Best Clocks Poems

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So young, I was, and so naive
There was no doubt, I did believe
this babe who's latched inside my womb
with ties we had,... would always be

Latched...

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Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast,
Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach,
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles...

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When all is but 
dark and dreary,
and coldness wraps the 
silhouette of 
my wooden surface,
I listen to the 
wafer thin whispers
echoing in whimsy tones-
when the...

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My appreciation Francis Crasto for allowing me to collaborate with you as your 'psychiatrist' on ‘A MAN UNDER STRESS’- A great sequel to your recent...

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An almost stillness came about
as she strode into my door,
like breath itself refused to move,
fearful of touching her mysterious beauty

But her obsidian eyes betrayed her....

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a few missing pieces
ones we may never find
the beast stares down at us
just waiting to pounce
three bloodied blind eyes
can't see the pink butterflies 

psychedelic lies...

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Once, a long ways away, and a long time ago
Lived a wee little man with his silly pet crow;
And once every day, as the sun...

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I recall fond memories of happy childhood days 
When life was so much simpler in oh so many ways

As children we played outdoors and had...

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Suspended in a world sublime
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Amidst the vortex of empty time, going back a calumnious climb,
To change a love my only crime, sweet surrender of life sublime…
The Time Machines are...

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 I once had your love which sailed on the shores of sorrows,
Broken hearts did shove the tears thru echoes of morrows…
For it is only...

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You think you’re alone out on the range
Sittin’ silent under starry sky,
Just a marvelin’ at the universe
And wonderin’ ‘bout that ol’ question: why?

You shake your...

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Flings and wings and rings rejected…
 Cupid’s arrows fly deflected…
“It clearly is too late” she signed, “to love, adore or pay me mind”

Penciled lines drew...

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POTD

Synthetic hyper realistic - eclectic not eccentric 
Android Humanoid - naturalistic totally orgasmic
Unnatural physicality this futuristic fem-bot fantasy  
Against all normality she is the...

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Composed, my dreams embrace, then fade
with memories, quite undefined
returning nights, upon the shade
when clocks are wound, and sun reclines

When weariness is not enough
to lie alone,...

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