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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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King


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

     yet, not the strongest species on his own,

    ...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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Defining a Man ( A Letter to my Daughter )

What is a man in these modern day attitudes and parlances of our times
harder now, I...

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