Best Centrifugal Poems

A golden coin flipped into the sky
One side is absolute truth
the other side is stamped with lies
Hope it lands right/wrong side up
so you can partially...

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Searching for love is like a centrifuge ...
you gotta separate the chaff from the wheat,
you have to separate the sour from the sweet
Searching has you...

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Chimera of visual candy and sounds. I twirl my poetic skirt — the Magyar gypsy in me abandons time and space — the earth is...

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WHATEVER, WHEREVER, WHENEVER!   

Imagine what goes through
Our minds in one day,
Perhaps millions of thoughts 
I would dare to say!
A complex computer of 
Crisscross...

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Tesla’s mind, A kinetic, static attic filled to the brim;
With magical ease he displayed his energy laboratory.

In centrifugal dance, grey matter clogs to universal energy;...

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   "I have seen and heard the vibrancy of dreams, 
and the way 
of the crossings-through the ills 
and through...

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Centrifugal force
Would spin us away from Earth
But for gravity...

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 Everywhere, in dark and light, 
are always watching eyes.
Way out in space, 
glowing orbs, 
some of gold; 
watch through celestial layers.

Sift through the layers,...

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When we think of traveling we most often think of going from one location to another. That’s good but I sometimes like to return in...

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			The Test by Nicanor Parra, Translated by T. Wignesan

	What’s an antipoet:
a trader in urns and coffins?
a priest who does not believe in anything?
a general who...

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I Am The Dead Poet


Strains of Bach’s Brandenburg,
And billows of brown smoke
Rise up together like crazed conniving snakes
Here in the toxic suburban shadows
Where once again,...

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"The Emperor’s New Clothes"

We write about beliefs
our prayer flags flying 
like chrysallis books on a branch 
of those higher deities we trust, 
submerged, we are...

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"It [Communion] is the liberating experience of the Authentic Self recognizing itself in others--the many coming together as One in egoless freedom and the mutual...

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R.I.P.
by Michael R. Burch

When I am lain to rest
and my soul is no longer intact, 
but dissolving, like a sunset
diminishing to the west...

and when at...

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Universes of time, aged stars;
Silent and bright, how they swirl.
Each one lights its own corner of the heavens;
each stands as one body;
serving the universe, alone.
They...

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