Small Poems

Transcendence in unbendable independence depends upon mendable ascendance into resplendence of endless splendor as candles cast shadows against agains

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Transcendence in unbendable independence depends upon mendable ascendance into resplendence of endless splendor as candles cast shadows against against a dying light #smallpoems #lra2020 Day 2 reflection

which stitch in this niche will switch a glitch so instead it enriches kids in unhitched fitness to witness evidence pitched in fast-stiched quilts of

which stitch in this niche will switch a glitch so instead it enriches kids in unhitched fitness to witness evidence pitched in fast-stiched quilts of knowledge Find THAT string and ring its school bell #smallpoems

In slipstreams of phonemes dreams glean on wakes of namesakes that shake grammar as examiners in laminar flow Yet pressure swirls while sounds unfurl

In slipstreams of phonemes dreams glean on wakes of namesakes that shake grammar as examiners in laminar flow Yet pressure swirls while sounds unfurl in ambient velocities by champions of verbosity #smallpoems

After dark storms pass clear fallen branches from path the Way does not change #smallpoems #haiku

After dark storms pass clear fallen branches from path the Way does not change #smallpoems #haiku

I just need to see the need for me to exist in your eyes #smallpoems

I just need to see the need for me to exist in your eyes #smallpoems

Truth found on sounds dancing on hymns of a dying leaf Just fade into broken silence of an evening wind while our moon rises on forgotten surprises tw

Truth found on sounds dancing on hymns of a dying leaf Just fade into broken silence of an evening wind while our moon rises on forgotten surprises twisting in a long setting sun #smallpoems

#smallpoems Walls peel in spaces where rust fades seamlessly into dust at times slightest touch Green paint lurches into curled fingernails scratching

#smallpoems Walls peel in spaces where rust fades seamlessly into dust at times slightest touch Green paint lurches into curled fingernails scratching at nothing Leaves eat at tires flattened Soulless folds of rubber cracked by neglect sit heavy, holding onto pasts not worth recounting Broken chairs shards of plastic pointing nowhere empty bottles labels lon

Slip past lips of memory's swinging hips while it seizes all it pleases in silence eyeing violence sung in a cadence of can't #smallpoems

Slip past lips of memory's swinging hips while it seizes all it pleases in silence eyeing violence sung in a cadence of can't #smallpoems

#smallpoems Autumn sun slips hiding in hills holding a forgotten valley A crescent moon rises, slivers of hope fading a top a New England town Flicker

#smallpoems Autumn sun slips hiding in hills holding a forgotten valley A crescent moon rises, slivers of hope fading a top a New England town Flickering street lamps, dance in puddles, rippling upon uncounted potholes but washed away as Lights of patched up Colonials click on trying to fight Winter's Approach. In growing shadows factory windows lay bare str

Drowning in a Collection of Rumi and looking to my ear know Now I am no Poet Empty words. Spilled pixels lashed to frozen vessels sailing seas of impo

Drowning in a Collection of Rumi and looking to my ear know Now I am no Poet Empty words. Spilled pixels lashed to frozen vessels sailing seas of impossibilities in Doldrums of inferiority No More #smallpoems

To the Mable who will Grace our Table I thank thee for your life I will savor your sacrifice with' each slice of the knife You lived quite nights on E

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To the Mable who will Grace our Table I thank thee for your life I will savor your sacrifice with' each slice of the knife You lived quite nights on Ekonk Hill and I honor you for the bountiful fill #smallpoems

#smallpoems Keep your hopes and dreams Works for you, fine Me and mine More philosophy of Wu No hope. Only grind. Not dreams but schemes to the ways a

#smallpoems Keep your hopes and dreams Works for you, fine Me and mine More philosophy of Wu No hope. Only grind. Not dreams but schemes to the ways and means Keen on CREAM Build our reality. No remorse. No maladies. Just a course of Formalities. Our vision isn't Wishin to gather at hope's heatless hearth But spark a flame Seen miles from this Earth.

I want to be like The Girl in The Book I want to be Hope #smallpoems #foundpoem #unedited

I want to be like The Girl in The Book I want to be Hope #smallpoems #foundpoem #unedited

In shades of indiscriminate waves he plays on troughs of time cresting on hopes approaching shore #smallpoems #writingcommunity

In shades of indiscriminate waves he plays on troughs of time cresting on hopes approaching shore #smallpoems #writingcommunity

solution roll your own process take your mark and output what exactly? #smallpoems #foundpoems

solution roll your own process take your mark and output what exactly? #smallpoems #foundpoems

Hope floats above those devote a smoke that slips through fingers when doubts linger to those who grope for hope one soaks in broken realities amassed

Hope floats above those devote a smoke that slips through fingers when doubts linger to those who grope for hope one soaks in broken realities amassed in fists amiss in empty pyrolysis, as wishes wiff in stiff doses of hopeless reality #smallpoems

#smallpoems Hope floats above those devote a smoke that slips through fingers when doubts linger those who grope soak in broken realities amassed in f

#smallpoems Hope floats above those devote a smoke that slips through fingers when doubts linger those who grope soak in broken realities amassed in fists amiss in empty pyrolysis, as wishes wiff in stiff flames of frozen despair choking our air

wrote a poem explaining my eternal truth. Hit cancel, not Publish Knowledge lost Unrecovered #smallpoems

wrote a poem explaining my eternal truth. Hit cancel, not Publish Knowledge lost Unrecovered #smallpoems

lost my poems on corner of Truth and Broken Reality if found please Please return to next Poet. #smallpoems

lost my poems on corner of Truth and Broken Reality if found please Please return to next Poet. #smallpoems

quantum shame cast in a pale moon over our broken operator parsing extracts on the wind #foundpoem #smallpoems

quantum shame cast in a pale moon over our broken operator parsing extracts on the wind #foundpoem #smallpoems