Best Converse Poems

Find peace, 6 feet under 
Harsh wind tears the skin off of her soiled fingers
She's set fire to every bridge she built 
And inhales the smoke that lingers 
She's stroked Dawn's crimson ringlets 
And grasped her blood soaked hands 
As she made love to regret...

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“Why are our humans staring at you and me?  Don't look.”

“Will any of them, just one, stop staring?  What’s to see?”

“Maybe pretending to dig-hide the bone is the key!
You keep biting and sucking away.  I’ll do the bone thing, then flee
to lay...

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Oh Glory of mighty 
 who in her met 
Morn and night 
Converse
The dawn in her face 
Lenore light
The Night 
is crown top
 On her head
  dark...

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Sometimes I wonder…
what visits the avian brain
of the eagle gracing a branch near the lake.
Is there any thought there?
Is there some strange, birdly insight
delving into the business of fishes?
Or do I merely project my own thoughts
into those fearsome eyes?
I heard of a fellow here who...

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Conversations confusing
Google bots are oozing as I type
Quiet yet quite the riot
Gents lament a Goddess rant
Counting Coronets that can’t…
Hailing comments that She shan’t
Whale her song from a ship of Pink.
While her telly was quite the philly
Her belly was shaking with quiet silly
A butter in the...

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When I am gone from this world
I will leave you in my will
my size eight pair of red Converse high tops
for you to keep and wear in memory of me
along with the black ones and pink ones 
residing in my closet too
you always love when...

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Narrow Incline Converse Say Sean
Hello Sean, listen to me carefully there is the way life is and has become and 
there is the way that people see it from the angle they perceive it from. There is 
one way it rally seems to be but...

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Paul wants to his debts pay by installments
Red-eyed Mark holds not back raw sentiments.

“The cash you plan to release me piecemeal 
I could lavish in some delicious meal,
Kitchens crossing their doors to food feel
And pubs parting their curtains to thirst heal:

Now, Red-Hot Mark not sure...

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Oh,
                                      If I could save the world,
 ...

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Deeply hidden within thoughts
  that linger

A centuries old message to know
  and then feel

Remembrance crying out from the 
  darkness now passing
  
In a voice so familiar—our fortune
  to steal

It calls to us silent, as it waits
  for an...

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The way she wore Chuck Taylors 
and wide leg JNCO jeans
with a backpack and a skateboard 
your average 90's teen.
Music meant life those days
with a wide range of variety 
in my CD  collection
from Etta James to Rage Against the Machine
but Sublime will always be...

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The golden hour for rising has arrived, and there are violet roses in the sky,
So, I bid hello to you, my robust friend, as the vibrant, cerise birds float by.

The obsidian night, it was very long, and was filled with pleasant dreaming,
Like scenes from the...

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*** INTO SILENCE ***

Like a child
Again
I have been dismissed
To Silence:

Where I find
   fawns walk
   splendidly soundless;
Where the moon
   only
Brings a rising
   Voice
To converse with 
   my heart…


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(c) sally young eslinger 3/26/22
Thanks be to God...

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Today I made a converse with the universe
I stared at her beauty and felt guilty 
That I'd never had told 
Of how beautiful you are
The grandeur of the universe 
reminded me of your resplendence

The universe said,
"Who is the fairest of them all?"
I smiled with so...

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Mother: a wax crayon candle in a starless room
You have many layers, like an onion
And you're coloured, but not green
So a wax-crayon candle is favoured here.
Much more poetic.

Although I bathe in the dark
You sit in my corner
Flickering        ...

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