Some Really Short Poems.

A Breakfast Mourn.

Raise my toast
to love once spread
now melted to oblivion
across her wry face.

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Unclaimed Treasure.

Somewhere she waits

in quiet elegance,

undiscovered,

a carbon copy

of my dreams,

the perfect

diamond in

the rough

of my life.

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Just A Glance.

Spring hadn't yet
when her
forget-me-not
blue eyes
melted my
wintering soul.

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Sun Of A Beach Is Gone.

Clouds ballooning,

floating outward

dot the heavens,

blotting my sun.

 

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Sorrow's Impact.

Sapphire eyes

water ballooned
broke,

as paler blues
leaked below.

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From The Quaking Moge Pit.

How macabre
as the earth
played out its
rocking Rhicter scale,
while graveyards
of dead,
danced horizontally
in thier boxes.

 

 

©-MFB III