Short Fingerprint Poems

Chapel suite rebirth 
spiritual jacuzzi flight
restless man in space....

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Though I walked a mile
I will still smile
my fingerprint sticks for awhile
As I step through a file
my deeds maybe vile
but my hands are wile...

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above
  the battlefield
a flock
     of sound:
somewhere
         between
Spring
         remembers
to awake,
          with
invisible kisses..
  leaves..
    its
      fingerprint...

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Something that you can't forget
Embedded in our minds
A mystical reality
Like when your lips met mine
A song of sweet surrender
Or a fine aged bottled wine
The lightness of a pure event
A fingerprint of time...

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An onyx ink impression
spirals in unique form,
from the dizzying loops
etched in soft flesh--

where furrows weave
like trenches in the earth,
dotting the surface 
with ridges and islands
that protrude in 
evidential patterns....

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Love is indescribable 
said one person to anothe'

its fingerprint original
unique, yet understandable

no cloying sentiments
no mal-worded melodrama

perhaps upturning a hand
to fill its palm with whispers

maybe an echo of 'love you'
sighed by a smiling heart

Love is indescribable
said this person to another...

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Fingerprints make us all definely unique
These swirly skin lines tell our personal story 
Every interaction, even a glance it could be
Leaves a fingerprint on all of us invisibly
So let's leave in others, what we want to see
The future is in our hands, at our fingertips actually.




Bite Size Poem No 22' Contest Info...

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Treasures in the dark

We are like treasures in a dark and lonely place, 
refracting his light,
For all to see,

Like in an open treasure chest we sparkle,
never wishing to go dim, made dirty with all my pain and sin.

Instead we are treasures of his wonderful design, individual,
like a fingerprint, 
that can not be copied....

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I ripped the skin off my fingers, I didn’t want a fingerprint that had touched you to linger. 

You could never deserve the feeling that my fingers could grace your skin, spat out your kisses as if I didn’t love the taste of toxicity that dribbled down my chin. 

Never known a love to stay, they always crack and crumble to my dismay....

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My mouth is bound      
By unspoken words	
Refusal to allow	 
Emotions to be	 
Revealed
The danger of
My silence
Of unspoken words
Teases 
Flirts
With occasional
Mental escape
Endurance
Insurance
These lucid
Lies of truth
Fingerprint my 
Frustrated heart
Alone, yet
Not apart
From
Unspoken words
From 
Transparent relief...

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God switched on the sun light.
the budding leaves aglow.
dimmer switch brightens sight.
hues of woodland, gung ho.

rise from bulbs, leaves like wings,
soaked in water-retreat.
glass vase - fingerprint clings.
tulips cupped, bittersweet.

sans leftovers of crumbs,
spotless rug brings to mind
the conversation hums,
ham and turkey rewind.

4/18/2022...

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"FINGERPRINT"


the paper and the pen
were invented to 
imprison our scream.

the typewriter
invented to turn our 
tears into bullets.

eventually,
everyone gets tired of
hearing your pain,
they just want theirs
to be heard.

had someone listened,
it would’ve been the
death of me.

now,
only,
death is the death of
me…

and I wait

patiently.



By: Chicano Eddie...

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Sea of the cold hollow sandS
Traveling in the chaos TiamaT
Absolutely Absolvent empty AmbrosiA
River of currents, culling-hands that steeR
Saguant navigation of bouyant bendS
Carbon fingerprint, ethereal and cosmiC
Runes of bands-shapeshifting acrostic BezieR
Endless coil, kiss of anathema, soiled-absolutE
Anti by the light of the moon, it is Death in a comA
Morpheus embed, with cold -ante rooM...

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Who doesn't feel your purse
A rich yet poorly managed cat
Hidding it's feaces in heads
Who just wish to find 'true love' as they call
Oh monster
You tear me down with a fingerprint
Size my head to the decays of my being
Shape words and cloud fears
Sending hot drops as they going gets tough
I know you
I have felt you
But I still want you
Who is the 'God of heart's?
Can we ever triumph fully?
Tell me yours...

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Who doesn't feel your purse
A rich yet poorly managed cat
Hidding it's feaces in heads
Who just wish to find 'true love' as they call
Oh monster
You tear me down with a fingerprint
Size my head to the decays of my being
Shape words and cloud fears
Sending hot drops as they going gets tough
I know you
I have felt you
But I still want you
Who is the 'God of heart's?
Can we ever triumph fully?
Tell me yours...

