Best Deadening Poems

I stay close to the ocean.
Its wild waters surround me,
And the thundering waves
Rant and rave around me.
I see the leviathan,
Screaming at me,
Charging feral,
Like an enraged...

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I stood amidst the maddening crowds

 drowned in cries of disarray....

 Something about this gentle captive

 Encouraged me to stay.

 Through the crimson rivets flowing

...

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and thus that thing….
			it came again….creeping
			   		 	……..creeping
								………ever creeping
whispering……
		……..“what if”
				……..”what if”……
						………“what if….
	        							   ...

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100 miles
It's pretty far 
Feels like a loss
Not far by car
But Too far for a rock to toss

The deadening silence of your voice
Slices to my...

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If the magic of the now eludes us, 
it signals we are as yet fast asleep 
and caught in a mind trap, dark fears nonplus,...

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What is patriotism?

Pride of and for national, and maybe cultural, superiority.
Maybe superior health care integrity?

What is nationalism?

Usually positive values about monocultural 
monotheistic
monopolistic identity,
but I guess...

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Strangers undulating with rhythmic ease 
Igniting the air with ecstasy 
While lights flash in spectacular colour 
Hot breath creates an intensity 
Of steam rising up...

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As modern Christians, we overlook
the meaning and purpose of Good Friday,
when Christ was crucified on a dreary day...
to bear our sins on His shoulder.


From the...

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Florence McLane

1889 – 1902


Psst… over here!
My toppled tombstone is the one 
With the somber seraph carrying a cross.
My grave is the one that no one...

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Today is assiduously
religiously different,
as I review our local RiverEast News.

Every week
Mike Thompson writes a solid Editorial
in a compelling voice.
I expect to only add
my hearty sacred
happy...

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Compassion does abound in this modern world we live
Where animal and man return ones love to give
An element we all do fear could have taken...

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- By Olongapoet

Are those dragon scales, your reason’s hides?
That I’d need St.George’s lance to pierce thru.
Need I look for angry Odin’s lost eye?
To see through...

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When I was a FreshPerson in a new higher school,
our English Literature class was delighted
to meet a new to our area Ms. Liska,
who was a...

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hostile,
pungent,
nasty,
&
redefining the art of having a
chip on his shoulder
he marches through the last specks of his burnt out existence
telling us all how we should live...

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Each ego identity,
whether of busy bee
or slacker sloth,
recreates its uniquely sacred eco-Other,
mutually capable of Win-Win intentional experience
and memory
toward appreciating capital investments
in further living, not deadening,...

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