Best Exits Poems

"Exits Exist"



prophecies materialised
bad dreams of tomorrow
arrived vaporising today

the higher ones 
prepared their exit plans
they thought they were gods

but they were just
children playing 
at being man 

insanity is a monster
who no longer sees
exits exist

on bended knee

dark wings singed
in truth - 
mere mortal, 

lost humanity

the story 
already...

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She exits the shower
As I towel her down
Her long blond hair
Skin so brown
 
With her back to me
In masterly strokes
Every part I caress
Her wanting stokes
 
She takes my hands
To her breasts she cups
Our torso's close
In standing up
 
She bares her nape
Invites me to kiss
As my...

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Bury my heart in trivia. 
Keep my mind stuck in minutia.
The dam internet's a sham, 
designed to drive man, 
off the road into distraction. 

Keep me from knowing what is right, 
directed by detours to spite,
the dam internet's a scam
designed to drive man, 
off the...

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The mighty slugger saunted to the plate
The sun dipped in the sky, 'twas getting late
  First he swung and he missed
  But the next pitch he 'kissed' 
Out of the park ~ onto the Interstate...

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'Check in' is not at three in the afternoon                                    ...

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In the beginning where buds lifts man’s hearts beyond those of the dismal dark, there is a light in the life of each being and plant that grows while the season extends beyond the grave of winter. Life evolves through time, crafting its own existence...

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Two exits up ahead.
One to the left could go west,
One to the right could go east,
I could drive straight past
Continuing down the predictable path.

The exit on the right provides a return
route to beginnings — attempts at do overs.
The other tempts me. It is new unexplored
A...

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She exits the shower
As i towel her down
Her long blond hair
Skin so brown
 
With her back to me
In masterly strokes
Every part i caress
Her wanting stokes
 
She takes my hands
To her breasts she cups
Our torso's close
In standing up
 
She bares her nape
Invites me to kiss
As my...

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In 2018 there were four who exited life's door never to return. There was an additional one whom I feared might also depart, but he recovered from his sickness and now continues his mission. My acquaintance with each of them was for many years a...

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As I sit on the bank beside this clear running stream
I look on in awe as if I am in a dream

My girl, my love swims in the translucent so pure
Her curvaceous shape in the ripples allure

Breaststroke to backstroke as she shares with me
As the...

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Despite its proverbial might, the Glass Ceiling
Couldn’t freeze the dream God wrote on the page
Where my misery and the sad feeling
That in its ribald rage

Strove hard my priceless dream to delete and defeat
Breathing hard on my neck
Snatching from my outstretched hands the succulent sweet 
Destined...

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Secrets spooned over ! 
the dipping of toast
into the steamed cup captured espresso. 
Un-asked answerless questions.
They return spinning in an orbit of not knowing. 
Chairs scattered; cold empty seats 
the previous occupiers never to return !
All doors are open! and locked mindfully: 
Between them truth...

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insecurity was a fight
complexes were a height
skinny or fat- a sin
society wins
calling **** a new game
calling stud a new maze
gaming of hearts
processing of beats
true love a blund sight
fake was a new area
but still she belives in love
i said y
she said
i have been waiting for a...

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A child is somewhere scribbling,
not quite knowing what to say,
a junkie with a habit of empty words.

The smart money’s on failure
and I can’t seem to sleep,
because the moon is leaking sliver fears.

The polar-bear cocktail,
paints a chalk barricade,
that incoherent scolding's cannot climb.

Hope went unnoticed,
until it was...

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The Winter Mist


The winter mist
Which no can twist

I knew you exist
Although in a cyst

Never failing to appear
When all you could do was disappear

You stayed
When you frayed 

And you waited 
When things faded

And yet you left
When you could deft

I returned to my mess
Now covered in tress

To...

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