Best Ascending(A) Poems

majestic he seems, staring down at me
with provocative, charcoal-cavern eyes
challenging me to forge upward
massive boulders, slippery streams and fallen trees
arduous obstacles he puts before me

shall I take his dare
perhaps ascending a few steps closer
to cerulean heaven
reach out to touch the kaleidoscope rainbow
an arc above this...

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I saw them in the sunlight hovering
above the fragrant bushes on our street.
So many different hues of them! It was inspiring.
Beautiful bright ballerinas drawn to scents so sweet
were for me a wondrous and surprising treat.

So many kinds I witnessed; some rather large, some small.
On one...

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When passion roars 

in our bosoms 

for mounting on horseback 

that breaks through fortresses

or mounting a cloud

to plant in its whiteness

the banners of madness

or ascending a star

to break in its space 

the barriers of silence 

it’s alright to search for a myth 

in whose folds...

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Alizarin azaleas
in the myrtle moss
where my flax feet cross
to the saffron sand,
in my magenta mind...
Beneath a cerulean sky
where the fuchsia fowl fly
to a haematic horizon
for true lavender love, 
with my turquoise thoughts...
Ascending a viridian vortex
was my amaranth amour
with its vermilion vim
to your henna hands,
from my...

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I've a father who's known for ascending a clock,
a magnificent ticking antique.
In between twelve and one,
he began and was done,
not a scratching was heard nor a creak.

He was nimble that night, as he is everyday
when he teaches me all that he knows:
"Be attentive my son,
it...

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Leaving Adam


Eons advance and passed away.
Thought, theory, speculation and opinions, die.
Glancing through lenses, and squinting, at the sky,
Adam, pointing, at the twinkling specs, named the brilliant ballet.
 
 
So, following mankind, up the mountain,
And ascending a rocky path; we embarked.
My feet followed his, upward, to...

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Jesus called a child to him and said:
"And who shall receive one such child in my name receives me."
And so love the children
Love also the grandchildren.
For in ways life is a great circle.
We arrive at the start of the arc
And we are children.
Thus begins the...

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A Nation's Soul Bleeds
By: Tom Wright
11/7/01

Neath her fury,
was a soul cloaked in temporary jubilation.
'Mongst minds eye, came notions of revenge.
Whilst chill of night haunts her soul,
days are spent parting cobwebs, trying to validate life.
She envisions life as no more
than hyssop colored grass yielding liquid prisms.
Whilst...

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Grenfell tower 
ruptures the horizon, 
London's skyline is scarred
like a blackened diplodocus 
or a charred monument
for a laconic London bridge 
still burning

But look, 
linen wraps its iron-bones
mumifying the city's underclass-
an icon for future generations 

oppressively, 
grief hauls a heavy granite cross 
as sharp rocks splinter...

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For every action there is a equal and opposite reaction like the striking of billiard balls but when worlds collide souls in twist and become bonded in ways people would never think. Being behind the eight ball is a stress all in it self but...

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What I told Bill
My voice unchanging and shrill
Was about life in water necessitating gills
And the ones on fire, grills
The left spaces for man to fill…
And it should be mainly about his will
But not less intensely his zeal

The same I had disclosed to Jill
But it didn’t...

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two wings and a spirit of grace 
aerial ventures, I better brace  
portals venues open space   
time slows down we embrace  
suddenly ascending a staircase 
I espy an Angel, made of lace.  

...

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They had for him come in a cab:
Mister Sabinus for short, Sab, 
A guy with the gift of the gab
To receive wounds or the wounds grab...

If only he'd leave fast - A Crab!
He'd prevent what handkerchiefs dab,
His movements had often been drab,
For which reasons they...

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Alone in blissful radiance
Awakened inner sentience
Feels the bliss current
Ascending a steep gradient
As we observe
Without reserve
Our trust childlike
Allowing the bliss spike
A natural miracle
Water seeking its own level

Within

21-August-2020...

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Constructed, casting a common customary cornerstone
Sublime, super-strong skyscrapers successfully survive
Like many other matters, aren't these too destruction-prone?
They break and fall, partially or wholly, like a beehive.

Composed creatively; catchy; captivating; classic
Mysteriously melodious; maddens many minds.
Wafts in waves as each notation of it is dynamic
Which music, yet,...

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