Best Comma Poems

Peaceful and relax
At rest but traverse freely
Altered consciousness

Will to access all
Suddenly achieve by thoughts
Radiating oneness

Empathy ignites
As parameters extend
Embrace love without....

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comma
gives you a pause.
lets you add onto a
sentence with a conjunction and 
a clause....

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COMMA     COMA


The difference  between a cat and a comma, as you know,
         Is that one has claws at the end of its paws, 
        ...

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Mi camma to America wid a passion for moni en fud,
hoppin to getta rich;
en de sai det gold is founda in striz!
Mi work en work ol dei
to meke sam dollar,
en mi eat pizza, en drink vino...
mi wanna be lika Al Pacino:
a famos attor ov Hollivud!...

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~Dot Dot, Dot, Comma.~

The dot, dot, dot, a playfull rhythmic flow of audasity, overthrowing thee emotions into a Fantasy of endless Foreshadowing. A Pen licks the page, for itself has no comma, to stay your hand with, so dot dot dot, is like a comma...

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Today begins a comma conundrum.	
Writing poetry that must contain twelve.
Exactly twelve, no less, no more, will challenge us galore.
Laughing my head off, I now begin vying for fun fame.
Very curious I have become about the contest sponsor’s game
English writing requires commas to separate sentences, clauses,...

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~The Comma Butterfly~

I am a comma-not a full stop
I’m tawny brown and black and love on stinging nettles to hop
I love the elm and hop plant for flitting on too
I do all the other things butterflies do
 I am not a great beauty like some...

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Comma no coma, we just pause
Silence enables bliss
Fears and desires, suffering cause
We contract, serpents hiss

Slow dow hermit, slow down
Wipe of ego borne frown
In blissful rapture drown

Feel love’s aroma
Comma no coma

10-March-2023
Quietus ...

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When I was younger, I would constantly proofread my suicide letter. 
God forbid the last thing I be remembered by be an incorrectly used comma. 
These days, I write poetry that merely dance around the subject. 
It's worrisome to others, but I personally prefer this...

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the green truck,
was waiting
in the drive way

the right words,
came too late
to the tip of my tongue...

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THAT’S A COMMA, PERIOD

See
That’s the thing
I get to talk to you
And I can talk to you
I can yell about my yearning for yesterday
And learning about tomorrow
Where weeds too often grow
I get to sing a song to garner sympathy
As your sighs signify a symphony
You allow me...

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pausing on 
behalf of those that
want you to
walk quicker, to 
step on it,
to “be all that you 
can” be (clocked in
to their own rat 
race which you have taken
part in because you
feel that if you don’t
then the world 
around you will 
stop turning & from...

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i always imagine myself
sitting on a cloud
feet dangling from
behind heavens fence
with my headphones on
huity take the man out of it...

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A sweet blackbird sings in the evening night
they tell her blackbird don't sing so high 
A sweet blackbird flies in the evening night
they tell her blackbird don't fly so high 
A sweet blackbird chirps, enjoying the morning light 
they tell her blackbird to turn out...

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The empty canes of raspberries hang low

Red maple leaves are mashed up in the mud

Nature seems to hover by death’s door

Animals and humans drained as whores

No feeling ,no green sap,no flowing blood

The crackling canes of raspberries hang low as

What can we say un-cliched, metaphored?

At dawn...

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