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Triage Poems - Poems about Triage


Aesthetic Triage
Creating… the great savior from pain The artist… a messiah from despair (Dreamsleep: September, 2022)...

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Categories: triage, art,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Miracle Triage
It Was Apocalyptic for those mountain folk... A quarter million pristine acres crisped. Dozens of homes destroyed by Hade's blow. Everyone gushed about a bible. That came through the inferno untouched. Stranger still, some called it a miracle. Despite a dozen people being burned alive... Where was their miracle?...

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Categories: triage, fire, miracle,
Form: Free verse



Symphonic Triage
Blood upon the keyboards harmonicas in flight Chasing notes across the score horns that greet the night Eighty eight’s to hemorrhage reeds that bend and break Music dying then reborn —trumpeting our fate (Dreamsleep: August, 2022)...

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Categories: triage, death, life, music,
Form: Rhyme
Triage Verdad
Writing, the only suture… when truth starts to bleed (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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Categories: triage, truth, writing,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Winter Triage
with a broken snowball she mends the snowman's cheek...

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Categories: triage, childhood, health,
Form: Free verse



Triage Verdad
Writing… the only suture When the truth starts to bleed (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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Categories: triage, truth,
Form: Free verse
Body Mind, and Spirit Triage Co Opted
Body, Mind, And Spirit Triage Co-Opted Viral microbes didst relish meaty morsel feast hyperbole (included greased for dramatic effect) ceased not, but linkedin constituent facets increased with right wing conspiracy of mine physical health least up to par today found me writhing, asper like a wounded beast. I feel as if giant size (yes...with closed eyes try to see) nasty bugaboos did invade me, and shrunk down yours truly...

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Categories: triage, 12th grade, father, friend,
Form: Imagism
Premium Member Barbed Wire Triage
Little men will always invite maelstroms of venom into your life. They pleasure pithing vulnerable beings never caring that a heart needs freedom to beat. At their core, selfishness of the purist form {however} you're not the cure and never will be. There's no balm for this color of rot, never will be. but you're a fiery young, wide-eyed doe. Until living...

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Categories: triage, life,
Form: Rhyme
Poetic Triage
Today a Poet needs to cast a hook with many tines To reel in those who’re lulled to sleep with cautionary lines These days a Poet needs an edge much sharper than before To cut through all the excess flesh —that blocks the metaphor (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)...

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Categories: triage, poets,
Form: Rhyme
Triage Verdad
Writing… the only suture When the truth starts to bleed (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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Categories: triage, truth,
Form: Free verse

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