Best Conflates Poems

she wears on her skin
the perfect girl of his dream
her highlighted crown
conflates an embellishment
emitting fashion design





June 16, 2015  10.15pm...

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A little smile delights my soul
A little money appreciates my life
A little love achieves my goal
A little care flatters my wife 

Strengthening my resolve to perform better
Duties and responsibilities I bear
In my role as family pace and trend setter
In spite of mundane outfit and suit...

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Student


Would you allow me to argue
In the end so as to agree;
To bear with my “warped” view
To analyse “holy” decree?
Would you deny me a chance
To free my mind and express
To liberate my soul with dance
I might feature in the Press;
For, keys on creativity’s gate
Are Argument...

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He said he’d watched a tutorial.
He said symmetry was a myth
fueled by Big Geometry.

I laughed. That was my first mistake.

My second was passing him the scissors
without asking him about his dominant hand.
(It was vibes. His hand was vibes.)

Snip.

He called it edgy. I called it
accidentally spiritual—
because...

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Humility

Hardened hearts, harbor hate
Haughty eyes, penetrate
Honest folks congregate
Holy Spirit conflates
Happiness permeates
Humankind celebrates
Humility is great.

For Kim Merrymans H pleiades contest
Feb 19,2016...

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Marion Cotillard
said Lady Macbeth if you're French is quite 'ard
what i 'ave to say
it almost conflates to my auto da fe....

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Our minds have grown,
into edifices of slips that turn to 
pride...
and eject a lifelong withering pulse,
to reveal you.

The grueling drips have dragged,
a common understanding of 
our enduring limits
into empty nights,
and inside a creeping smile...
that again reveals you.

Inside us lies
a sown up compassion
for intricate devotion screaming...

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In youth's frantic clutches
Addicted to vapid touches
Love children spawned in shaded hutches
Existing on euphoric highs, painless crutches

In middle age, lust morphed into longing
Spent body in static sphere now belonging
Neglected prodigy seeking shelter in availing arms
Licentious, pretentious friends fled in swarms

Sins of youth girdle my deserted...

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Lagniappe was received
As proof of incipient
Love that conflates with 
The azure offing as the
Cynosure of sea romance











3-13-2016...

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The art was most masterful on the dark canvas.

It seemed as though done by a gigantic genius
Colours clashed, popped, hopped, splashed, and slashed like soap bubbles.
Shades, strips, and spots with secret sacred stateliness
Hidden puddles-puffed puzzles, troubles, and struggles...

Like shade-stung sunlight, there's sweet sadness behind smiles.
Rays...

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I’m a racist, you’re a racist, life looks racist too
and one more proof that all are sinners (tainted through and through).
Even babies fear a stranger (cling to mama’s skirt);
inborn, we’re trained, or raised by parents with imperfect love?
Categories plague our species; souls (smeared black with...

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Beyond consciousness, everything conflates
and a unknown excursion awaits.

Slowly one will start to alight,
drifting into a adventurous night.

A world that reality can not compress,
and all the possibility's are endless.

Inner desires you can unleash
and the ability to climb to a point you never thought you could reach.

A...

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Written: June 02, 2024 For Regina McIntoch Contest

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Discovering God doesn't bear broad browsing 
He's all over on Earth's orbit or cosmic orbs
He is not an allusion...

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Released from the prison
Of the extended word
Verse offered 
Asylum
And a means of escape

Carrying me deep 
To where the future-past  
Hides
All time to mislead
 —as the present conflates

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2015)...

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Living in the present
living in the future
One conflates the other
betrothing joy and hope
Moments breed contentment
from wishes left unclaimed
Tomorrow rules our nightly dreams
— and all today holds dear

(The New Room: December, 2023)
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