Best Conforms Poems

What wondrous goal makes tiny planet Earth
   a stepping stone in life's eternal sea?
What spectral promise gives its journey worth
   as it conforms to cosmic destiny?
What tireless pulse gives rhythm to its flight
   beyond the steady rule of moon...

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Written for Jan Allison, who then decided I should share it for poop verse afficionados.
True story, by the way.....

There are some jobs where heeding worker's safety is required
and during operations must be suitably attired
environmental hazards mean that everyone conforms
and wearing full length protection has now...

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Traveling twisting mind streams. 
Grounded to earth that conforms to flow freely, 
Gently follows carved curved paths, 
Nothing can block its destinations track, 
Tandem in movement supportive round ripples, 
Rocks on which it rests and slides in tides, 
Glides, eddies, and tumbles, 
Calm in cool...

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I'm not sure what you think of me
I'm not sure that you know
You tried to make me out to be
In your perfect little row

I'm not the type of person
who conforms with all the rest
Rest assure that when I'm done
My life will be proven blessed

Do you...

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King


The Lion, as the King of Beasts, is known:

     yet, not the strongest species on his own,

          and not the largest beast to stand alone;

but still, he sits upon his self-made throne.


For...

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ON BEING RIGHT

The flag that bore a holy cross or crescent
Claimed to symbolise one righteousness and truth
Yet each side had same battle cry incessant
Unique virtue moved the sacrifice of youth
Europe’s fields now bear the ends of deep conviction
Interred with many as their benediction

The drive of...

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Sometimes I watch the rhythm of the stars
to foretell things not present yet to come
like weather men predict rain, sleet, or snow
the skies send futurity through my thoughts
Im just a man; no more...
yawning dreams of yesterday...
before yesterday occurred
I sleep with time that tease thoughts of...

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The material solidity taken for granted
Begins to move like plasma
The earthquake rocks the old sensibility
For nothing conforms to old belief
Again, boundaries fluid move
In out around a narrow space of certainty
In which we figure we are defined.
And between the borders
That separate what is left of what...

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My sleep is dream-filled now --
imagined scenes, practiced dialogues,
fervid comments, loving words --
never-voiced retorts.
I resist awaking, lie in bed
clinging to a dream world --
and to that mind-constructed me
within it -- to that better, truer self, 
an ached-for rosy apparition.
Do not disturb my slumber --
let me...

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I kiss your lips
I taste your soul
I feel the real you inside my soul
our spirits remix
you paint my lips with your taste, your breath, your feel, your soul
your essence of existence now I feel and know
we instill to be still,
we combine our fates, unite
your thoughts...

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Always thinking of the right words to say
It would have been clearer if I said it my way
Even a move is a topic for thought
Always unsure if they get it or not…

Every small gesture is a means to an end
Each little truth is a point...

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I comprehend the days when rays do shine and Ra does set 
When inner soul and façade connect, 24 hours in one day gave me breathe, that’s 1,440 
seconds closer to death rather than oxygen left. Aspire to build that dream shape that 
atmosphere, win...

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Many a mind hurries past
the gripping splendour
in search of beauty, not to last,
while continuing in rejection of grandeur.

I look as the moments pass
at the wounded walkway.
The sand flows through the hourglass
and time conforms to seconds and seconds to day.

There, in the heart of pain,
at the...

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Wearing my best dress,
Stirring tea with a fine spoon,
I will mind my manners well
And be a success.
Tonight I adore the moon
While my disappointments swell.

Everyone will smile
A proper sociable grin
And ask about each other.
All will speak awhile
About how great time has been
And who is now a...

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THE SUM OF LIFE

The Sum Of life:

Between the earth and the
sunset is a Grey matter,
between your skull and your brain
is a Grey matter,
at times I feel like gray matter;
Everyone speaks and recognizes...
OZONE, or the black hole,
they speak of space,
time, and dimension...

But me, Grey matter
I am...

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