Best Complicates Poems

...dedicated to W.B. Yeats, in response
   to his poem 'When You Are Old'
 

When you are young sweet innocence abounds,
your step is gentle,...

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Where can I trace this finite feeling,
So that you may see it in its true form?
Upon your heart I would wish it would land,
Yet could...

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I wake to the sounds of laughter and lively music (jazz, I think) flowing free from the empty tenement down the hall. The smooth harmonies...

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New city, new state, different house and job
Everything you thought you knew, from your mind now robbed
Adapt and change, try to cope, with every task...

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I'm lost in the sound,

lost in the music,

trapped in the decibel,

caged by the keys,

hidden in the rhythm.

The maze of harmony 

complicates my gyrations

controls my movements.

Encore,...

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Finding an image to focus on
My mind lifts my soul with song

Simple... my perceptions changing
Negative vibes rearranging....

Yellow daffodils spring to mind
So early a blossom, winter...

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Ambiguous Loss**
(a paradox of presence and absence )
(coined by researcher educationist Pauline Boss)


You disappeared.. without a last goodbye   
a story ends incomplete, holding...

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Your presence is requested.

Sometimes giving presents is complicated.

When giving presents your presence is usually expected.

But sometimes you can´t be present when giving presents.

So when giving...

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In the shade of a Cali wat Lao I debate with Ajahn Anan
What the secret Rakshasa Sutra must really look like.

In Lao we call them...

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Generally, no kiss does attract opposite
But, necessary of course
For a definite purpose
Like in intercourse 
Kiss is important incidence.

Kissing stimulates
With the same gender it complicates
But, more...

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African sun

African sun African sun,
The sun that differed
from any sun in the world.
You kill and scorch all the disable
Creatures in African world.
You're a paradigm during...

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Pro Patria Mori

Missouri volunteers bit bullets, watched
as Santa Ana's baggage washed
their brazen hair, hip deep
in the Rio Grande.
The ancient river moved across the land
Like slow...

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..dedicated to W.B. Yeats, in response
   to his poem 'When You Are Old'
 

When you are young sweet innocence abounds,
your step is gentle,...

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Rage fills my brain
As these fists come up
Regrets visualize
Suicide some
Anger overtakes my body
Evil complicates
Goodness fades
Waking the death
Upon these grounds
I bring back those
Who once stood around
Knifing...

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Can I be as strong as you say I am?
I know I have strength after all I've made it through
But to let other's in, I...

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