Best Engravings Poems

Her persona is like 
a portrait 
   of picturesque perfection,
embalmed in 
  bittersweet lavender, 
unseen within depths 
of tributaries of elixir.
If only they knew 
 the chaos that flows, 
constrained in 
a confined 
  gallery of grief.
Not everyone is 
 ...

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 “on an as is where is basis we choose
descent of consciousness into the gross
then we rise again following heart’s muse
higher than where stood, bearing love’s cross” Unseeking Seeker  

I am a silent cypress,
facing the silver of serpentine stars,
strewn in parallel lines
across the cynical...

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Drink the Namibia Countryside 

Namibia a West African country, on the Atlantic coast
Namibia’s beauty is wonderfully surreal and alluring,
With endless savannah and bushland 
With most stunning landscapes in Africa, 
with acres of ocean shores, woodland savannas,
With game-rich grasslands and a semi-arid Central Plateau
lonely desert roads...

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Technological age.
Advancement of advancement,
Digital acceleration unlimited.

Gifted and pocketed,
This watch,
Dull dark silver,
True and tested mechanic,
Short and sturdy chain,
Analogue accuracy.

It fits comfortably in my jeans pocket,
Ages alongside my creasing lines with wear marks,
Time isn't well kept with its adolescent sporadic tock,
Certain to be set to be kept...

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A. W. Nutter
 
Monotonous music assaults my ears
The beat, becoming a hypnotic tone
To half clad men as nighttime nears
Dancing around their prayer stone
 
Worshiping the ancient engravings
A Lycan, portrayed as the master
The human reduced to groveling
Begging for mercy from his captor
 
The music increases in...

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Through the gates of a mysterious garden,
Eyes glinting in the moon,
A sudden wind caught my hair,
Dark chambers, a choking sound in the shadows,
Unlatching the threads of a defiled soul.

Feet cold on the grass,
And I stood listening.
The darkling seas beyond moan,
Unearthing the sepultures,
Secretly buried in their...

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 The hope of the living

None would hope, like a destitute, by the roadside to rot,
With their eyes and other vitals, by the vultures pecked out,
Oozing a cocktail of body fluids, unsightly like yellowy snot,
And their putrid stench pervading the air, around and about.

But, most...

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I know the Bible says REJOICE
but still I have lost my PEACE

silence has become my loudest SHOUT,
because of the screaming voices within me I couldn't let OUT

fear and anxiety invaded my HEART
while pain and sadness ensnared my MIND
maybe that's why I feel so Lost
cause they...

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It is slowly juxtaposition,

an oldies reith for an acoustic-ness-

and we make a mock,

drain the corner stores mox....

Engravings in luck and harmonious-

they take a tail for a toc,

malevolence out of the box,

on the streets-

in levy and over the acropolis,

like crumbly even and corny thermopolis-

how the havens...

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Turning on favorites 
All the firsts of things
Felling in depth 
Being unaware
Not giving a care
Letting go on roller coaster
Learn
Catalog page
Turns
From one thing to another
Paint brush flow 
In even strokes
Then in all directions
Engravings fitting 
For Summers affections...

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If the power of the mystery of Existence
And life
Did whisper truth to my ears
Why, it would seem that the one to save my soul
Is just a heartbeat away!
Yes, for my cause, he fell
From the abode of grace and stability
For my love
He accepted to let go...

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(continued from part I)

And I would have said I love you
  And I could have held your hand
And I could have promised all the clichès
  About the moon and the stars and all the eyes can see
And I could have labored with sweat...

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Looking outside my sill at the stardust waiting to fall,
   I see Cashmere, my ivory horse, ready to leave the stall.   
I remember the days when simplicity was all I knew, 
   when I would consider my good intentions...

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OBSERVATIONS
a dream
 of truth
  deserving
  enthusiasm
in
never-to-be- forgotten
  expectations

 predictions
 adornments
 engravings
with
compositions
reiterating
 appropriate
images
  alongside
 continuity
of
 viewpoints

divisive
diminished
 prospects
 destabilise
stability
&
  benefit
the
 sympathetic...

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Grave Yards

A walk into the grave yard of my memories hoard.
Life’s journeys, experiences, recollections are stored.

Tombstones lay in wait, years have eroded the engravings,
Nothing left of excursions but dust upon thoughts one is saving.

Difficult to recall, especially in old age, all that has been written
upon...

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