Best Figures Poems

You could say:  
       Variety attracts a free spirit, a soul with curiosity - 
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When stars ascend and illuminate moonlight,
he sits in the midst of childhood confusion,
bricks in ruby quartz, shape pearl-face of twilight,
crafting a castle from artistic vision
where...

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Leaning against the ropes, eyes swollen half closed

Its been a long fight....

Blood dripping from a dislocated jaw

Body beaten and bruised; taking a few more blows

Crowd...

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Our two party system isn’t working
Plastic figures, disaster lurking
Conservative or liberal isn’t the call
It’s the ultra rich against us all
For the people is what it’s...

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It’s said that God bestows on us, each and every soul,
A special gift just meant for us, to make our lifetime whole.
How often I have...

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Pull out the easel
   set the canvas 
    positioned long and slender clean slate.
Sketch the figures huddled and dark-bound hostage
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Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down...

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~Marionette Master~    

All my dreams evolve around my wooden floor
Candles and clowns the show must go on

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The Moon slowly moves its way...

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As long as man has lived upon this Earth
     The quest for beacons of light has endured
Primitive cultures, man’s earliest ancestors
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Winter is approaching.
 I feel it in my floorboards; in my baseboards;
in every nook and cranny.
I wait to be filled again at this time of...

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Machinating the manger scene

The little shepherd sat at night
and kept his sheep within his sight
he gazed up at the starry night
and saw one star was...

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Only the cold crunching
of the fresh snow bunching,
and the tired leather boots
as I take that first step

Can be heard right here
by no other frozen ear,
for...

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When I am Colder,Older and then alone...
I will collect the sky on my own...
When the art has faded and the days then fade-
when everyone has...

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now ...

dance for me …
eyes of polished onyx pierce
me like the keen edge of a scalpel,
deftly wielded ...
the blood of my black
heart flowing in and...

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Between the trees tall figures

Sisters hidden by perfect mirrors

Behind shivering trees pale and drawn

Shadows snicker at glories dawn



Fairies draw near flickering sheer petal wings

By quivering...

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