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I've been kissed by ghosts a thousand times
searching for people hidden
an aged magazine
filled in voices of shadows 
blind fingers
chaotically touching the third eye
retain silence
screaming my name
caved
the fury of a tsunami wipes
last fingerprint...

who just walk past
it's not welcome on the altar
of my soul
barefoot 
written first love story
the only room 
for
my body
faith
purity
and
ETERNITY.

...

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Candle light
Incandescence overlain with grime

Starry night
Shared soundless echoes

Sunset
Filtered reality, fingerprint detail

Bricks
Lasting dust of labourer

Pencil marks
Temporarily lead on

Wired
Release from malleable cage 

Sink into dreams
Existence grabbed from beneath

Clouded view
Thinned eyelids obscure insight

Tapestry
Lose hours for immortality

Pass notes
Evidential transference of notion...

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Once upon her time
she filled their spines with precious gems.
and they walked straighter.
Pearly faced with leopard mind.
A dreamy lace for hopeful men.
Stiletto tapped star(amplified),
they romped around the loins of time.
Played boomerang with happiness
'til the rocket fuel went dry.

Death chose to be her sable beau.
She left us wasted on plates of lye and crow.
We, the necklace of dying gems
(the fingerprint of hopeless men)....

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Listen to poem:

nostalgia hovers
in the backroads
of my mind

memories
both harsh
and beautiful
bubble up
to the tune of
integrity

break out
unfettered
in a dance of
effervescence

in both a
soft and bold
array of colors

uniquely
crafted
as a distinct
fingerprint

a soul print
on butterfly wings ~


AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on July 1, 2020 for contest STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (4) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST...

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A cool midnight ride 
Down the narrow spine
Of black water’s edge

Tattoos and chrome silver flashing
Beneath the strobe sparking streetlights
Astraddle warm engine metal

Fascination behind cannabis eyes
Within the brain leaves a hot fingerprint
Skin tingling beneath denim and leather

Rock-and-roll heartbeat run to the Deception Pass 
Upon island’s northern tip spans suicide’s rail
Rider glides bridge’s span through hovering white clouds...

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Blessed Redhead

Let the fire fall from the skies
Let Heaven choose a few
To harness the light
A beauty unknown to man
A fiery mane of burning hair
Lit by the god’s graces
With ivory skin
Covered with countless freckles
Each a fingerprint from Aphrodite
Only a few are blessed with such beauty
They have tempers to match their hair
Fiery yet controlled by passion
A rarity in this world
To be admired, treasured by man
Loved as no other should...

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pieces of my heart, like m&m’s tossed up in the air.
cracked shells in stanzas, chocolate covered hands.
tears melt, ice cubes shatter, scatter-brain affair.
exhaustion of merry-go-round emotions, blurring of wonderland.

i sort m&m’s into rainbow strands, fingerprint hues.
search for golden words to place in picture frames.
cognitive digits, creatively divide poetic stanzas - reds to  blues.

1/28/2017

SEVEN FOR CHAOS AND ORDER CONTEST/NETTE ONCLAUD...

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The immense joy is momentarily blurred by a block of pain to the neck.Your silent presence shortly follows. 

The silence causing sudden concern, when moments later your elegant cry fills the ears of those around.

Three takes the place of two and any sense of void is filled with the delicate smell of milk. Your sleepy presence causing quite a stur. 

Vulnerable yet undoubtbly brave, your little spirit; giant and grand.

A tiny fingerprint, touching our hearts....

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Precarious me
Render this plea
Surrender to
An android sea

A robot who
A Doctor too
Will we survive
The skill of you

You've taken heart
And left in place
Cold fingerprint
Mechanical race

You've made me to
This carbon shell
A man who walks
But isn't well

The lot of us
Will know no pain
But in your wake
Can be no gain

As zombies we
Will do no more
Then wander earth
A silent score

Emotion lost
You're in control
The human race
Has lost its soul...

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There's a wicker bin in a blue flame corner.
Overflowing onto rooftops of broken homes.
Empty hospital beds - the echoes from bomb craters.
Into war zones and shrunken veins of hopelessness...

A billion words in the bin-wrapped in burlap ribbons. 
Sewn into the satin fabric of faith.
Pulsing with heartfelt wishes.
Rosary beads ground into fingerprint whispers.
Filling with tears and desperation.

There's a bin in a forgotten corner.
Overflowing with the bones of unanswered prayers....

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