Best Abstracted Poems

I am the MILKY WAY.

I am Mechanically Meticulous,
Maneuvering my way through life with
Malleability,
not showing the true Masterpiece of my Mind
(complex like the Milky Way).

I am...

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in silence i stand
wistful recollections
censure this mind
unfolding fragility of fate
lost in soft shadows of time
nothings irreplaceable

death's cold hand touches me
between the whispers and the sighs
of...

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(on the basis of Max Ehrmann’s Desiderata)


Be calm, because it's vanity of vanities,
reach harmony taking a truce.
Be generous, despite “in vino veritas” 
all in the...

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A mind puzzled by distortions around,
To extreme patters like vast stars when burst.
It spins abstracted in squares, all around;
Like a wild beast dying of utmost...

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Good poetry is like an Old Master
Crafted with expert skill imbued with soul
No abstracted throwaway disaster
Or a bland undistinguished casserole
Of poor ingredients cooked up faster
And...

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https://medium.com/@christylrivers/are-you-for-real-b892f0d16d87

Everything that is real to human beings
Is not so real anymore
We invented money and gods and robots and twitter-feeds
We sit behind a blue glow
Wondering where...

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like a dying flame
            looking down
from
a 
fired coloured
      ...

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Twenty-four seven completes with only twenty-four hours of sleep.
I am up against the wall.
All day on my feet.
Pacing the halls.
I stop to brush my teeth.
A...

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THE UNKNOWN GOD

Heavy the burden, but light is [the way].
That’s when you put the Lord [in its place].
The sun may not be shining, but your...

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abstracted bass, cacophonic drums echoing.
fretting guitars, humming in jubilation.
knackish lyrics, melancholy narrated opus.
phrased quartets, rare sonorous texture.
upbeat virtuoso, windy xaphoons yodel Zep....

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A DIFFERENT EYE 
(When I Think of David Bowie)

When I think of David Bowie, 
every song he sung was showy.
He was sinewy, not doughy, 
cause...

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The reading of Villon poems at West Berlin’s Free University, Winter Semester 1957-58
            ...

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Its Hidden Messages in my Texts
worth Examining 
you can see the Chosen from The Strangling
beatens an chains
all linked to a prophecy ordained
I've looked through documents...

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Illusions,symbols of childhood,
coloured filled swathes of painterly
hues.A  private fantasy in slow
motion suspended in space.An
abstracted blur in flashbacks of
yesteryear,caught in a daydream....

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—Agonizing Moment, the Hour of 0846 and Thereafter, 09/11/2001—
 
When Pearl Harbor sank to the bottom of water
this nation wailed for enormous pain. However, to...

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