Best Configuring Poems

On the splendorous crown of my heart
shimmering in the cerulean night
you gleamed with the sequins of moon.
I tried to feel your sapphire touch,
but you glided...

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Wanting to shrug off this shell, break loose from me
Silence that damn hermit, hiccuping under his tree
Trapped inside too long, dormancy dreams to wake 
Disgorging...

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autumn fills sparse spaces we occupy,
               seasonal change that closes in...

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love is a vicious posion
 that has no comparison.
 the black death, aids, cancer, ebola
 are not even close to its ranpit death toll.
 homicide...

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In the fading gleam enveloping the twilight hour, 
the frail edge of lives tended to lose mortal definition, 
its meaning masked by the murk of...

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The goddess we call Aphrodite
Is not just an old Grecian deity.
  The Phoenicians did make
  Her a map. It's not fake.
Her body is...

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Shadows
                        ...

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In the dark alley of time my soul wanders 
With life stumbling on pitfalls of blunders   
The frailty of the indistinct fragile future...

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“Love wishes to perpetuate itself. 
Love wishes for immortality”. -  Mortimer Adler


I feel my soul is carried away by the tide of time
from my...

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Writing line by line,
Configuring words that rhyme,
Publishing to share.

Nathan Bane Leccese
© All Rights Reserved 06/15/09...

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Matthew Scott The Marionette...

(Concocting cock and bull poetic pap
promises to approximate bovine rap
worse case scenario..., you will snap
so friend me at funny farm in Trappe
Pennsylvania,...

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Enclosing those indicated of, not one or the other neglectfully surround back

For such a hostile night it so came to be, " To whom does...

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Ah what fair moan
laden fantasy lassitude looms
large if this
chaste ole buoy got cornered
into an alleyway
by a bevy of beefy

buxom babes dead set
on hounding this
doggone codger...

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MEGASHOW

With the day falling
Like it often does
To sun’s orange-red desires
Veins of  mnemonic thoughts
Finding expression
In clusters of speechless stars
Configuring thoughts
And bodies and speech
Toward the love-lorn...

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At the edge of the Thar desert,
the reposed stilled sands sculpted
petrified waves of old dunes buried 
in the carved rocky pediment 
of the rolling train...

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