Tracking our traces We're not ever far apart, The finest composed Written with our prose We'll sing slow songs of the heart Feelings of freedom Subset is seldom Distancing, us from the start Dissolve all the years Bandage all our fears Brought this harmony so smart...

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Categories: spaces, romantic,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member SLIVER OF SPACES
Can you connect the gaps With me, nonetheless? Will you spread yourself thin, For the few and far between? Fill the crevices No matter how deep Bridge the chasms Even if its jagged at the seams Do you see the sliver of spaces? The look on our faces meaningful gazes Try as you might And...

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Categories: spaces, betrayal, confusion, life, longing,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Empty Spaces
Where you used to live is now empty loneliness is beyond a lack of oxygen  your scent lingers as candles ~ a blend of spice and sweetness you bestow steady impetus day or night...   Chart a course in seas of vagueness, a murky future, a hazy doubt I wish time could be reversed An empty bed fills my empty room, sorrowful reins, uneasy mind no...

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Categories: spaces, farewell, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Filling Up Spaces With Words
Does anyone have the conception that I'm disconnected from reality, so fearful to face more hardships? All I do is filling up spaces with words, they fit perfectly to make me feel easy: it's awful to be judged with contention! Am I someone so selfish to be derided by jesters for choosing a hideout from the internal chaos? Who praises...

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Categories: spaces, allusion, bullying, change, culture,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member Liminal Space-Surreality
Classical infusion Beethoven’s “ode to joy” Playing on blaring audiophile speakers annoy Purposely looped to destroy vagrants with electronic music Blends of subversive elements and anxious acoustic Solution to loitering the bodega doo dropping Spicy Shiitake broth smelling pissy store front, Jaded daily stunt, at midnight wino corks popping Abruptly segwaying into a film from one music scene to a...

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Categories: spaces, confusion, surreal,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Small Spaces
The cat smells danger. He crawls into a small space. Danger smells the cat....

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Categories: spaces, animal, cat,
Form: Haiku
Soulful Bonds and Shared Spaces
My roommate, so kind and true, Understands my feelings, knows them through. When I'm down, a hug she lends, Eases chores, she's my helping friend. Enjoying each other, we share a space, Her hug's a home, a sweet embrace. Calmly calming when anger's near, She knows the trick crystal clear. Miss her loads, as we part our way, Best roommate ever, let me say. ...

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Categories: spaces, best friend, friend, friendship,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Trapped Wasp Tale
*** The Trapped Wasp’s Tale *** Today I am a wasp in the room Noticed when Sights of light began the sounds Of my tap-smacking Head bangs Trying to get through the glass pane In the wall, for Even I sense there is no where else in here That hints of free flight Or ever wants A wasp in the room… I belong flying through the ancient...

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Categories: spaces, character, fear, feelings, flying,
Form: Personification

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