Best Flourescent Poems

harvest moon
                  
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              Crowning Glory

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Light

flourescent, incandsecent

Glowing, burning, illuminating

Guides like a star, Shooting through the sky

Reaching, longing, ending

Shadows, blackness

Dark...

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Here bathed under the flourescent light I sat alone....
Fingers moving rapidly to punch out these words...
Eyes focussed on the tiny panel of lighted words...
While outside,...

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A farmer's son was once tending to his mother's hens,
Collecting their eggs to sell,
At his family's road-side market stand when,
He found a purple egg with...

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The ringing was so piercing and incessant
from way outside the house I heard its blare.
I ran into my room; my clock flourescent,
that object of offense,...

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This struggling accomplished path winds,
Spiral like stairs leading us to the point;
Average wingedhipsters today more like
Displaced thugs. With no sense.
At every corner, we're speaking rigorous
Reminders.

That...

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it waved at me
but i was not friqhtened by the gesture

the stallion red,
the flourescent white,
the unblemished blue,


now 
the lastest addition to the american dream, a...

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It's silent
except for the buzzing
of the flourescent lights
in this deserted classroom.
I should be studying
but my thoughts keep drifting
back to our talk.
Is it possible
to make time...

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this world is bleak,
everywhere i look is the same
dark and dreary black
and plain boring white

oh how i would miss 
those clear days, that i could...

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When you hear 
    the refrigerator hum
  flourescent bulbs buzz, 
   door hinges squeak
  and meet a ghost...

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The first drop,
and each one after,
merge in a cluster of blissful storms 
Flourescent 
dreams lie in wait
for every rising degree of fervour

Scattered
sunshine ceases to blind...

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losing sleep,
losing dreams,
feeling fingers slip between,
the jeans,
the sheets,
the milk white skin
calling out
to come within
feeling lungs
feeling hearts
pumping quickly
beating hard
and closing eyes
to let it go
sharp edges soften
arms...

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Those sweaty and uncomfotable days
seem to have lost their intensity,
and glancing far into infinity
can be done with more clarity;
storms are much rarer to stike
and fling...

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In the aftermath you bring a rainbow
Despite how deep and dark the storm does grow
You bring color into everything
You make one's heart smile and sing
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