Best Contained Poems

My love for you can't be contained ~tomorrow is Valentine's Day~ the box is broken ~ Happy Valentine's Day...

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"The Flood Contained Electric"

walls of glass 
sheathe this heart
a conservatory
for the lacking 
of menagerie
the walls aren’t
bricked up 
comme dans une
la orangerie
clearly seen 
straight through
X-ray vision
dancing dervish
until the clouds 
roll in and the 
pea soup fog 
mists over the view
jade is the colour 
caught courting within
the...

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"Within the Contained Behemoth"

we think we travel
strange universes

in our planetary
reconnaissance devices, 
transporting initial 
contact communication 
for exporting 
potential new lives
for resettlement,

perhaps we are the
internal world 
of God,

we are 
the good 
and the bad 
of an otherwise 
invisible being, 
a central life source
we cannot see for...

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Contained Thinkers

Media instruction
Teaching us morals
Unfolding our ethics
What to wear
What to eat
Leading us around like faceless meat
Showing us what’s right and wrong
What’s beauty define ugliness
How to be
These are lies you see
Locking us in our cage
We will run and buy your lies
Take advantage of us 
Until we...

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Stuck inside this tiny old box
I can hardly breathe
Its been years since I tasted freedom
I'm living but haven't lived
Days go by with no one noticing me in my box
I exist not even knowing that this is unorthodox...

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The Word contained, inside the head
Available until we're old
Cherished within the heart as gold
Will bring us to heaven instead
Where those streets of gold are outspread
There Jesus, our Savior, Stronghold
The Word contained

With open arms, and side that bled
Draws into His embrace the soul 
That holds the...

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A Love That Can’t Be Contained…

What God’s done for me… 
 Is hard to explain it.
When it comes to his love…  
I can’t “contain it!”

The love he brings… 
The joy untold…
Is very precious.
And worth more than gold!

Without him in my life…  
What would...

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Like her, I thought
fear would disappear
when I wrote- 
Scraps of life
sparked alight,
Bright red flight,
pretty prayer papers
heat lifted high
in secret night.
Knowing no doubt
they would deal living death
more frightful
than buried thoughts...
My mind thinks in poems
already burnt,
drifting ash- faced grey
mortal whisps-
brought down to earth.

Fear's urn awaits...


19/09/2017....

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Beauty contained radiates quietly
Elegant like Wisteria neatly pruned
On a trelllis with blooms weeping lightly
Grace and beauty sending a merry tune

Beauty running wild up and down the streets
Is like Wisteria running through tall pine trees
Pretty for a very short time one of spring's facets
Someday will die...

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You could be the bits of straw and me the bird that needs you to nest
You could be my greatest triumph or my most challenging test
You could be that one breath that i desperately need to survive
You could be the only touch that my soul...

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The world is my mentor,
  eternity my judge

Each choice confirmation,
 the ‘future’ ungloved

Time no longer master,
  to deceive or profane

All life in this moment,
—its meaning contained

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)...

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Parson Whose Sermon Cotained Arson 

Should have heard sermon from the parson;
Would be hot and set you on fire like arson;


Could make you laugh as if Johnny Carson.

Jim Horn...

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Barrage in a Message Contained in A Decoupage

We had been bombarded by a big barrage',
Seemed so bad that we needed a message',
Saw quirk,
In art work;
Did dispose along with a delicate decoupage'. 

Jim Horn...

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either look or see
what you will become and be
sure you will agree

We are definitely the product
of our environment. Maybe that
is why DC is so miserable.

will sew what they breed 
so should plant the proper seed
separate from weed

arrived at third floor
thanked God that there are no...

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Defying death..


Defying death
Trying my fate

How much it would take
For my dreams’ sake?

Must I to know
Or can I let go

Can my curiosity be contained
Or the furiosity be mundane?

Was it me all alone
Or was it with someone I had known

Had I only gone
Or the others had been...

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