Best Constrictions Poems

Is it our age or present circumstances
that see childlike eyes grow dim
or is it living within our reality years
that lend whimsical thoughts so slim

If one could ride the notes in play
through a child’s imagination
One could laugh and dance anew
around each magical creation

Into the cosmos we...

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A cumulonimbus cloud enveloped my sky,
Threatening to rain down a torrent of pain.
An ocean of commotion swirled in my brain.
My attempts to bandage the wounds turned in vain.

I saw only the receding vistas of light,
And night prowling like a stealthy thief.
The past chilled my mind...

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Living With A Myth

How dares one to speak of disability and live with it to tell the story narrate 
                      the hardship soft embrace...

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Dear Neighbors,
community co-investors,
sharing an outdoor green riverside Commons
and an indoor
historical CommonSpace

Both, and all, sacred
to panentheistic me
and probably more mundanely secular
to monoculturing LeftBrain dominant
verbally rationalistic
you

And yet, co-relational lives of thought
and feeling always matter
to cooperative
effective communication resilience
through sustainable community design

Relentlessly curious
and not the least judgmental
about who eats...

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Trappe within my skin, 
trapped within my life.
I live each day within
the same parameters
of responsibility.
I do right
no matter what.

I've done wrong
believing it was right.
Such constrictions, 
such borders, 
leave me no outs, 
no excuses.
I want to explode, 
but suspect implosion
will be my lot.

Where do I get...

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Throw rocks
hide the hand
My mission is to
stop your masterplan

Throw rocks
hide the hand
Soon you'll be
under my command

I'm the smooth criminal with his
thieving plot
So smooth and beguiling like a 
cunning fox

You don't see me, the real me
If you could, you would flee

You see, I often work when...

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When a woman is a woman 
Her hair color isn’t from a box
There are no hair dyes
Her nails are not acrylic or painted
There are no manicures
Her lips are their own shade of pink 
There is no makeup 
Her skin is golden from the sun 
There...

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Floating freely on the divine wind blowing from within
a cosmic jack in the box unleashed from it's human tin
my mind shed the constrictions of mortal flesh and skin
as a journey through consciousness did begin.

The morphing, textural layers of realities fabric
woven before me to make something...

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 The light no longer exist
Only the dark and darkness is all I see 
Deep in this under tow or psychotic shade
I sit with the obscurity that wicked made
to what end
Overlooked by veil or disguise
a spotlight in reprise

this ominous dark curtain drop 
far beyond center...

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Back Seat Driver

Up front and hidden from the rear view mirror my rational emotion takes
                   a back seat from suggestions of behind when looking forward and beyond

Built...

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What Would You Say Contest
Sponsor: Alexis Y.

Oh, sweetheart don't cry so much,
I promise you're loved and needed,
You have so much to look forward to,
Your life is not close to being completed.

You will have but one friend that's a keeper,
She will stand by you all through...

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Lets hijack project pegasus and fly to Mars,
To build a new life out amongst the stars.
Religion and governance can stay on earth,
Structured society will be given, the widest berth.
Free from all these constrictions placed upon us,
When the sun is setting, I might see Uranus.
I'm off...

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Automobile runs down the highway
It ends
It had no beginning to begin with
So that makes sense
As time continues on
World keeps moving nowhere special
There is plenty of fuel left in the chamber
OK!... so it's a tank
The pedal is floored so something is missing
No road laid out before...

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shore where life is thriving

Shore where life is thriving
Refresh us once again
Dunes where winds are blowing
That cleans its sands away
Grows eternal within its lines
Above the stars still shine

Where  active minds do dwell
And rest when need to rest

From the self in its remissions
Imparted shores within
We...

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Dear followers, bandwagon and otherwise. The time is upon us that dissenters have started questioning my credibility. Being a freethinker and one who values evidence, logic, and reason, I assure you, my credibility is intact. Although, I sometimes do not prove my credibility through traditional...

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