Best Chalked Poems

In Our Blindness, Chalked Up To Just Be Fate

Life, its complexity truly astounds
astounds this old soul so sadly earthbound
earthbound but not without imagined flight
flight into...

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to my kindred soul
...i know you are out there
somewhere on the other side
across cobblestone streets
that scorn my feet, like hearts
on the pathways and wrong turns
of...

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Midnight. This white ward
drifts softly through chalked moonbeams
shifting walls argent to cream,
sifting sterile halls.
Full moon fingers reach within
touching each silvered sheet-shroud.

Jaded nurses drowse...
vials drip crystalline...

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Colorful Me LSD



Kaleidoscope euphoric psychedelic dreams
Rainbows colour perfect peaches and cream
Splashes orgasmic silhouettes of tiny screams
Cobalt rain droplets in a sunny set theme...

Tiny pearl spiders...

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Second row to the board!

These words could not just be ignored
     I’m thinking but a vintage few
    ...

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"50 Words for Poe: Temporal"



"Labyrinthine mind 
within chalked 
bones of cranium
lies the vestibule 
and shrine of
broken sacraments -
absent Advent,
Pentecost and
an "epiphany" 
solely lacking 
The All...

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for F. A.

You, in going a little way from yourself
Have gone a long way from my gullible ilk.
« I’m trying hard not to like you,...

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The skeletal remains are being chalked out,while mystery and intrigue are engraven, cryptic.Lying beneath, this freshly seeded idea;upon these grounds, the words are etched,what are...

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Squeezing out a saturated rag.
Torn asunder, pieces of a heart.
Head, eyes, lips, arms — sore-sag.

I’d thought I’d known weeping.
I was only dreaming; nightmares
hidden in caves,...

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These days I feel as if I'm being consumed 
by worry and uncertainty.
Unsure of exactly what to do or whom to see
regarding issues of my...

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Where do we come in
					in medias res  not knowing nor caring when
doesn’t everybody pine being number one we leave behind our lives in pages...

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Venus shown bright 
in the morning sky
and the moon hung large
o'er a suddenly frozen land.
The morning sky the blue
of Easter eggs or mosques,
tinged with orange...

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I thought of one of my nephews before I wrote this, God bless him please

He's from a western land where the hustla's real,
And the thugs'll...

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From a tender age I felt a strain with my mother
She labelled me “highly strung” I irritated her!
I struggled through life, desperate for her affection
The...

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Gleaming in the sun, my cherry-red skin 
Low, throaty purring, ready engine’s sound
Over the chalked line, tires screech, we begin
Road blurs, turquoise Mustang fades, I...

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