Five micropoems with images

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by @d-pend
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Happy Friday! Recently, @owasco posted a collection of poems that reminded me how much I enjoy shorter-length poems. I thought I would try my hand at writing a few and create some composite images to go along with each one. After that, I am going to repeat them without the images in between, as some prefer text only. In a comment below, let me know which was your favorite, or even write a micropoem of your own in response :-) Have a great weekend ahead!

darkless

through the bright haze
of progress—
inscrutable stars
play hide & seek
in the grey-lit city night.
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prison break

I sit and think—
—half-feverishly—
of a phrase in the shape
of a jail-door's key.
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infrastructure

tendons, joints creak;
hands reach, interlace—
form a sanguine bridge,
over a heartless place.
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ear-worms

discordant motifs jostle
—subterranean—
through tunnels to the tram:
launch into a waiting train,
and mingle silently.
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impressionable

my mind:
the kind of putty
that stretches
until it gets too cold
and snaps.
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darkless

through the bright haze
of progress—
inscrutable stars
play hide & seek
in the grey-lit city night.

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prison break

I sit and think—
—half-feverishly—
of a phrase in the shape
of a jail-door's key.

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infrastructure

tendons, joints creak;
hands reach, interlace—
form a sanguine bridge,
over a heartless place.

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ear-worms

discordant motifs jostle
—subterranean—
through tunnels to the tram:
launch into a waiting train,
and mingle silently.

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impressionable

my mind:
the kind of putty
that stretches
until it gets too cold
and snaps.

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