Best Filings Poems

South Of The (United States) Border...
(Reigns A Welter Of Disorder)

Caravans comprising multitudinous
     peoples plodded a steady course
analogous to iron filings drawn by
     strong magnetic force
gravitational pull generated

     by North America
   ...

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Unrealities and realities
grind together in mortar’s mouth,
spilling, pulverizing, volatile perfumes—
succumbing scents of citrus, crushed copper,
musks of bruised lightning,
threshing thunderous throbs. 

Instability incarnate sings her reveling wails,
fragrances of something
Beyond Name.

I guide existences into black curve,
severing them against sharp, obsidian walls,
letting them rupture—letting them bleed
—syrups and statics—
messy...

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A TAXPAYER SPEAKS

Years ago when filing tax forms reared its proliferating death’s head
I cursed, perspired, and thought about moving to a foreign homestead
As a low-income taxpayer I felt too unimportant to hire an accountant
So I filed and filed for years, at all times a very...

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A Cynosure of Sadness

As gun has that sense of humour in the trigger,
It triggered my mind that I clouded darkness in your happiness with sadness,
Sadness that is brewed from failure to curb the vase of your love,
Sad that is being punctuated by disappointment that can't...

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Losing Someone
Written: by Tom Wright
2/23/2016

At times we catch ourselves questioning why
That in droves grievous things, appear to come 
We spend time in prayer then say goodbye
While the one we’ve just lost has left us numb

We retrace those steps from former days
For footprints have remained in...

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Trainer must be a powerful magnet
For inducing dipole moment.

Guiding star for orientation
Orientation leads to self realisation.

Realization leads to field creation
A potential to a give proper direction.

I could see now clinging filings
All now set up to reflect their feelings

MSDEED team at North and South pole
MSFDA has...

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Tonight we set the clocks ahead.
The morning will be dark;
But afternoon will linger,
As from day we disembark.

The sun will last for hours.
There’ll be much more time to fill;
And all that light will beckon
Hyacinth and daffodil.

Like filings to a magnet, we’ll be
Drawn to the outdoors,
Ignoring mop...

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agape gave grave to age
bent not to burdens born
cleave verily the leaves of life
distilled stilled styled reviled
entry net try and try
filigree reeds figure loosely
grave gave the age to rage
humble bled humid muddle
insomnia sonogram moss grass 
jubilant talent bilious slant
koan known now shown
lilting quilting tinged with...

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Author's note: This is an epic length poem that will have to be split into parts and will be serialized in successive posts.


PART 1

the highway's double line snakes in 
and out of my headlights
they searchlight the lanes 
for a motel pool TV free ice 
a...

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Rude awaakenings
passive resistances
offset reposes
nominal com-pre-poses
clattering synopsis
reflective rejections
loveless offerings 
sentient longings
goober finales
creepy filings
jubrient jiltings
assinine intentions 
cooperative unintentions
lazy notions
graded offerings
misguided annotations
guilded gonads
perserverant punishments
unabridged miscellaneous
assertive nothings
blinded essentials
ill acquaintances
riddled resentments
staved sequences
toiled romances
piss pot potentials
dragged molecules
finite measures
copious credentials
minor mirrors
killed desires
zoned inadequacies
victim gags
witless endeavors
yearless covenants
useless touches
homely juxtaposes
unfiled females
tattered testosterone
monumental misguidedness
aperture unfocused
twitterpatted...

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Losing Someone
Written: by Tom Wright
2/23/2016

At times we catch ourselves questioning why
That in droves grievous things, appear to come 
We spend time in prayer then say goodbye
While the one we’ve just lost has left us numb

We retrace those steps from former days
For footprints have remained in...

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I shall begin this tale with a storyteller's flair
take out my flute to play a soft seductive tune
between pauses, as I recall my journey.

Facing the unknown does not frighten me
unchartered waters are a challenge not to ignore 
lure me like a siren, or filings to...

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I open the jar of poems like a bottle of whiskey on a long night,
where the poet's whispers are raw and direct, a course of love in four acts,
obsessions and (un)blamable loves writhe like cigarette smoke in the room,
and we laugh blue, like ink spilled...

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Unsoiled white pages attract like magnets
Waiting for words like silvery bits of iron filings 
Words and phrases seeking recognition,
Hungering for an emotionally satisfying place
Of lasting importance -- meaning, a message
Not to be erased by this age’s mediocrity,
Worthy of being a literary rite of passage
That will...

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The tracks left at our death
Will reveal more than our shoe size.
For in these tracks,
Filings of our lives will be found.
The test facing us then,
Will not see pencil to paper, or voice to air,
But our life as an overlay
On the image of Jesus Christ;
Make each...

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