Best Connoting Poems

"I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud" by William Wordsworth 



I wandered lonely as a geek
Through silent woods and rustling leaves
Down the hill to the flowing creek 
Away from life's stress causing heaves
There I saw a white lovely swan
By magic there appeared a fawn


As the slow...

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Yesterday's gone, overcome & chose to live as if every day's the last. Make every second count. It's true not one thought can be replaced. Look ahead & embrace tomorrow. Hold strong within, steady yourself in conviction so you'll always rise above the ashes of...

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Swinging on a delicate branch of tree
A jubilant bird sings loud out of glee
"Hey hey, I am a free bird, born to fly
Hey aye, I can even touch the vast sky"

Relishing the tranquil rainy weather
Preening his cute ethereal feathers
He gladly sings, "Hey, I am not...

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Putting thoughts on paper, connoting their portent;
contesting guilt by being lyrically concordant
with symphonic tones of poetical elegance,
expressing a mere necessity rather than extravagance.

Putting thoughts on paper is connoting their meaning,
while being internally stirred by a conversional insight;
so adamant in displaying poetic verses to the living...
expressing...

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This vain wish to live longer, somewhere,
makes me struggle with my vulnerability
of having been born with the fear of dying...
and before that is accomplished: let me live!


I've been told, " It's not possible that time can freeze youth indefinitely,"
but that intricate illusion was too persistent...

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How can I change what has already been changed?
Everything has been tried over a thousands ways,
and there my perplexing question lays...
without a persuasive answer connecting the flow of words
to a revelation that necessity has invoked!
 
What else can I write when every subject 
has already...

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Black Roses bouquet
Augurs the broken tie bonds 
Preambling a rupture
Connoting unspoken words
And spureous promises












1-23-2016...

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Whoa a romantic story,
and escapist relics.
Devoid, the symbols of lilac,
subsequent disregard and psychodelic.

A young girl dressed in a diaphanous mimic,
relaxing within a hermetic Edwardian.
Whoa interested in classical aesthetics,
and the myth of Artemis.

While some cultural pubics,
connoting romance in Aramic.
Summer, sunshine, flowers
and flatpicking is idyllic. 

Whoa Luminous...

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Too many questions, way too few answers
Why would an egg wear blue pants, sir? And
Wherefore his fall? Perchance he was struck with a lance, sir 
   Or could it be he keeled over from cancer?

But these answers are foolish, silly as can be...

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commissioning and attempted escape
“Son of Amittai, to Nineveh, go
And tell them of their great impending woe;
Their evil, like a stench, has come to me.”

But Jonah ran; he traveled down to Joppa.
(Wait, Jonah who? Oh, Amittai’s his poppa.)
Yes, Jonah, in his wisdom, tried to flee.

Escape was...

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— This poem describes our journey from the reality of life to the truth of death.
— The introductory “then” connoting ‘in medias res’ is reminiscent of the opening of Dante’s journey to the inferno in the middle of his lifetime.
— "Maximum point," "graph", and "function"...

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Weave together twine, yarn, and natural hemp ropes. 
Tie 9 knots after you've braided and blasphemated 9 popes. 
Do this accordingly to restrain all within this bind. 
All while chanting hypnotic vibrations formed in the mind. 
Soon you will discover that this works and it...

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Ecstatic eye of night
thoughts tangled tangent
tint of orange moon
slivers were just hazy
incipient learned launch
as the querulous quirk
indented ingress idly
still desperate to capture
though less likely
lavishness connoting mood
human forest focal point
I dream in dribbles soppy
though never flagged yet
as  futile aspiration amid
hues strictly night bound
might benefit wistfully
when...

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ronic – isn’t it…?
The very essentials we need to survive
Are the same essentials that endanger and destroy us!
The very same people we love
Are the same loved ones we hurt or hurt us –
The very same life occurrences and events
That cause us to smile and laugh
Are...

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