Vanished Poems - Poems about Vanished

ALLUSIONS OF A VANISHED NOW

ALLUSIONS OF A VANISHED NOW*
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stainless-steel womb
welded shut, 
buried beneath the oak's gnarled roots,
remnants given to the earth.

allusions of a vanished now~
faded sepia photographs,
a girl's clumsy drawing of herself,
a compact disc, its molded plastic brittle,
a mix of forgotten summer love songs.

headlines tell of wars, violence, and bloodshed 
tidings of momentary joys~
the scent of potpourri, a best-selling

Vanished

Ella Cuthbert lived with her husband John, in an age of twinkling stars;
They had a little dog named Alfie, who loved riding in pretty, swift cars.

Alfie was loved by those who knew him, as red flowers charm adorers;
And he was the darling of their street, like rainbows, crossing borders.

The Cuthberts had many interests, and on

On a Jukebox That Remembers Me

I met ANGIE in a bar where grief drank quiet,
where HONKY TONK WOMEN spilled perfume and regret.
She moved like WILD HORSES with nowhere left to run—
said, “I’m safer UNDER MY THUMB than out in the open.”

She kissed like a dare and left like smoke.
On RUBY TUESDAY, she vanished into rain,
murmuring, “YOU CAN’T ALWAYS GET WHAT

Vanished

The roof has borne its share
Of winter's chill, summer's heat,
Of storms and rains,
The wood consumed by termites,
Spiders weaving webs throughout the home.
Ants have claimed the very foundation,
Young rats, in ruinous floods.

The people, they were scorched
By literal fires, or by a hidden agony
Hoarded deep within their hearts.
They became exiles,
Driven by a neighbor's torment,
Or by utter destitution,
Or

Vanished

Where do dreams go come 
Dawn with her radiant glow 
Shadows in darkness

Vanished Dream

I brave the winds to await summer
And yearn for days when love duly appears, 
Long enough till daylight erupts
Into a sizzle of wistful rendezvous-- While along the pier, a cruiseship far Moves toward me , my warm delight. 

Preparing foil of blossoms fresh, 
My hand trembles as the sail nears That my flesh moistens from

Vanished Heartbeats

The eyes of my soul cried when we parted
violins filled my heart with shades of black
washing away musical tones we created
they have vanished and will never come back

The sad  strings empty my heart's chalice
to leave a pain-filled and cracked wormwood mind
that spilled my heart's passion down an abyss
to hear the saddest music I can

The Girl Who Vanished

Deep beneath the old oak tree
Past the backyard swing I oversee
A land so baron, where nothing grows
The land I can feel, it somehow knows
What's been buried there by one so cold
May his conscience plague him until he's old
A precious daughter, taken far too soon
She met a man, her heart did swoon
Until she discovered his hateful

She Vanished

Had she gone missing before I met and fell in love with her,
Neither of us would have experienced any sense of loss.
She would have remained beautiful in her own way, and I
would have gone through life never knowing what it felt
like to be in a relationship and interwoven with her.

Before meeting her and really getting

Vanished

Facing global warming and climate change;
many species will vanish from the Earth.
Most don't seem concerned, and I find that strange;
being tethered to this planet from birth.

Whales might never swim our oceans again;
reefs are dying and may never return.
And we will lose vital links in life's chain
when the glaciers melt and the forests burn.

Tigers, jaguars, panthers,

Vanished Like Mist

                                               Vanished Like Mist


Now I wonder, ponder, persuade the

Vanished

When you pour out your soul,
words so fully drowning the page,
Then your thumb hugs delete,
your mind filling with rage. 
Eloquently written, to be deemed
"one of your best"
So you summon the growth which 
lays the pen down to rest. 
It spoke as it tumbled in description
so vivid, 
With a press of a key, page left blank,
stark

Vanished Into the Sun Trapped In a Butterfly

I want to plummet backward and die through the rip in the sky. Be reborn as a ball of yarn untwisted and undone not to be avenged but forgiven I want to spread my string my flaming wings. Get me away from the demon world of false ebullient faces. I await the Golden Gates gaze.

Vanished Smile

That's a sin for God and all creation.
A stone-like heart best describes you.
Blood sei, Nubia tears, and a brief elision
Extremely wide and bone-white in hue.

The grin you used to wear long ago
Has vanished into a sea of bitter tears.
The whale you sought in the bay sank low.
bears wisdom and bravery without fear.

Your whole crew is

The Simple Life

I miss the sweet, long-ago simple days
most lives contented, not hungry for more
A path we walked with gentle, simple ways
It was the way of life in days of Yore.

No TV back then in small towns like ours
Instead, hours spent rapt by the radio
'The Shadow,” and 'Soaps'  listening for hours
Jack Benny and Red we all

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