Best Break Open Poems

she is tranquillity
yet lava flows in her veins

cut her open and you'll burn

she is Eve's apple
nemesis to patriarchy

one bite and you'll bleed

she is a rainbow
an...

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My life, like everybody else’s, is a treasure trove
with a mine from which one’s treasures are derived.
The familial bonds we form are platinum; our friendships...

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Held unyielding in your narrow mind
is the ignorance which keeps you blind.
Building dams will only hold you back
from accepting that white is not black.
Like a...

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I see three doors before me.
The one to the left is blue, a beautiful lupis blue
with ornate lacework in its center.
Parisian-esque, it looks likes an...

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On the edge she sits, a frail nonentity;
neither bloom nor spirit, nor secure identity,
as forlorn and shy she trembles, a man
asks her to dance, she...

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( An inquiry into form )

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There-                   ...

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Fated to Love


Best to simply weigh the heart with a poppy seed
Counter balance on granite
All its rhythmical surging
Its expeditious life
Amounts to nothing

Better then, not to...

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The Truth Behind the Eyes

The rivers of rapid radiance slide down your face
I try to embrace the words you write with so much grace
Fine flavors...

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Before morning sun was dressed for the day, 
the white noise came and shook the darkness,
like swells swinging ships on the French Passage, 
cargo ships...

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What have you done to us my child?
I tore my body to bring you here
He wetted his shirt with sweat to ink your books
23 years...

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I was taking a nap
And some old chap
Closed the coffin as he heard angels sing
Knock knock who's there
It's me! I'm not dead
Now open the damn...

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The Tiny Seed Opened


Deep the ponderous silent beginning
Rumbled its struggle to
And break open once upon its lilting

And thought
It lifted high some resounding
Gathered itself by pulse...

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Anger
What a sulfurous mess of molten evil
Troubles boil and surface
The singing of fine nerves within one’s self
This pushing of restricted buttons
Annoyance, Bitterness, Harm
Can one truly...

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Gone under the gripping waves of squally sea of sorrow
Remains of the castle I built with silver sands of dream,
Emerging out of the debris I...

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Line of Inquiry
“I wasn’t sure what it was he said but it meant a lot to me.”

When there was still daylight lingering,
And the wind was...

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