Best Escapist Poems

The telephone rang..
What am I supposed to do?

The intoxicated feeling:
Amidst rugs, warm blankets, pillows
and crumbled bedsheets
Overpowered me,
So I let myself free.


The room was blank:
Windows painted...

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In a mire brewed
betwixt puddles of hell and mute dissent 
a martyr wades - 
weighed down by chains of shame and disdain
alas the thirsting self-absorbed...

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Pedantry, oh pedantry, is not what you think I do most
I, the escapist, oft twitch at night to catch the star’s wink
Sympathetic, gentle, faithful...and yes,...

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I
"Gotta job as a nanny!"
"Maybe they'll hire me as a butler"
"Butler and nanny always live
in close quarters"
She winks
He raises and eyebrow suggestively

II
"I love flirting with...

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An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars,
is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds,
scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost,
faint light pendant on soul crushed...

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Frustration

These days my frustration is digital in that `Brave New World'
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   "She is not earth tied - running, stumbling.
     No one has seen her hiding in shadows.
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Are'nt boys childish,downright escapist?
Feigning gentleness,humour,innocence.
Justifying kind,loving mollycoddling,
Now on parents:qualities rare,
Surely tolerable....using visible words....
Xcacerbated,yammerous ---Zany!

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"The Depths"

From the depths
silence.

Where 
are the voices
of other 
women?

In that other place,
the monsters violate, 
they take and take
bloody all, what they want

the dreams of women
are...

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Who are you





A fragrant breeze
to be felt close,
The sweetest red rose
cuddling its origin,
Kindest of heart
that has a healing touch,
Reflector to sunshine 
and nurture positive mind,

All...

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My waterfall of spiral light
hearing the pitter pat
of endless night
of rolling blue Danube thoroughfare junction
flowing to the right
of sequines' songbird function,
Eye, the crescent moon
ebbing and...

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Fall Of Autumn

The deep south, confused summer, autumn's blight,
Nature's microwave is on overdrive,
Dog day noons, sultry dusk undress the night,
Escapist schemes, routes north relief, connive.

Red...

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Not wanting to make anyone nervous,
pandemics can be unsettling enough
without economic and political surprises,
inconvenient systemic insights,
more expansive circles of empathy
positively impressing 
more than negative deep
steep...

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How do I escape my life of misery. Do I run away or do I hide away. None of my 
choices seem feasible because where...

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Spaces like Life

Your death is no spectacle. It will unfold itself ceremoniously
like a soft-sweater worn and discarded because of a snag
I walk in a ghetto...

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