Best Folded Poems

I am incredibility inner today,
like a folded rose, metaphorically speaking
I am totally dwelling within . . .
the world moving outside of me
lost within my own reverie
I have come to the art gallery
where I can lose myself
on the patio I am reading and writing
the warm sun...

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She folded, quit, shut down, bled out
In a horrible, end-of-life way.
With pills
And lots of them

Never fulfilling her dreams, 
Never finding her hopes.
Never traveling the road that would have led her
To a purpose that would have saved her

I had not reached out
Because she was on the...

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I Folded My Mother Up

I folded my mother up
Into a creased peace of paper 
Folding memories into intentions.
Flattening the dementia of unstructured emotions
Into a neat, file-able document.

We  arc this abyss;  tightening ropes  over time.
We are not our worst intentions, 
but we are...

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The angels, with their folded wings
walk on silent ground

They know not whether
to weep, 
or wield their sighing harps.

It seems like hearts are stones, 
or jewels would they be?

Precious gems, maybe.

Of different hues, 
with scattered light.

Encrusted, unpolished
by time and tears,
and by things spoken 
and not...

The angels,...

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Sometimes, I am like a folded red rose,
in deep sadness I wrap my wings;
and safe I linger as rose petals close.
where all my grief in my heart clings.

Though, a rose is quite divine-  the scent blows,
and thoughts of funerals it brings;
the sweet smell speaks...

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Wish I had half a brain 
Bricks to fill the void in my head 
Wrinkled and stained 
Intelligence is but a soul beheaded

Big words were never an attribute 
Amassing descriptions to loneliness 
Why can't we just call it solitude 
Synonyms alongside this dark fortress 

Half...

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You start with a paper so crisp and white,
You redo the first fold until it’s just right.
You continue to fold it whichever way,
If only the folds would decide to stay.
You crease it and crease it until at last,
The plane zooms past the Mazda, which travels...

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If I cared more, I would see the dream that should be,
Lanes wouldn’t be filled with worries,
Schools would cater to the educators well,
Institutions wouldn’t make graduates dwell.

Music is dull and paintings are monotone.
No voices are heard, and eyes are closed alone,
Where’s the compassion gone?
Folded papers...

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You

Opened the folded clover

In my heart

And sprinkled your kindness

Into my soul

You

Take me higher

Than any mountain trail

Where the air is sweet

And true

Like the breath of

Your laughter

Echoing

All around me....

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I've found a love that I will keep,
Between the sheets
Of paper,
Corners folded, pages marked.

You are, my Love, my love I know
I want you, so
Embrace me.
Corners folded, pages marked.

We are the legend, fire and air,
And all we share
Is precious.
Corners folded, pages marked....

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Left With A Folded Flag

Have been at wall with all of the enemy,
Including one that existed inside of me;
Have begun to  prepare myself for war;
On ship as it approaches foreign shore.

Fearlessly landed  and sand  was flying,
In the air and many soldiers were...

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I

Yesterday,
          I can never get back-
and I have to find the strength when days are black.
   When a dark shadow comes I pray,
going inner like a red folded rose;
where grief has froze;
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Night folded its temporary home
Each segment removed brought
Light through cracks, windows
Doors until my eyes caught

The light of day, saying get up
Time to rise begin chores
The bed is warm and the room cold
Don't want feet to touch floor

Sunlight's penetration awakes
Even the cold, it now knows
Time is...

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His role, sadly, that of “The Little Prince”**
tending to a long forgotten rose
preserving the truth of  memories lies
her beauty in a folded crease repose

His love a trembling finger’s gentle touch
of longing etched within the silent eyes
alone within the dusty grip of past
touches the curling...

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NOTHING HAS CHANGED
IT'S STILL THE SAME
AS BEFORE YOU WERE HERE
YOU WERE A LITTLE LIGHT
BUT THE BATTERIES DIED
AND I
IN THE NARROW REALM
OF UNCERTAINTY
AWAIT YOUR DECISION
A DEPARTURE
WITHOUT QUESTION
I'LL GO
BUT I MADE A LITTLE SUN
IN YOUR DARK SKY
GUESS I BLINDED YOU
WITH THE BRIGHTNESS....

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