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POEM STARTER
Write a poem about a moment in life which seems fleeting.
Maybe it's a moment you wish could last longer, or a short period of pain that goes away.
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They say to do it for the hell of it
But forget about the Heaven
Of the moments in between
After
The laughter, the rosy red blemish
The lean on the shoulder,
The slight nudge to get closer
Moments captured in rafters
Raptured by laughter
Ravaged by
And wrapped in
A pristine melody, a song
Of memories to be
Stripped down to
Naked humanity
Not of savage depravity
But where dreams begin to ...
Every time I go outside I always hope to see known faces from the past in the crowd
I look around for familiar cars that you could step out of
And today I saw one of those faces at the grocery store
I was hoping you would look up to me and see my face
Maybe even start up a conversation
However you didnāt
And I didnāt have the guts to come up to you
I convince myself that Iāll see you soon...
August comes, and the wound passes.
Slow.
Thick and bitter, I choke it back.
I choke, I choke, I choke.
It suffocates;
I watch it settle.
Mesmerized, I watch you leave.
Tire tracks in the driveway
your coat still hangs on my door.
Ink on pages, I stain my fingers.
Scarlet on my hands
a book, discarded.
Cassiopeia, Ursa Major, Canis Minor.
Constellations the only witness
of my decay...
There she was in white,
dancing with demons
in the night.
The moonlight kissed her in darkness.
Embraced by both dark and light.
As I stood there and watched them move in synchronized moving parts.
With a smile on her face.
The delicacy that is happiness.
Her beauty, I just wanted a taste.
It could be fate we would meet again.
But nothing is promised in such a dark place. Empty voids and em...
Braille skin, from wet wind
Exposing hairs as if they're fleeting
Noticing a skip in rhythm, in your heart, as it's beating
Stomach lifting like a railroad track's presence noticed speeding
And you catch up to each breath let out, while gravity is leaving
Hold on or let go? scared to death, and tired of grieving
Can't control the unknown, so to float, may show weakness
Let's forget about our bones...
iām climbing up, up a tree,
reaching for a sky far beyond,
but oh- my foot catches, i fall,
i hit the ground-
wake up!
wake up, they say,
with wet noses and eager paws,
thereās a ladybug in front of my eyes,
and spring flowers in the air,
wake up, itās time to go!
and I do, I wake, I go, away
I run far and I run free
through trees and forests, through lakes and sky
wings of birds on my back and ...
One long night
New to love, the smell of your hat had me in a trance.
Walking those cold streets. Meeting in front of the keys night after night to be with you just one more time, a once nostalgic memory.
Making footprints in the snow, comparing our feet.
Cracking yourself open with stories of your life, good and bad.
Dreaming of not only our life but a routine.
Those little moments that made ...
Iām at the park, grandpa pushing me on the swing
Just a kid, running circles around him, every lap adds to the rings
Grandpa stands still as a tree, smiling, watching
I take it for granted, no concept of this moment that is so brief and fleeting
Iām growing older, climbing higher
He was there on my journey, helped me put out the fires I played with, no surprise there
Giving me advice, he saw himse...
The gods were once nothing,
Minute and minuscule back in the day,
Hercules a limp nobody,
Raising to plump unfathomable fame.
Circe an overgrown weed,
And then bewitching with her overbearing gaze.
Does transfiguration occur whisperingly?
Does it emerge solemnly?
A discerningly gradual affiliation,
Gingerly coursing your rippling spine?
Is it an enticing whisper cradling you to slumber,
Iām par...
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