Best Adler Poems

Across the moor
To Wicken Fen
Where brume swallows all
Into mire, of the life,
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(On reading Guy-Adler Dorelien's
poem, 'To Speak the truth')

'To speak the truth
Is to free a caged bird,'
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Freudian Slip

Don't take this as a flippant quip
But you know what's showing?
Your Freudian Slip

You may think you're ultra hip
But your subconscious speaks 
Through the words...

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As I lay here dying, I see the light at the end of the path, but I don't want,
Don't want to walk towards it.
As I...

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ask the moon

two approaches
two dead ends.
love doesn't die it just slips into your
back pocket
shifting uneasily
like detached spiders legs
you must remind it
that there's no where left...

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"I am everywhere, I am nowhere, a shadow unchained and 
unleashed. The world made me this way, so let the world suffer."  ...

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i once had a girl who was
kind 
never mean
treated me so sweetly
best I ‘de ever seen
we skipped and jumped 
and sang with joy
shared ideas 
and...

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“Love wishes to perpetuate itself. 
Love wishes for immortality”. -  Mortimer Adler


I feel my soul is carried away by the tide of time
from my...

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it may not seem 
to the naked eye
that fire burns
in a stifled cry
that sparks arise 
that never fly 
that lips without
words
hungrily unpry
in the verdant valley
of...

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in the waterfall 
of random thoughts
spherical occurrences
linear streams
tentative transitions
blurry-edged scenes
where is it
from whence did it come
I am superimposed
juxtaposed
in it  
undone
frothing about
tossing it out
world in...

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I have come 
to your 
sacred doorway
many times
with flowers
sweet words and
sultry rhymes
with entreaties 
and often a hunger
that would not
satiate
even after 
I had stripped
the vine 
of...

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it all begins
as One
the pistil and 
stamen
inseparable 
within the 
white lips 
of your
petals
pressed perfectly
paused
perfumed
perfused
by the hint
of desire
to see you
open
unfurled
awakened 
moistened
held in palm
of angels
ready
ready 
ready to...

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remember

i cannot recreate you
no matter how i try
to resurrect your laughter
or the twinkle in your eye
nor the touch of pure elysium
beneath my fingertips
as i so...

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love
makes itself
anyway it wants
between syllables
when you’re not listening
or the accidental touch
when no one’s there
in the 
“one two three”
before the heavy lift
and the slosh of a
bleach...

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20 years ago, I attempted this "sonnet" (c) Deo

Ebullient, animated anticipation
That delicious delay as I await the words
Precious and precise cascades of persuasion
In reference, refrain,...

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