Best Concurrent Poems

Thick white clouds
Retracing posture
Atop the layers of earth;
Foggy shrouds of white
Overclouded landscape
Clogging the sunlight
In blurry unclearness.

In brown faded bushes
Lies inhalations of dryness,
Catchy like the gasoline
In simple lit strikes
On matchboxes;
Spreading fierce fires
To four cornered angles
On grassy fields.

From silty bits of soil
Hovers clouds of dust,
Distributed casually
By several...

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Pock marked

Bert was cooking in a bucket,
Knew his hide at any rate
Pock marks on his thighs an biceps,
Shot that day by a sniper, mate,

Sniper chopped by Aussie Bren gun,
Fell from palm in many pieces,
Driven back by charging soldiers,
Jonno’s mates were ‘ridge e didge’,

Next day they...

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*** Black Snow Storm ***

I’m blacker and madder and more than Hell I be bringin’ ya,
I’m a ****ed up assailant,
Mental-case mercenary hell bent,  
Simultaneous and concurrent, I’m yo danger and yo savior.
 
But I’m real, and tangible, and do things unimaginable.

On the inside and...

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It’s an old story.
We were classmates, you and I, 
And later became colleagues,
Working under the same roof.
We had more or less the same specialization.
Married in the same year.
Our children went to the same school.
So far so good!

Now the plot thickens, so to speak!	
Once, if you...

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P arent becomes child becomes as parent –

A pparent is elder one’s impairment.

T rying feelings and thoughts run concurrent

I n this cycle of human life changes.

E motional weight can out right drain us.

N avigating relationship strangeness,

C oncentrating on being courageous,

E ntails resolute faith to sustain...

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Groundhog day 2024 or Forty one days since 2023 Winter Solstice

Rather than be a day late
and dollar short, I opted   
to post poem acknowledging
the second of February,
where eponymous groundhog
gets his (most often male)
foretelling whether there will be
six more weeks of winter upon oblate
spheroid...

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The preordained forgathering
An ineffable Dayspring by Night
Of the King's subjects...
Children of the Light
A convivial convocation, fervent & true
Eternal & ardent princely quietude
The Kiss of Life from the Depths Above
Unremitting, interchanging overtures of Love
Concurrent convergence in the midst of the impasse
Only to gaze upward through a...

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My lavish world of happiness
With digging of hole to fall down myself 
To flow into the drainage  
Far afar to go and go and go 
Damaged all and ruined 
But know why? No idea 
Perhaps missing and losing heart 
Big breakage and gaping 
Heart-loss...

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Addictive poetry


I suddenly wake up and it's midnight,
And my heart is still at the poetry site,
Quietly get up and look for my mail,
And then into drafts and notes I trail,

Words and sentences my passion,
Traverse my inside ever in succession,
When these get struck at synapses,
Keep giving...

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Gong of Om, within us resounds
It’s the cosmic current
Bliss throbs within us gently pound
Rhythm thus concurrent

Nectar vectors mapping
Bliss spirals form wrapping 
Sound of one hand clapping

We are home
Gong of Om

08-June-2022
Quietus ...

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Little strange things,  like more concurrent truths
Between science and religion,  but picking one
Closes off the truth saught,  instead pride filled 
arguments
About who has the most relevance in the idea
given to them based on perceptions of other men.

Maybe you've heard that under united...

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Dreams 
On holiday within a
dream,
we sometimes get the
horror scene,
where 50 swingings
of the axe,
cut off your legs,
stumped around in
fact,
some payment here is
seen?
So jerked awake by
horror shook,
like blood a
squirting from a
chook,
forced to walk on
stumps obscene?
A lesson in-between,

a soul connection ,
what? 

The mighty soul has
connections here,
on Goldernot, and
Trimisphere,
where...

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Silence ushers magnetism 
within our mind-body prism,
felt as a blissful current;
piercing of nodes concurrent.

Soma nectar within drips,
focus therein does transfix,
much to delight of our heart,
feeling bliss ignition start.

Beauteous dance enchanting,
bliss bubbles in us planting,
blossoming in timeless time,
as divine love mists sublime.

09-August-2022...

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Hot, grimy air, whispers violently through golden hair,
screeching rails crescendo,  
carrying concurrent panic and peace.

In my mind’s eye,
my feet free themselves from the platform
hurling to a final violent calm.
I am held back by a force
No stabler than a spool of thread.

Today’s battle has been...

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We will truly only see this life when looking at it from the next.

You will only truly feel this poem
when you see through the poorly
written text.

There are things unseen, between
the lines of shadows and light.
Creeping in unawares 

Knowledge, principalities, integrity,
lessons of loyalty. 
Royal snares at...

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