Best Conformation Poems

I Am Who I Am

Date: Wed, Dec 23 2015 at 8:11 PM

I don't wear no disguise
My True Self I can't hide
Without God I don't want to Rise
I like to look at the Storms Rage an Waves an its tides
I not Surprised of the Storm preys...

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I stood at the top of the mountain
Giddy, grinning— panting like a fiend
And thought of O2 sat., 
Allostery,
Polyporphyrin rings

And, in time, I thought of bottomlessness,
Half-filled glasses 
Stars exploding through the ineffable blackness

And thought, underneath it all,
What’s the vastness even mean?
I began climbing slowly down from...

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Some of us ,perhaps are not cut out for this perfect world,
Life tells its story as the moments unfold.
Here we are sharing this Space, this Age,
Like odd misfits, sharing this societal charade.

      The lonesome lover, whose love has died,
 ...

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When memories fade, like luminous fireflies
and days become another red thread,
on horizons
When hope is nothing more than a wish,
held in the heart as a reminder, 
when love was you
and I was a warm shadow to its light
To what end, do you haunt me so?
Is it...

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Magic is a pretty cat,
Of undetermined breed;
Though her conformation says,
She could be part Siamese;

But she is black as black can be,
With luminous green eyes,
Dainty as a butterfly,
Diminutive in size.

She has a tiny little meow,
Musical it seems,
Sometimes she murmurs in her sleep,
Having kitty dreams.

She's really quite...

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You don't have to wonder
  or think that its strange 
Fore time will continue to move
  so the seasons must change
First the of the nights
  then the change of the leaves
'Till we're caught in the life 
  from the webs that...

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First posted 8/7/17


When memories hang like luminous fireflies
and days are another red thread on the horizon
when hope is no more than a wish held in the heart's reminder
    To what end do you haunt me so?
Is it a desire to once again...

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Red, Blue, And Yellow

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Paws on the Avenue

Every afternoon ‘bout half past four
Paddy and I go out the door
No straying from our daily ritual.

Paws on Fido Avenue
Happy tails of sloppy kisses unmuzzled
Parade of canines – every kind “bone-i-fied.”

A purebred mutt strut cavalcade
Fashion parade of single coats
Long hairs march in...

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A welcome

Hearing your unbelievable bluff 
Always I confirmed not to follow you
In the name of helping hand 
You tortured me demanding a salt. 

Knowing your same intuition always
I tried to stay away from you 
Circumstances in mind produced your
Attachment with my pure

A class of natural...

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Obligation can promote inspiration.
If we don’t allow negative concentration to,
   Stand in the way of our reputation.
We need to do more than just be a litigation.
To get out of our intoxication, which
   hinders our motivation.
Please seek reformation to continue. 
People said...

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Within your bedrooms closets
you did our trousseau bring
the garments fit for marriage 
joining virgin to the King
 
Every thread hand woven
its tensile put to test
the secrets of your dressing
within inner chambers  rests
 
Every article hand chosen
for their quality did seek
until was found the wardrobe
that...

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Crooked canals seem to cancer my minds passages,
They flank my system and the first symptom is anger,
The situation goes from capable to cancelled packages.
Forgotten practices redeem the handled danger.

Turbulence in my undercarriages causes confusion in my passengers,
Nose die from 1400 feet, am i supposed to...

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She moves her eyes, raising them slowly
and looks at the sun, rising in the sky
her every thought convulsing
into continuous questions of why

She moves all day, her steps suppressed
every movement prim and wonderfully dressed
but happiness and sadness kept merging as smoke
as she chided her heart for...

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The pressure is on.
And my day has come and gone.
Anticipation rides on the wings of my patience,
And all of this condensed into a bundle of one.
Defined and detailed, I assure you I am intense,
Time for a deep drawn breath I can barely squeeze.
Comfort covers my...

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