Best Buffering Poems

There is always 
a dull longing
that goes unlabelled
and hangs a layer or two
below a joy, a pang
somewhere in the soul
that can't be coughed up
or cut...

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My dearest friend, I tip my hat to you
For all the wonderful things you do
I give you a thankful nod of my head
For the encouraging...

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The Painful Facts
The nervous system originates in the brain.
Nerves send and receive signals to feel pleasure, fear or pain.

A baby’s diaper rash causes crying, pain...

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So tell me was your soul weaved from platinum gold, liquified hot, bold mold when cold. 
Tell me was your soul seamed with blindfold string,...

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The nervous system originates in the brain.
Nerves send and receive signals to feel pleasure, fear or pain.

A baby’s diaper rash causes crying, pain and suffering,
Her...

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There’s a hole in my wall, a beautiful wall, 
A hole that’s made out of stone,
It’s where I live, beyond this stone hole,
This hole that’s...

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She so delicate of visage
Veiled in obscurity
Intangible appearances
Faceted in flowing black mists

Eyes buffering the vagueness lit
Piercing through shadow
Contained within
Turbulent metaphors of dusk

Tempting destiny uncontrolled
Splashing hot...

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Everyone 
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Oh my God! Am I ever sorry
I may have even forgotten your story
I ask of you to beg my pardon
Again I've eaten from the garden

The...

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nervous system originates in the brain.
Nerves send and receive signals to feel pleasure, fear or pain.

A baby’s diaper rash causes crying, pain and suffering,
Her torment...

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The clown

Circuit circuits
moving round in circles
swings and roundabouts
junctions dead ends
living closures and 
beginnings

The fool wise man
woman child in all
posits mocks
understands the world
beauty horror
misgivings paths
ahead and...

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If I had Angels wings,  I'd fly around doing good Angel things. I'd sprinkle lot's of Angel dust to make nice people be a...

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Distain, dripping now, from lying forked tongue
Transcending eyes upon shattered back door
Your poisonous breath has filled your black lung
My skin, silky beneath rough hands, has...

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I see a vision in my mind
My haunting, if you will
A still that's ever daunting
with it's futuristic chill

Through the middle of the frame
outstretched a wall...

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