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search

 

seek within

 

the preermise to attain

 

through a Hollywood dream

 

dig deeper then ever before

 

another door bell rings

 

monitor the swing

 

little kids got the system

 

through a fragrance to appease

 

happy is a shallow notive prerssed in & out

 

blame, bitch & pout

 

the wires to focus

 

 

 

searching again

 

my faithful friend to depend

 

yesterdays swing

 

fall to the swing,

 

fragrance to the surface of the wind

 

bask in the vast expanse between power & love

 

double dipping transpired the super

 

Poetry At It's Best

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Kevin Watts, the brilliant site manager, started this as a project in 1999 with the flair

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Linger On

outside we must diss us to form a new brand of circus rejoice in us

memories fade in me the coast is clear from sleeve to sleeve,

the perfect melody leave come along with me you see

charts of  puree in the dull to sleep

 

love is formation spread across its bacon

love s the finest from him to dine with us]

bring on the noise we care bout the cause

freshest of late..,

 

longing lest it belonging

shaped clear behold the minutes to go

minutes to gain left formidable to see

left through the sonic flames

 

straight in the hurry of ever closer structure,]

my quest is to be a little bit older

very good in its helm partner

love is king

 

still smart as the wood

linger on...

Rocking Horse

 

 

a plate of fries left dangling on a woden sofa

 

building bridges to be no more

 

you waited for me in a harvest of exploits

 

the Boogy Man came to whistle in my ear

 

to let go of any inhibition

 

back in my stocking drawer

 

left hope to nothing more

 

move to soon'

 

 

 

onto the beating door

 

my mind was playing tricks on me

 

sought for further relief

 

the impulse toward addiction

 

 

 

so I sought for freedom

 

mercy felt on me

 

to egnite my flame of dire stockings

 

to willow in the ardent branch

 

 

 

promote the cause of freedom

 

the stained archer to yesterdays swell

 

some seek each day as a guest in hell

 

shows block the in between

 

Aura Star

Folder: 
I love post poems

Aura Star

beneath the rubble throughout
tumble thimble want to bee
sought through of curtain wanna be
circle through the defiance years to see
pudding in the cup just wait and see
there look at parting vestibules in there distance
I exist as a vapor then I am no more

yesterday is a given day today we seek not be this way
chosen in the vast amber to the knowledge we need to gain
labor in the sun have a bit of fun...,
chose the distance begin to run
Aura star take you very far
the horse will explain,
such as the Willow tree

distant to believe
parting of the leaves
in every source to believe
shake dreams from your hair.my innocent one
chose the day to have a bit of fun
Aura Star...

ice with snow feelings swept you ought to know
today I stand as a merchant swept in the Tumble Bee
chase past the trees quest to believe
look to the beauty one last time
arm be with harmony given one last time

Over The Woods

Over The Woods

A cottonwood surfaces in the reservoir
It uproots itself with the breath it has held

since the river rose over the woods
It rolls with life in the slap of waters

Trout swim between pines, the fly fisher
whips the lake and the lines

dropped from barely moving boats
tie men to calm spring canyon

Conjunction Junction What's Your Function

 

 

 

 

your poem throws me right into a nostalgia for it. The title of the poem alone captivates the reader and by the time one reaches the end of your beautiful verse, one feels the prairie in one's pocket. Simple down-to-earth images of "turkey", "rusty plumes" and "that other earth" in the poet's mind are not only powerful, but add a sense of humor, including that of carrying the earth in your pocket, which is part of your mindset. In fact, the poem does not only seed the earth inside the poet's mind, but, indeed, in the minds of his readership. Which is what a great poem does. The poet's exceptional craftsman is attributable to the subtlety, simplicity and imagery which make the verse flow and speak for itself :

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

today I exist through a heros twist paid fully to resist

 

inside of me grips the portion of sullen apathy...

 

 

 

Cuba is getting a bit colder after Castro took over

 

the in tuned harmony to its hidden beast reality

 

 

 

shelter through the leaves

 

taking over as you please

 

 

 

each haunted day we beg to borrow the need to pray...

 

fashionable Michelle Obama

 

 

 

silent through a fixture plain from deep enough to take over inside

 

conjunction junction what's your function

 

 

 

bargain basement blues

 

the set of Huey Lewis & The News,

 

a bunch of sprinkled dust scattered through the wind

 

late night bid in cell block 9 in prison,

 

 

 

those were the days getting caught in a purple haze

 

spot a high five to humbly keep your faith alive,

 

shadows break way from the frenzy within

 

Will You

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Control (2018)

I told you not to go

Then you went

When will you come back

When you told me 

You won't return

Beautiful Jesus Christ

Beautiful Jesus Christ

My hands raised high

All for you as

My heart speaks in

The tongue of your

Wonders

I give myself to

You everday

Baptize me in your

Blood

As the calm waters

Of the heavens 

Reach out and ran

Down on me your

Love