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, all your dreams are free
of grim disquietude, such joy you see
as gaily you discharge your daily rounds.
 
Your heart is...

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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 my silly hands possibly reach there?
Such an affecting grasp it would have to be,
A fervent fingering, restless and wonting, 
Submerged...

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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 and upbeat tempos expand to fill every corner within me. It’s an early Saturday morning in spring and warm enough...

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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 and chore
All new people, love gone by, complicates it more
Every part of essence, now seems stripped and stained
Spiritual awakening is...

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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, over and again
is the pattern of this composition

I'm lost in the sound,

i dont wanna be found....

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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 shines~

Sweet and hollow its trumpet appears
Soaking up sunshine as snow disappears

Crisp and bold flawless in scheme
Long winter's magical dream

Blossom Daffodil...

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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 on to hope
beneath frozen tears, an ambiguous sigh
an uncertain mystery, tell me how to cope.

a story ends incomplete , holding...

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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 Nyak or Yuk or Yak. It depends.
When they’re hungry, what do names matter?

I ask: “Does a zombie have Buddha nature?”

He...

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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 presents, presents such a problem,

it is always better to be present

or

your presence will be missed

and

perhaps be resented.

That complicates matters 

because...

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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 all
arid complicates.
You torture and wallop 
By your excess heat because
We're not magnates.
Our remaining brawns you
Said you would toil.
Our remaining straighted
Coated...

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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 drool down a leather cheek.

Bang! Paul Bunyan's balls
rolled down the Great Divide, rattled
across the porcelain sea.
Oh, the girls!
Hair hot and...

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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 importantly with opposites.
Nevertheless, for opposites  the more
Kissing is very afflictive!
Don’t joke….
Kissing is an ingredient between mates.

Kissing the lips is...

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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, all your dreams are free
of grim disquietude, such joy you see
as gaily you discharge your daily rounds.
 
Your heart is...

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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 your gut
Slicing your skin
Opening cuts
Bastard sin
Evil communicates
I stand by
Listening 
Waiting
As you die
Last moments of breath
Last moments on Earth
Find your way...

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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 don't know if I can
They always abuse me or use me or hurt me, 
I shut them out, I don't...

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