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Best Poems Written by Shayna Earnest

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Informed

every now and then
a firefly of the future
tells me a story

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Gun Control

Turns out that guns
lead to violence
and people killing
mostly just themselves
if the damn things
are just left lying around

However, tv leads
to vacant stares and
tv dinners
where the gravy
burns your lips and
the nuggets never get
warmed up enough

and if you eat enough
you can prevent gun violence
because your fingers become too
large to fit through
the trigger

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Afresh

Never were words
so quietly and powerfully
uttered with my
breath

than when I 
admitted that, 
yes,
I do indeed
love you

and I will follow
and lead
and tread lightly
and run hard

be both teacher and pupil

on this sojourn 
on earth with you.

We are now open to 
the promise
of a shared future
through sunrise 
and moonglow

moving with purpose
and fresh conviction
through the course of
all of our new days

there will always be
the thrill of our gaze

basking in the
pure lucidity of light
that illuminates
each other 
from
within.

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Bobcat Fringe

Let's cut our hair

locks lopped off in hopes of
style and convenience

only because everything in the media
had announced it so
to look one of two ways

stupid or not
the dichotomy of breathing
intermixed with thinking

a miscreant's
entreaty

based upon the logarithm of dog drool
of other's crisis mind fux=

a cute bob with fringe
perhaps, a beehive to capture errant thoughts 
in clouds of hairspray

like ricky lake eating more cake
like the earthy done shaky
like prickly pear sports shake
like trickling ear sweat bakes
like a crepe

just spend the time
emulsifying the generations
tell stories, freak out the other one
basically, have fun

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Ex Abrupto

Furtive
Closed-off
Your paramecium can not
invade my
paradigm.

Mow the lawn
and trim off the new
put it in a trimmings bag.

Hopefully our bodies
are ecologically sound.

It all returns to the beautiful
spinning
earth

but you will never again
be allowed to
invade my
mass-laden
earth-ridden
universe

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Do-Gooder

Effort may be a true sign of devotion.

It comes, most beautifully, in the altruism
of little gestures
unconscious
yet loving...

sometimes it is forced, as in a smile,
when the last thing we want to do
is bare our teeth
behind upturned lips.

Yet we will anyways,
since the one received in return is usually genuine.

occasionally, we exert ourselves in ways
which we never would have
chosen
but,
ultimately
are for the fortitude
of the kin, the folks, the village,

and we are the true reaper
of the life well-spent.

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Xpat

stubborn at the most
unfortunate moments
and quick with a
flabbergasted wit

he ambushes me from
the alleys in his mind
from behind
where four strikes
are uncommon
and frequently
commented upon

let's try to ignore the
inane flattery and take
into consideration
three screwdrivers deep
the fantastic premise this
is situated upon

apart-heid
has rendered my fat
and substance unfit
avocados are for brains
still, lavender for calm
we come together
in spite of
differing points of 
perspective

expatriated breaths
gasped and sighed at
in the dwelling I somehow fancied
as a home has suddenly become a
jail/reformatory/pilgrimage

a complex and refracted
reflected gallery of smiles
and countenances
not discourteous
simulateously entertained with quips
and the locking of eyes
with the neighborhood bulldog

he arrives again
with breath like linament
stale tobacco and promises
we bicker and yell

no promise as of yet has transpired
above a certain hell
of vacuous emotion

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Residual

wafting through the rafters
or through the cracked door window
it is sent ashamedly 
yet at the show last night
they passed it freely
like conversation
and better than
a simple
handshake
the music was mellow
the lavatories scarce and
the beers and hot dogs
plenty

it helps to flow
relax and perhaps
make lovely lapses of
thought
judgment
time and bide
such trivial endeavors

i remember the girl with the 
tattoo of the orange sun
and blue waves
on the tramp stamp
who was the one who
introduced me to ways of
Sappho
(and her lez roomie)
who let me know how
sweet
the buddha tasted when
from a fingertip staring
at the fishtank
and wondering if the tat
would heal after the hot tub
at Catalina Island
when the blond
used all the hot water
taking a sexy shower
with her
2 hour
boyfriend

Still
we strive past that to almost
midnight on a year that
reminds me of the rest
just with less

punctuation remains in the inane
and when I am alone with you
I feel like I want to die all over again

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Entrophy

there are the pieces strewn about,
without a semblance of order, unless
viewed from the vantage of secret places,

then the pieces find automation as I am looking at them,
and they reorganize and retract and coalesce
into a novel and whimsical order

they tell me that they, the pieces of my life,
are happier without me and without
the constraints I place upon them

happier when I allow them to act as they wish
as we all wait for the great equalizer...
what is most commonly refered to and forgotten, 
Time, 
As they like to say,
to put an order to the multitude of endeavors
and spurts of genius only we are capable of 
putting into motion,
but my tiny brain minions are
holding out for a greater leader.

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An Ode, of Sorts

ethereal mist surrounds my soul

light in the distance is soft music.

whispers say,

                 "There is no danger"

an orchid grows in the mist,

                      the midst

fear not the light of your soul

you may grow in its presence

                    if you will allow us to flourish.

Vulnerability is a gift if taken as so.

break free