Best Fly Open Poems

My heart skips a few beats 
before I realize that I’m not breathing.
Am I dying? I ask myself
but there is no response

Is this the end?
I...

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The Ancient Viking Warrior In His Old Age, 
A Collaboration With Vladislav Raven

Part (1.)

Biding his time, as each day wrangles its hours away
his soul resting...

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Part - 1.

Biding his time, as each day wrangles its hours away
his soul resting between heaven and Hade's hot fires
for wanton desires shall demand highest...

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Why do poets take such pains to 
create something so hard to understand?
Do they purposely try to cover deep truths
with big words and fancy phrases?
Why...

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Young Lena wandering under a covered sky~

Alone I'm walking not far from my destroyed home.
It's nearly Christmas where I live, but Santa Claus won't be...

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The TFL Shaman- A Journey Home.

Raindrops trickle down the misty train windows,
Obscuring views of coloured graffiti,
Works of passion sprayed on to embankment walls.
Bright colours splattered...

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from the Black coat to God

brushing my coat
get the dog hairs and lint
trapped in a rough brush

long firm strokes across the shoulders
down the back ...

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There once was a boy, named Abdul;
Went to get a job, fresh out of school. 
All dressed up like July,
With a bow and a tie;
But...

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The Seasoned Commuter

On The platform for ten to seven
No more trains if I get to heaven
Coffee and paper held in each hand
Bought a new ticket,...

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A Halloween Tale
  By Lee Bragan 

Darkness creeps across the land,
The midnight hour is close at hand.
A night of evil awaits us all
On whom...

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Bleeding ripe woman,
wet naked stone;
honey rock dries--
fast star bone.
Dead memories change
just like laid,
wants fly open--
soul sky parade.
Sea moon dreams,
daddy heard stars--
known little face;
death drives cars.

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Rainy...

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Here Comes The Rain
by Cate Rock

Here comes the rain again.
It washes down like a flood,
Here comes the hope again,
Watch out for the slippery mud,

Let me...

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My mind set to overdrive
my mindset erratic
it all comes too easy now
as I make blatant transgressions

For I am the anti-God
simply don't give a nod
to the...

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I hang around town 
With my fly open
And my underwear 
Pulled out

Just forgetful
Setting a trend
Or just
Cooling off the goods...

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Some fly in their jumpsuits,
others are thrown naked
to a place where thoughts are fig leaves.
A few conjugate dots of light
into a body-language.
Many shoot off like...

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