Best Condense Poems

I shall resolve to leave this
Place now...
And steadfastly search out,
Nestling between ridge and bluff
Amidst the folds of a foreign 
Land,
Several acres of unkempt ground
Fallow and rough;
Upon which stands...
Crumbled stone walls
With an exposed slate roof in
Some state of disrepair,
And a rounded brough
Complete with smooth, 
Well trodden...

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The dawn of love, so magical and new,
Two bodies set aflame with burning kiss.
Enchanted world and only for the two. 
No other pair has ever loved like this.
Young love, a wonder while its passions last
Must change its form if it’s to long endure.
Too soon the...

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RED  ANGEL

I see the fire in your eyes!
This Red Angel, who's not human, intriguing with lies.
Pointing to the path that leads to paradise.
Ending Revelations with violence, breaking every inch of ice.

Blazing wings like the sunset over a field of corn.
A row of roses with...

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my head touches the pillow
as gentle rain lulls me 
and i just want to   s
                            ...

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Each book in my library must be read, each one, each and every one,
vagrant, homeless papers must find a forever home, I must
edit, amend, revise, reword and condense a poem-
Rattled, I search for my keys, oh collywobbles!
Yearning for tranquility instead of this constant dither and...

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~With a red cloisonne butterfly welded
to the end of the metal, the wire, I wrapped you
and cut off the circulation in my pinky finger.
I laughed with a nervousness
given to caffeine,
and popped two sticks of peppermint gum
in my mouth.~

"Always remember me", you said with a smile
of...

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Noise in her Mind

I know her so well she came long ago to visit my being
                        we share beauty and bedlam boudoir...

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The puppet pranced
The strings frayed
A jackass brayed
As poppin’ hoppys
Sat and rose
In ballet dance
Of well browned nose
Applause and “clapture”
of Stockholm rapture
A mocking strut
Of failing stature

Overseers jaundiced eyes
Pundits seeking pulitz prize
Dissect the metaphoric frog
Wash it down with pints of grog
Amidst the spin of liars din
They shout pick...

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It’s easiest to hide behind
The written word
Typed data
Ashes strewn across the pages

Through the rhythm of the keyboard
The scratch of pencil on the sheet
Thoughts come out from deep within
Don’t leave quite yet, just listen

I’d sooner state it face-to-face
But the sight of you eliminates
All the courage saved...

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Imagine that there is something beyond imagination

an oxymoron of course but a real task nevertheless

There may be no God not even spirituality suffices

but the whole is much greater than the sum of all parts


The Universe grants freedom from self-righteousness

offers me to let go off megalomanic...

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It’s hard to write succinctly.
It’s murder to condense;
So lengthy poems quite often seem
To be the consequence.

It really takes a special skill
To trim or cut in half
The thoughts you must compose
With just the wheat but not the chaff.

Consolidation is the key
But when I’m taking stock,
I’m well...

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The odor of warmth and affection,
The feeling of love and protection,
An isolated heaven of love;
I lay in his arms like an angel,
Like a white dove,

At the moment,
I am living an endless time
Of eternal happiness,
Life seems to be everlasting…
Life now, is a colored painting 
Of smiles...

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I pen a beauty for a poetry contest, 
I use the best form that suits my verse, 
to convey my simple ideas the best;
The brilliance of this creation is that
it reflects my readers' thoughts;
The soul of my poem cares to connect
to the readers' mind and...

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Grasping my soul into its mystery,
Leaving me motionless, breathless,
Wanting to breathe more of its
Aroma, its sensation, its 
Mystified, encrypted feelings…

It’s my devotion, 
It’s my colorful ocean,
It’s the web of my emotions…
Smiling, as I meditate
My uncontrolled enthusiasm…
My beautiful fervor, my passion…

A-h-h! As its hymns play,
Harmoniously, its...

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Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?...

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