Best Dictated Poems

Just when twilight and dawn finally mesh
in the quiet passage of breaths released...
there in that moment, I witness
a thousand wishes dancing
through the shadows of my mind,
each and every one in the form of chiaroscuro
marked by restless eclipses black to white.

The yearning streaks  of a...

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I would write a little poem
if I weren't a little gnome
Little gnomes have gnarled fingers
where no pen can ably linger

All my writing's done, you see
by my faithful secret'ry
For she's twice as large as I
nearly one foot one inch high

With dexterity so fine
she has written every...

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The Garden of Eden
Some people believe that the Garden of Eden
Was in Africa, Asia, Australia...not Sweden.
The presumed site of its location
Is assumed from the interpretation
Of which Good Book's being read…and who's doin' the readin'.


Noah 
Noah's ark, neither yacht nor a sloop,
Was constructed to be one...

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Our justice system is far from perfect, but it is what we’ve got
Just because you break the law, doesn’t mean you deserve to die or get shot
This is the United States of America, we are not a third world nation
If you don’t live here, then...

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As words escaped constricted passage
of time from eons of layered myths,
legends of demi-gods thus linked,
in glowing rendition, with whisk on hand
the Orator with staff, sang the Eel to slumber.

As words from parched lips of orchids, flowed
dispersing sweet juices germinating dense spheres
of time in which history...

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New never is...  
	(Charles Wood)
	
	
	
	We are but voyeurs, 
	peering through the iris 
	of the painter’s eye’s recording 
	details of a scene 
	not meant for sharing, 
	when wealth and power 
	are kith and kin 
	of the common man, 
	and rank hath neither 
	meaning nor memory...

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Birdpeople, they fly. birdpeople they glide. you wont see them. they live in the trees, watching you breath and breed. Those nasty human beings. doesn't this world belong to everything?




dictated by Jason Scogin....

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My love has gone to a distant dawn
For the stars only come out at night
In a soulful song my will pulls along
Whispers weeping in the moonlight

My love evaporated as I have waited
For the stars only come out at night
My love deflated as heaven dictated
For I...

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to be so far apart
in so many different ways
brings a hunger to my heart
a sorrow to my soul.
'twas fate dictated our destinies
that we were to be starcrossed 
in love.

bittersweet is our portion,
though we did fleetingly taste
of intimacy's pleasures.
that is the one memory we can cling...

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Many blessings we are given.
Some of us receive more of some blessings
than we do of others. 
However, there is one blessing
which needs to be equal for all.
It includes the basic human freedoms 
which are even called “God-given,”
but are they really equal for us all?

So important...

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I follow the curve of the land
  forging a way that was already dictated
   falling whilst shackled to endlessness
  becoming as I rush blindly forward
     looking to the ground
   a thunderous roar my ever present...

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Last night I had a dream
to give to you this song I'd sing
Tho on my mind was someone else
But there were you from off my shelf
So here I am to write to you
that poetry so long overdue 

The walls of life were 
so high and...

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tormented by an entity attachment
maybe it is black magic or maybe not
find out where within us lies the weakness 
that finds us in the demons clutches caught

perhaps an advanced medium can exorcise
the Frankenstein we have by fear created
but at end of days it’s really up...

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Written: October 23, 2023,
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A staunch surrender in a twilight embrace.
My mind is a hammock, swaying in the space.
Dictated dream and lingering shadow.
Petal radiance...

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I'm walking the dog and when I stop
     I get bathed in sunshine
   it's the warmth of before
  like that feeling in the London Underground
     when gusts of dusty air rush over you
yet this...

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