Best Detail Poems

Gentle caresses sweep my skin
with creeping tenderness,
devouring every curve of my body
and feeling its sizzling melt 
against your skin.
Your loving gaze enters my soul
striking away all attempts 
to keep the padlocked
heart and mind 
shuttered from any harm.
Your finger tips tantalize 
my womanly form
raising delightful awareness.
You...

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Number
Four two four one
Cars racing by stealing
Images of consequences
Entertaining clowns collecting their trash
“That could be me” clicking tongues chirp
Four two four one just smiles
Those were his thoughts
Before...

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Oooops!!!
I didn't mean to..
That's ok.
I should have knocked.
Yes...you should have but
....awkward
to say the least
You're still there
I'm still here
Why?!?
I...I don't know...
habit maybe
Maybe...
Yes...
I used to be able to...
not knock
Yea...
What happened?
A word...
friend....

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Poems ascend in luminous sapphire skies 
As prettily as any Boucher dove
In flight eternal.  The artist's strokes devise
Each beauteous form to represent great love.
How many shades of light, how many hues
Playfully linger on each feathery wing?
Such subtle shadows!  Gentle tones infuse
The senses, sweetly...

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No, no, no.

You still don't understand
That my hands tend to tremble
and you don't even think about
A butterfly's thoughts in it's last moments
You don't pause to consider the colors of a tree
And until you do, you'll never understand me....

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He sits quietly on a cargo hatch,
Patiently watching deck apes
Secure rat guards to hawsers.
They make his job a little easier.
There’s no requesting liberty.
Not even the thought of it.
The Bos’n won’t approve.
It’s been entered in the deck log,
He’s a ship’s cat.
He's always on the watch list.
He...

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This is the third time I’ve done it this year to be honest I feel a pride in being picked to do it but the very thought brings forward a tear.

Dress uniform ironed and ready, creases sharp as a knife brasses gleaming cap badge straight...

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Not one pursuit but led to disappointment
The system was designed to fail

Corrupted judge has tendered resignation
The horror lurked behind the veil

Another's cruelty fueled his vindication
The true believer's cause for pain

Described to him in full blown cosmic detail
The dronings of a world insane...

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Oh Depressed world
Dont fail me now
every ones gone and coping i dont now how

oh depressed world
shine some light on my views of life
tell me why i shouldnt use this knife

oh Depressed world
Dont touch me the way others do
Raping me of my dignity and innocence as...

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seductive sensuous
    enigmatic ambiguous
prolific & 
             precocious
breakfast pieces
                 peopled
in 
detail
    pin-sharp
...

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Her portrait so stunning,
every detail exact,
soft hair of silk,
cascading in black.
Skin so soft,
as a butterfly wings,
satin, and pure,
among other things.
Lips of perfection,
that touch, and tease,
the artist a master,
with a desire to please.
Love is in bloom,
oils now flow,
upon his canvas,
her image, forever more.....

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Think, it is a fix amount unequally distributed
But how, since labor contributed
For commodity, growth, and reserved pile
What explains the one sided dispersion?
Not rent or taxes, not expanded hire, but guile
One earns more than thousands in the labor equation
So consolidating now, peasants fortune contracted
Machines long invented...

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Nobody really likes a short-form read
a small screed about the mind-shattering infinitude of the universe
or the endless grandeur of nature - I mean not really.

We must move along, be willingly captured
by a more comprehensible minutiae.
The ordinary is the realm of the poet,
let the mystics ponder...

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*** DRAWING YOUR DAY ***

Well, wake me, then, before it’s
Time to sleep, so I may eat
Some bites of cheddar cheese 
(A delicious catalyst for lively dreams);

And,too, tell me, please,
Every detail of your day, because I
Will, draw it all — to treat the eye — 
In...

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Laying on the floor beneath the window,
staring up at the painted plaster,
little cracks run 
through the goosebumps in the paint.

I can read where the wall is hollow
where it is brick,
by running the tips of my nails across its gibberish braille.
In certain spots, the paint is...

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