Best Abandon Poems

Abandon through the flowing blue ice streams, 
          then rise to thirsty trees and fields of dreams. 

Abandon in the beige fields of Indian red autumn, 
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Abandon Dead Trails And Thy Sybarite Lust

If Nature's earthen-fires thy bosom holds
and thy heart's countenance mind's eye thus sees;
life serves best those adventurously bold,
walking worn paths, resting under its trees.

Seek in truth the great beauty God has made
the opulence of colors in blue skies;
let not...

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Abandon caution. Let the dance begin.
The dance of life you simply cannot shun.
Let worries go, so joy can now flow in.
Let bare feet touch the sand; stretch to the sun.
Let sun’s bright rays embrace you. Take the chance
that you’ve avoided; it’s still not too late.
And...

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I wish to live with true abandon
experiencing things more at random
Just like the first man Adam
drinking clean water
living with nature in tandem

Garden freedom body exposed
Unconcerned with cars or clothes
Easy does it anything goes
Touch the sky
feel the sand between my toes

A happy sort of ecstatic
The natural...

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Crying out to God for preservation
for He's the one to find refuge
confessing to God Himself you're my Lord
what a privilege to know He who is huge

Many sorrows afflict the ungodly
their names God will disown
for the Lord, I've chosen as my lot
in His presence, His glory...

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Years ago, you found me grounded with wings afraid to fly.
Toting smiles and truths of note, you paused to view my sky.
Was soon that I thought once, and you concurred twice,
that my wings and you could be a mutual, enjoyable device.
Years confirmed our intangible wares...

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Chimera of visual candy and sounds. I twirl my poetic skirt — the Magyar gypsy in me abandons time and space — the earth is mine — to mold, create as my God whispers splendiferous life, the ways of this sphere and paradise.

vainglorious words
floating in...

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As a child I would never have abandoned 
my family, my friends, or my dolls.
As a pre-teen the dolls were put away with reluctance,
because I never wanted them to feel abandoned.

As a teenager I realized I had to abandon 
some friends, in order to save...

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Poetry Soup 
Is like a ship
floating along without it's crew.
AI pirates 
are now steering the vessel 
but I'm not enjoying the view. 
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Dwelling abandon neglected
Not at all picturesque 
This decaying house
Been condemn now for nineteen months
From the roof to the porch
Harvesting ferns in garden
Overgrown growths wild grasses dandelions
Up the swaying staircase 
Window,door crack and broken a mess
The sun and wind whispers through the downspouts and eves
Condemn and...

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crimson heart tears fall

              pride      anger       hurt      fear  --  swept clean


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Bygone youth carelessly spent
Damaged goods years of torment
Guiltless heart cruelly scarred
Abandoned in junkyard charred

Spent days wasted nights crying
Torment focused on dying
Scarred and marred deep to the bone
Charred wishes on a moonstone



Submitted on March 9, 2019 to contest JUEJU-QUIJUE WITH A TWIST sponsored by CHARLES MESSINA...

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Loving me includes a two-for-one, challenging package
because I love and care for my grown, special-needs son.
He said his love’s sincerity held my son in its reality.
Loving him revealed my heart’s innate, soulmate measure,
and the tenderness two honed hearts can lovingly render.
Happiness surged and rose through...

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Stay is such a strong word
Some people are Stayers
Some people are Abandoners
Some people are stuck in-between
What do we call them...

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(The Hollow City Cycle include:
The Hollow City
I Remember You -- the city speaks
Last One Left)

No footsteps echo on broken stone,
only wind dragging secrets through dust.
The city sighs—
its breath made of ivy and rust.

Windows gape like hollow eyes,
watching nothing, remembering everything.
A carousel groans beneath twisted vines,
still...

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