Best Collected Poems

She collected sea shells, I collected sand

She collected sea shells,
I collected sand
She searched for the perfect one
I reached down my hand

I carried a bucket
A basket she did whirl
Mine was filled with tiny grains 
Hers with mother of pearl

She came out each morning
Me, just late at...

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She collected sea shells
I collected sand
She searched for the perfect one
I reached down my hand

I carried a bucket
A basket she did whirl
Mine was filled with tiny grains 
Hers with mother of pearl

She came out each morning
Me, just late at night
She adored the sunrise
I loved the...

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#7
Detroit, five a.m.—
Soon, my city will rise and
disturb the ravens.

#19
Windmills in autumn/
apple orchards/ falling fruits
of nativity.

#0807
Flowers on your grave
wilt like the words I could say
that might bring you back.

#43
Midnight festivals:
paper lanterns burning oil
in the summer mist.

#9
Music can transform
uncomfortable silence
into miracles.

#26
I want to take my
time with...

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The buzzing;
The knocking.
Zero silence upon this bed.
Routine, it should bring silence.
But the shrieks from inside me makes yells. 
Loud yells;
Without the screams within this head.
On the surface calm.
And on the surface, alive.
Yet the war inside my head consistently puts the tranquil on the sidelines....

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The doll has been collected
And she is on the shelf.
Her pure soul is empty
And one can`t hear her breath.

There is a rusty needle
In the doll`s gentle heart.
And this heart`s slowly bleeding.
But nobody sees that.

The doll will keep on smiling,
Her eyes are like bright stars.
She is...

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Writing this in hopes that I might fashion a connection
A connection with my dreams 
And through my dreams, a recollection
Of the beauty of specific moments
That have become part of my DNA yet
Are as far removed as Saturn drifting below the horizon

I stare at my digits...

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8/14/16


Currently scientist believe there is around ten dimensions
In the future could there be less than seven or more than eleven?

Particles and matter all around us every second
Some light rays are reflected
This is well known and documented

Before, during, after the day and night ended
Cool, calm and...

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Remember...Remain Calm, Collected, And Cool...
Matthew Scott Harris...ARG

This, a near imp
     possible mantra to apply
when this 2009
     Macbook Pro went awry
triggering this enduser
     to experience tidal waves of high
anxiety, which besieged this fie
foo fighting...

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Forces Found Collected and Combined

Forces were found collected and combined;
Either would go with or had been left behind;
Could consider,
Some a quitter;
They also had an option to be reassigned.

Jim Horn

Plant Seeds of Sin 

There are those who  God always leads;
On earth sin and then plant...

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Collected 
 
Come play with Me here
in the surf
O my soul
 	
Come splash in the edge of my
tide	
soft foamy white tickling toes
covering feet
lapping your sand castle designs
 
Kick up my sand
as you twirl
as you dance
cartwheeling wind by your side
 
Find treasures I've placed for 
you
stars
rock
scattered...

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If fun became  our daily life’s M.O., 
If pure joy turned into status quo, 
What then would be our aspiration drive 
To make the world a better place to thrive? 

If we nest in a cocoon of serene, 
If grass on either side is...

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Lay your head on my shoulders
shed as many tears as you want 
cause your tears are being collected 
for all your troublesome. 
God puts them in a bottles 
and keeps each shed tear 
he'll bring joy for your mourning
 if you trust and hold him...

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This line
may be unimportant
it's little wonder, it's what I get,
and yet....
it is that,

at this point,
not that,
that slips away,
to play, 
and reply,
Such as it is.
That's all....

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in again had clocked
thoughts from my mind had been blocked
my brain tightly locked

concept corrected
mind with body connected
my brains collected

had been head scratcher
not ever virus catcher
be of sound stature

seen in state of shock
we had checked out cattle stock
chip off the old block

poem up contriving
did see bird...

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She was once a spirited soul
Trekking along all alone,
Many she crossed paths with;
Some left an impression on her
Some good some bad;
But no one stayed for long
But one friend or two,
Yet none of those that came and went
That walked away; crawled away
Or were kicked away,
Left without...

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