Best Conversations Poems

He told me to write a poem
About beauty, wind blowing
Hair tossing , dream making stunning
Gorgeousness of living
Beauty addicts and blind ambitions
Movie stars and historical happenings
Formal dresses, women in high heels with 
Faces meant to smile
That’s what poems should be about, he says, 
Your good at...

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"Conversations with a Daughter: Creeps"



Time creeps
my beautiful, clever, daughter 

Weirdos are us 
incorporated 

There's that beautiful laugh,
that beautiful smile

Who wants to 
belong here 

they keep you on 
the outer edge

that’s cool, 
take all the time you require

that time that creeps
and swallows past mistakes 

and imperfect...

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Long walks and innocent talks
the fire in her eyes felt warm

First time kisses leaping
with secrets held back inside

Silence ripped her tongue
as white nights turned to run

Long lost lyrics played down under
stolen from artistic walls
momentarily her hesitancy stalled
tell this girl all

In solitude her black plague pled
another...

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We are all headed in the same direction.
We are all travelers.
Why then, with this one way ticket, 
must we detour?

Why do we lose focus
of what is really important
and concern ourselves with the
price or color or size of someone else’s ticket?

Why not enjoy the ride.
Who knows...

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Brought my daughter to physical therapy appointment
She is filling out three long pages of paper work – front and back
I am listening to other people’s conversations
Learning about strangers keeps me in writing material
My ears are as high as an alert rabbit as I listen to...

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"Strange Conversations" 

Fire come walk with me
so I went walking into 
the desolate desert 
alone, with Him

but not alone,
the desert has 
invisible watchmen
we are never entirely alone. 

Silence becomes you
and you speaking 
in strange tongues
share strange conversations.

What’s gone before
is done. What is "Now",
is some strange...

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Life as active love 
evolves toward more polycultural communication,
across both species and time,
within Earth’s Solar EcoSystemic Universe.

While this conversation includes human natured communicators,
we suboptimize our ecological balance
if endo-human discourse monopolizes our lifetime learning dialogue.

A life devoid of communicating with Earth’s diverse languages and dialects,
neuro-rhythms and...

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There's a fresh new scratch 
on my leather chair.
It isn't the first, 
so why do I care.

I see there's a moth
flying 'round my head.
Since you scratched the chair,
that moth should be dead.

Bugs and insects,
that's your chore.
With what your food costs,
I should expect more.

When the kids...

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If my bare feet could talk 
I wonder what they'd say?
If we are in church
I wonder if they pray?

The miles they have carried me
the journey we have  made.
They are my source of transportation
each and every day.

Some days they yell at me
"Pay attention to my...

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Teach me how to cry
So that when it hurts I may be able to untangle what pain lies between the angles of my arteries
I want to excrete what is obsolete
To pave way for the exit of that which makes me incomplete
I want, 
To never hold...

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"Slow Gin and Astral Conversations"



A maze me?

I’m the architect 
of my own destiny
he beguiled her 
incessantly 
from the depths of 
his bottled up Carceri
she knew him 
before he became 
a complex 
well-hidden 
Piranesi
twixt your world
and mine
places like that
brand you with
an addiction 
for fixed routine
remembering 
to...

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I was talking to my female friend the other night around 11 and she asked me 

Her: Can I ask you something 
Me: Yeah,wassup 
Her: So why don't you have a girlfriend 
Me: Cause I'm crazy about skateboarding and I will always put skateboarding before...

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I suck at sobriety,
Even though life hasn't been that hard on me?
What excuse do I have
When I have all this support? 

I'm powerless,
Been that way since 16.
There's been times that I thought that I'd changed,
Then the old me returns to turn up the heat.

I'm not...

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You... and me were just a tease
Feel like I'm playing a putter from the black tees,
It used to be easy, like hitting off a tee... 
Lust not love, we were deceived
That & my middle name is dishonesty
Truth, name a price, I'll pay any fee
Priceless,...

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Silent Conversations


The wind is up today
Coastal clouds
Playing tag with dust devils
On the shimmering bent mirages
Wavering their uncertainty of heat
Where the sea rolls its ice cream caps
Cool in the blue hinted sweeps of grey

In the chill air con bar
We sat upon empty stools
The languid condensations of...

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