Best Adhesion Poems

The gap between us is so wide
You’re so distant away from me
Now I understand we’re worlds apart
But I know I perfectly played my part
I was wishing time will give us a chance.
But little did I know you were off for another dance.
Yes, now I know...

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The secrecy that ad-libbed by the muteness
Embraced fervency aroused by the speechless
The darkness that mildly faded by the moonshine night
He gently took hold of time
Holding her by his arm, softly he lauded 
The moment with rhyme –
Three melodic words as he whispered 
Broke through his...

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My man, can you be the one?
My age will not be the reason.
We can go out in the sun,
and be us in any season.
We had a day of joy and fun,
we can not be a few heathens.
Oh my, we can...

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outside
inventoried oval-stoned
cathedrals appealing
chiming crimes of passion
woke citronella
fog
hung in cement-hamocked snowdrifts
cloaked slow on slick-stained windowsides
tenement sheets
with the pomegranate notes
of rhythms unrhymed
   while all the uptown laundromarts
rising up
from insomniac-scrambled sidewalks
corked-copper moon tumbling earthward
like a sweet
sweatshredded pennants
   of sun-saliva silks on rain-dribbled cotton
then
cherry-flat footsteps...

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Spartan are the white walls were once hung draperies
And things papered, paneled, plastered...
Yet, 'tis so no more. 
Now all is white and wan and sickly, 
And the ghostly shadows of the accoutrements and impedimenta that once 
Gaily festooned this quartet of walls, they are all...

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The shell game moves with lightning speed

Fueled by deceit and endless greed

On and on the pundits roll

Pontification seems to be the rule

No adhesion do we see

As they fracture us into bickering fools

While we’re on our knees they steal our tools

Aren’t you tired of your furtive...

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firstly notice the neatly combed hair
arms and hands would be needed for that
I detect something amiss
the breadth of those shoulders
not those of a keen swimmer 
how location and the individual attributes conflict
whilst beauty is only skin deep
I smell a rat when skin isn't skin deep
I'm...

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My first wish is to acquire as much as possible knowledge
and to learn science economics and other things to acknowledge.
And to perceive the whole world as one for world cohesion
and to thus eliminate the gaps among persons with all adhesion.

My second wish is to understand...

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Before my mid-life realization
My life was like
Sitting naked 
In an empty bathtub

With my knees 
To my chin
My arms wrapped tightly 
Around my thighs
A blank expression 
Upon my face

My skin 
Dry and shriveling 
From lack 
Of an adequate supply
Of that life sustaining 
Elementary particle

Every so often
A...

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It seems the roots of our humanity
    Began its civilized nature upon land.
As much as nearby waters flowed & nourished,
    Firm ground was needed as most would stand.

Like the seas, the earthen mounds seemed endless,
    Stretching...

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as a cild it hat often been the box that mattered
          
          it gave shelter and comfort and held no surprises

      ...

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intercellular space of
kindness
absolute adhesion in
the track of 
life blue river flows
quietly some dogs are
swimming pretending
attracting forces of hormones
surface tension rises
the green sea was calm
and peaceful...

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you're the one that sold me on the crescent moon
a salesman selling ad space, a contract signed by noon
I bought it all with your sweet smile, paper signed with blues
filed in your manila folder with other papers of different hues

I reread the manifest, I'm absorbing...

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such

succulent

trauma

spits

in

the

face

(when the beat is laid quickly the myth is erased)

when the colors bleed slowly

(when the adhesion it takes)

when the bells they ring sweetly

(when the pigs turn to snakes)

such

sacrosanct

sapphires

sparkling

in

the

silver

rain

(when the oil slicks echo visually the pain)

when the electricity flickers

(when the audio is turned down but the...

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