Best Blurring Poems

the raspy whisper

finally
 
gets my full attention -
wistfully I smile
..for its persistence reminds me of you..

the crisp red leaf 
scuttles scrapingly
across the gray pavement
to and...

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What if love is the religion,
and heaven a voice 
with no ego; 
synchronized in 
harmonious hope,
speaking dialects
of kindness?
What if hell is a myth, 
and evil...

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there's too much sorrow...
don't you know
we are all going to die
a starting point always beckons a finish
sooner or later
no matter how
peaceful or painful
that final moment...

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A t   f i r s t,   a   l a z i l y   f l o...

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The night fell all around me

sunshine washed away

 by salty drops

dripping down

onto my pillow

blurring my mind


I saw visions 

beautiful visions

Bright as day

Her light was there...

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I did a video of a poem that was Poem of the Week. Here is the link to the original poem. 

http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/too_much_sadness_for_me_711084

With all that is...

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8.Reading

I see them all rise to an endless sky.
Tumbling burnt pages from raging fire,
To leave ash of closer, to pacify.
A single deep breath near flaming...

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We lived in a crooked house.
Built on a muddy mound of hope with the corpse of yesterday half buried beneath
Sad eyes and smiley faces. A...

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“Within the fog the distant mountains strain
Bruised in shades lavender and forest green
Each angle decomposing ~  ~  ~ in the rain”

While dreary dawn,...

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(Thank God, when I posted my poem a second time , I could enter it in the contest. But I am retaining my old post...

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i thought i could see clearly
clearly was an overstatement

there you were
an intruder in my concealment
leading me astray
insidiously blurring my vision

yet i pursued you without hesitation
uninterested...

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SWIMMING UPSTREAM

It seems I always 
swim upstream 
against the current.
re-creating struggles 
of conflicting contradictions
and unsweetened scripts
at odds with others
in deeds and words
a emotional dissonance 
played...

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NO WINTER THIS YEAR! NO NONE AT ALL!

no winter this year, no! none at all!
the ducks dilly dally, honeybees in the fall!

my dry cleaners said...

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Adrift is smoke, that rises into the shape of a question mark...
Blurring the vacant night, with a ceremonial arc

Tomorrow, under a different sky, in a...

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It is in the blowing of winds and thoughts-
In the Fragments of coherence. 
Beauty swings. Laughter slides.
The sun-tanned sands of time crawl
In metaphorical rhythm. 
Meaning...

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