Best Echoing(A) Poems

Dear anxiety
Nemesis to my reality,
mental manipulator of tentative trust,
massacring my once sagacious soul -
you cut me into a slice of loneliness.

The fault is in our thoughts,
so I am haunted by the things you never said.
You remain silent to society's subjective eyes,
but a glimpse of a...

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It's 3 am,
her pillow soaked in regret.
Loss has left her spirit lonesome,
darkness a definition of insanity.

In the silence of the night,
vexatious voices vibrate inside
her somber state of mind.

Restless, she sits at her proverbial piano,
as a plethora of pain bleeds through
her fingers onto ebony and ivory...

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Quote: A man can fail many times, but he isn’t a failure until he begins to blame somebody else.
John Burroughs
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Inspired by life’s goals, winners are intuitively aware,
A loss is but a steppingstone, not a reason to despair; 
Again and again, with certitude they play the...

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My heart        a sky of sunny spells
Of passing clouds and  falling tears

Sometimes it shines     Sometimes it rains
on our dried river and fading flames.

Sometimes its still as a night could be
At times it feels...

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And what of poetry
Those muffled lies
Exposing truth
Hyphenated hucksters
Working the crowd
Barrel drummers
Echoing a distant rhythm
Hop-scotch rhymes
Keeping time
A rat-a-tat
Of Rappers rants

And what of words
Rekindled, reignited
Scorching sentences
Tortured by line breaks
Altering the meaning
Of repetitive rhetoric
Exploring the caverns
Of cryptic creativity

And what of poets
Wishfully wandering
A whitewashed wasteland
Searching the souls
Of passersby 
Glassy-eyed...

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Here I lie beside you
My heart goes thump.thump.thump.
My soul dances inside you
Reveling in the texture of your own.
Electric and flowing 
The currents of our love
Glow like neon lights
Illuminating the hope in my eyes.
Though we're not moving
I feel so incredibly alive
Invincible to my past
Untouchable by all...

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Looped of love


Cast upon a sea of symphonic scent
Cashmere soft and storm cloud kissed
Ventures forth on fingered strings
Spent alone in shuttered mist

“Curtains drawn in crayon colors…stitched on gold locket seams”

Worn of worries, frayed edges weave 
Reaching deep into heart felt fear
Bland the noise, served in...

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Thanks I would say for the chance to create,
Dreams to elate, and fantasies to stargaze;
Recalling fondly the fun themes of contests
Which frequently I set free on butterfly wings
In gardens of spring on scented ruby winds
Endearing sunrise in dawn’s golden appeal
Having kissed doting night’s blushed reveries.

To...

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The world is a canvas, painted in shades of gray,
Where colors have faded, and light has gone astray.
Each sunrise a burden, a promise of another day,
To trudge through the mud, and find no sun's ray.

A heart like a stone, heavy and cold,
No warmth, no longing,...

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My life began with you and me
Two hearts, two minds, two pieces of a dream
Two individuals who loved without conditions
Two people who felt feelings beyond recognition
Two who became one like God planned long ago

My life began with sunshine streaming through the trees
Lighting up the world...

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Bells ring beneath a canopy of trees,
Each one echoing a late spring breeze,
The ethereal blue reaches far and wide,
Rippling just like the ocean’s tide.

The first signs of summer tease,
Bells ring beneath a canopy of trees,
To welcome the season of the sun,
The bluebells sing each and...

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THE BALLAD OF MA POSSUM
Roofing like a penthouse floor,
Tis not a haunt but Ma's snore.
A wombatic possum in appearance,
Being nature's pinup is her arrogance.
Her distintictive, brush, bob tail, loss,
reputedly, respected as the boss poss.

Hearing her grunt and fight,
echoing a freaky still night fright.
Oh!, nightlife beware,
if...

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morning light seeps in   
like a wisp of a breath  
in winters frigid air  
    
spectrum of silver light   
like sunlit cushioned clouds 
against paper thin walls  
    
as shadows quickly ...

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Naked trees whose dilapidated bodies have outgrown the test of time
shoot unseemly  into the unaccommodating sky flustering as they walk by
Nude trees laden with deceptive shadows waiting for the morrow
Echoing  a somber tune with superficial  topsoil eroding from the mad earth
I sat...

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Waves wash over me   
high tide a rushing red   
each pull pulsating   
and ever present   
hitched to a clevis moon   

drawn to the gnaw of your wag   
my footsteps traverse your trails   
echoing a vibrant vibrato 
and tasting...

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