Best Cluttering Poems

I hope you would still remember me as we were,

every time you see pristine 

passing pomegranate hues of the horizon.

When clouds smear our unspoken love 

in inexplicable figurines,

of those simple moments we 

reignited beneath our own twilight, 

reliving our dreams in 

remaining rosy dialects of...

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I've a bit of a problem here...
in a higgledy-piggledy pickle
torn between housewifery
and creative muses fickle.

Scattered, shattered fragments
of odd ideas, dreams
lay about my den, disguised
not nearly what they seem!

Bits of whimsy, what-nots
all cluttering my desk
covered in thick pixie dust
my housekeeping grotesque.

Higgledy-piggledy hodgepodge
my convoluted mess
a sign of...

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Freed from my mind
I escape it
I end time
I think it
I think nothing of it
I believe in you
I believe in the American Dream
I think of it
I think nothing
I know you are something
How is it found 
Where are you going
Where are you flowing
the child is christened in...

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Cluttering above huddled rooftops
Of sprawling villages 
And shy provincial towns;
Rising sharply amidst swooping
Declinations;
Hesitating when gathering at the
Tangled woodland perimeters of
Outlying greenland bounds,
Jostled apex ridges detach among
Themselves...
When habitually roused from early
Mornings
Newly awakened sounds.

Electrical milk floats whir and
Bustle around manna-strewn,
Cherry-blossomed streets;
Clinking bottles in blue
Plastic crates
Rattle in monotonous...

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There once was a time for us,
there once was a time.
A lone silhouette stays in the heart,
where love was, forever gone.
A tear lost in a falling stream of emptiness,
stained the face of loneliness,when love died.

For too long I have remembered you,
a memory that comes each...

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My purpose in life... to live it
and breathe each breath as my last
to hold no argument for the sake of holding
give understanding to those who need it
to be open to all thoughts...no matter how different

to keep as much beauty in the world as I can
to...

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I have spent much of my entire life it seems somehow

Cluttering shadows walls with window box residue inside these rooms....

Considering now the hands of times potter and I, but its clay ~

While gently closing these doors, lowering the windows and, drawing the shades

Another moment amid...

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Having spent much of my entire life it seems somehow cluttering a shadows 
Walls with window box residue: inside these rooms considering now the hands of 
time's 
Potter and I but this clay while closing gently these doors; lowering her windows 
drawing light's
Shades another moment...

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Drip, drip falls the rain
cluttering on the rock mountain
seeping through the plain
collecting in the fountain 

And the breeze is fine
whistling through the pine
wiping the pine leaves a shine
whipping branches into line

And long are the shadows
giving shade to the sparrows
stretching over shallow fallows
patterning mellowing hollows 

Does...

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Written on August 13, 2012

Cluttering the blue -
A thick white line of a cloud.
The jet races away.





Your Best Haiku contest
Fifth Place...

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After the storm

The havoc is over and the sun is back
Patching up with light the heart's crack

Devastating is the scene of the aftermath
But there is a flower in the cluttering path

Though the storm was fierce and utterly cruel
The vanishing Hope got up to refuel

Deafening silence...

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Time takes age and does what it will
Man ages and wishes time to stand still.

There is infinite turning of the hands on a clock
As mortals we hear the constant tick-tock.

There is a human desire to leave something behind
Hoping our earthly possessions ease our greedy mind.

What...

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Across the white of table bread and yellow plated cheese
Upon the black fictitious grapes, it wheezes its disease
It crawls, its scrawny legs cluttering the revulsion's sight
Look at this nocturnal insect parading pride in pallid light

And so one, then suddenly a thousand more, and still more
From...

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A kaleidoscope of colors appeared making me smile
right after a thunderous southern summer rain
and it's width hovered over the earth for miles.

Prior to that moment despair's presence lingered awhile;
complexities of life previously caused much strain,
a kaleidoscope of colors appeared making me smile.

These arcs of lofty...

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"Lo! the dolphin dotes laughs
My passion is the maritime coast
'Ocean!' said I, 'thing of seawater.'
Oceans dolphins 
In a kingdom full of coastlines
Eagerly I looked for the seaway
I crave the marine, more mare
That up bound jellyfish - that unbound jellyfish
I felt compelled to sniff the territorial...

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