Best Composing Poems

I dream poetry;
I breathe poetry, for poetry 
calls your name, feeling your 
inerrant essentia—
your soul bleeds into mine—
a collision of cosmos, 
diffused magnetically, once 
a vagrant in a haze of miasmic 
vapors—wildered and exposed—
you unshackled me from 
this purgatory;
inversely immersing me in 
your sphere of...

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My thoughts like wafts of vapors, 
                        surround me in my dreams,
          ...

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"Composing Opalescent"



Together we arrive 
Composing opalescent 
blue-green green-blue
jaded oceans submerged 
then rising from great waves
thrashing in on our storm 
we are united mast-held and entranced
entwined limbs bathed in sensuality's
St Elmos Fire hitting our sharpest peak
in the milky creamy way our skin meets 
under silver shadows...

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I’M COMPOSING MYSELF FOR CHRISTMAS

I’ve done all my Christmas CHOPIN
And got everything on my LISZT.
All in all I’ve been frightfully BIZET
And the Christmas break will be BLISS.

I’m away to the VILLA-LOBOS,
In HAYDN until New Year’s Day,
With a girl in my arms who’s mad about BRAHMS
And...

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words
language
imagery
show but not tell
poem...

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Cemeteries as themes
    Certainty of  s a d  words
Crypts, tombs and vaults for sure
  Creaking gates  s q u e a k  and groan
Captive of the long dead
      Caressing ghosts that love
C...

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As I gently hold your rounded body
close to my chest you see through me to read 
the tablature in my heart and feel the beat
emanating from it;
composing

involuntarily I shut my eyes 
to braille read you with my calloused left hand finger tips 
as it moves...

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What words are they that say my love for you?
The knot that tightens deep inside of me
And leaves me longing for our love to be,
Then turns away avoiding your adieu.
I wish to say I love the things you do,
Your sweetness like incense to make me...

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Good morning, Lord... another day...
a clear, new page before me
to scribble and doodle on, to fill as I wish
while I think, pray, work, play, decide, act...
but, most of all...while I love.
By night I'll have it filled for sure.

Just one thing, Lord.
I hope among the scattered...

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As I sit 
here in the ESL lab
   In my mind 
I enter Middle Earth
  The terrain is familiiar
   to throngs of people
Yet there is always something
   new to discover 
I can hear the sining 
  ...

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You may think that writing
is dysfunctional-
to script a thought not using 
that sign of ABCs post-D.
This art that's built of words 
is inspiration-bound;
finding worthy, optional picks
not sounding lordly. 

It is most frustrating 
to omit that sign-
manipulating, controlling 
word forms in a satisfying way.
Committing to construction-
painfully...

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The Gigantic Powerful,
The Omni-mighty,
The Omni-present
Covid-19 has come
can kill anytime anyone
infecting the lungs

Oh! Shut the mouth!
Take a mask!
Don't speak anymore!
Otherwise, the virus will infiltrate into your throat and……..!

Oh! Now take home quarantine
Spend an isolated life!
Live in self-distancing!
Don't think more about imperialist cool war!
Go to die! Go...

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Which key should I put this song in?
I sing in G Ionian/major comfortably,
Likewise the relative E Aeolian/minor scale.
Plus those guitar chords are easy as sin.

I could choose a scale that’s more exotic -
D Mixolydian has the same notes and chords.
Hungarian or Roumanian minor, Spanish Gypsy.
Or...

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some muse 'hicks'
be as...
sounding
some gut...
tar getting
as trapped...


stan sand...

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Wandering in a love song
Dreaming of his hearts embrace
The Troubadour sings

"Raison d' etre"
While stars cast a lonely moon's tune
Where darkness shields his fate

As wind is to rain, his sadness 
Blows tears to the ground and falls
Like heavy roaring

Thundering skies crash
While his lyric silences soft
The Troubadour...

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