Best Flaking Poems

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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Night's descent with heaven's catharsis
Of white cold's drug for the dark;
Even whirls of flaking bits loveliness—
Winter's fresh, ice only shower.

Of white cold's drug for the...

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I found the bottle lying on a dune of wind-swept sand,
And I brushed the grains upon it with a weak and trembling hand,

I was crazy-mad...

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Oh, this impish ill!
this mystic flock of ever-roaming pain;
You now possess fully
my body and my life.
I am at your full attention and mercy;
Do you not...

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Faint barks, evening, wind, and rain
I'm standing outside these gates again
staring at her long twisted cobbled grey 
She'll be pleading and crying for me to...

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You may wonder why I went after Eve.
Let’s face it: That was a big mistake.
At nun-time, attuned to the earth,
paradise on earth was mine…still I...

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A blank canvas
That is me
The unmade bed
The formaldehyde 
I can have it all
A pure white frame
That is me
The dissected shark
How I suffer for my art

Only...

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(It was 1860 when the English poet Robert Browning
stumbled upon an interesting artefact as he walked
through the city of Florence.  It was a file...

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Layers upon layers,
flaking residue...
scraping at the inner walls of my heart,
priming the ruins of my disassembled dreams while
masking off all hope of bleeding out or...

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Sexy Love

Some say that love is when our rivers join on cotton sheets in mounting passion
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Weak audible creaks from a faded pub sign
Preludes a visual crash, combed by critical eyes
Though the structure was sound
The worn brackets were faint
Flaking words curled...

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Blood is thicker than water (farewell)

Burdened and scarred by DNA
Passed on to us without our say yet
Blood is thicker than water you say?
Characteristically speaking at...

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I hope that God won’t turn His back
I hope the Lord leaves just a crack
Where I may slip within His heart
To beg him for a...

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There was something odd about this stranger
She called herself a holistic healer
But truly there was nothing “holy” about her

“Bring me an eye of a young...

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I am not all happiness.
I am not as bitter as your smile
and I have no lips to make me sense -
to curve around my name...

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