Vignettes Poems - Poems about Vignettes

In the corner weighing 200 pounds trying to make myself small to escape notice in the fog of Dad's drunken rage. Waking in darkness seeing in light from the living room Dad's bloody face begging Mom to take blame for the accident. Around the dining room wiping up blood from Mom's broken nose while Dad worries she called the police...

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fade out from the camera lens the lotus bloomed from the broken glass soil all things came into perspective as every toil was put into focus every shard set a different scene a series kaleidoscopic following film made of a red thread sewn in a fashion erratic and episodic singing songs of worship to the mirror man in a language no one understands babble in...

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In the base motor pool See an off-limits card school- A scheming Bilko takes the pot Hoodwinking top brass was his game, Fast talking his claim to fame. VIGNETTE-ALL OF A ZITHER Across Vienna's old town In a sewer underground, They tracked down..Harry LIme, A Third Man in a crime- To music so sublime. VIGNETTE -ON THE BEACH Prone,lying side by side Lapped by an ebbing tide, Together upon...

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Like a sheet of mercury glass reflects light imperfectly, I pass life’s mirror, capturing distorted vignettes, experiences faded on the edges or, here and there, heightened focus amplified the ridges of our years. Funny how perception can exaggerate memory; our mirrors may stand side by side, but the image is not identical. Copyright, May 8, 2022...

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hindsight a vicarious sanctuary exhiliarating fluctuating harmony conventionally coidtered exquisite enchanting in mysterious patterns changing tones& ...

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A morning bustles with activity. Folks go about their day, including a Siamese cat creeping past the sidewalk. But appearances are deceiving. This place isn't Disney World. Every day is a struggle for survival. A disheveled, drug-addicted homeless man across the street sits in the bower, on his cot. He's lost in a delirium; under...

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four vignettes on silence I Muteness broadcasted hush-hush flaunted just like a coverall, silence is a blanket on human telepathy and intent. II It's simple, actions speak as loudly as words. Silent treatment can be an autumn breeze, granting space cooling tempers. III Sulkiness can be likened to green gall, blatant brooding and withdrawal characterized as yellow cowardice, Passive aggressive behavior exposed. IV Cats, life-long friends, co-workers all employ loving acts, yet silence... licking, ankle rubs eye winks,...

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VIGNETTE FORM an example In the base motor pool See an off-limits card school- A scheming Bilko takes the pot Hoodwinking top brass was his game, Fast talking his claim to fame. Vignette=a 5 line light verse that tells a short story some further examples as below VIGNETTE-ALL OF A ZITHER Across Vienna's old town In a sewer underground, They tracked down..Harry LIme, A Third Man...

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She is hot and cold, keenly engaged then a distant horizon. She is like cotton candy, so sweet and pretty but in one bite evades me. She doesn't respond to my deep probing questions impenetrable. But when she is with me the whole world reverberates the passion we share. Immersed in love's gaze I see her soul leaping spontaneously. Always a question whenever we meet is who are you today. When...

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Love Is... I Elusive mist passes through her fingers Love envelopes and clings hot and humid Once dry she wonders if she ever felt anything at all Parched she cracks and awaits the rain II Swimming deep and then buoyed to the surface She bubbles with excitement Glorious joy infuses her being Love engulfs her as she drowns III A cool glass beaded with moisture In control...

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Vignettes and clips Fling sober mind trips; Watch heavy heart skip Tears ooze with mood flips. Wherever I roam, Feelings promptly sigh; Tender thoughts of home Ply through august skies. Touch of warm July Sun-drenched pathways bright; I hear stray bird cries In this sunny light. So I weave a tale As verse comes around; Let silence avail Unknown yet profound. Home is a fond place Where heart finds true rest; Where soul...

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I crave for them in weaves of light And scan life’s vignettes on my mind Their charmed love wraps me day and night By the porch, his guitar sings bright Relieving heart’s joys so entwined I crave for them in weaves of light My grandma's laughter soft and sprite My grandpa's brown eyes, firm yet kind Their charmed love wraps me day and...

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sublime quilt of dormant shimmers in lethargic winter sunshine stretched on shivering earth as finger caresses of peace. turning variegated world into a room filled with feathers floating from bursting womb of sailing pillows on azure. pouring wisps of manna from chalices in heavens, falling through misty translucence to salve blisters on breast of earth in chilblain. muted rhapsodies of drizzles resound as whispers of snow crystals with soar throat humming ambiguous...

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