Best Analyzed Poems

To a less than discerning eye
Illusive beauty is not found.
An artist may observe it there
In any ordinary thing. 

There is beauty not apparent
To a less...

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I was once really new to our Poetry Soup,
and I knew I should try to join in with the group;
post my poems on-site to be...

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You say you love me but you’re not
You say you’re going to fight and give it all you got
You say you find it hard to...

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He told me to write a poem
About beauty, wind blowing
Hair tossing , dream making stunning
Gorgeousness of living
Beauty addicts and blind ambitions
Movie stars and historical happenings
Formal...

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A terrible storm in wait
Caught by a laughing flood

While his beard grows
Several laborious hours

For the animals a floating rescue
A journey to a new adventure

Take your...

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In a perfect world
everyone's visions
would come to fruition,
but of course that couldn't happen
(given our nature)
and thus would end up in contradiction.

Perhaps it's because
we ask the...

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My life is very insular, I move from page to page
never straying far from words which prance upon the written stage.

like a sputtering engine my...

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As I walked, one morning, alone, by the sea,
Thinking of nothing but myself and me,
I noticed, above the roar of the ocean,
A splashing, and thrashing,...

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I had this terrific Idea for a poem 	                ...

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It was a loving relationship
Meant only to enjoy,
Never to be analyzed,
Not intended to destroy.

It was nice at the beginning
Full of warmth, and love and fun
Until...

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Do not give up when others tell you to
The so-called experts cannot see your heart
They clearly do not see the inner you

They have their own...

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Twas the night before Christmas in 2054
The only sound being robotic mice on the floor
Our digital wish-lists were hung with ultra-precision
above the virtual fireplace in...

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 A TRIBUTE TO JAMES FRASER: "IT'S NOT AN ACCIDENT"

Accidentally clicked but perhaps, its the angels 
bewitched who bring me to your poem pages. Scanning
closer,...

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The frost is in my toes, 
                  ...

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