Best Form Poems

A desperate housewife I knew
had such mundane housework to do.
Being so tired of it,
she decided to quit.
Then off to Las Vegas she flew.

Having always been such a lithe girl,
she thought “I’ll give dancing a whirl!”
Her audition went well.
From a large oyster shell
She emerged, so they...

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The walls of the doctor's office
Are blue.
Blue is a color that's supposed to
Calm, to soothe.
The doctor and the nurse both have
Blue eyes.

They are telling me
About the magic pill
That will make 
All of my problems 
Go away...

The nurse asks,
"Don't you want to be 
Like everyone else?"
I...

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one with the music 
a vestibule for magic 
love fills the night air


Let my aura deep red spill onto the page, 
I an instrument in the name of poetic rage,
                                        ...

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My existence is a poem I've never finished,
as I've always been unsure what form it should take.

In a labyrinth of lyrics, words are like whores,
unfaithful and easily bought in a virtual marketplace,
so I wonder if it's better to leave them unwritten -
but an unprecedented urge to scribble overcomes...

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Ivy climbs the wall
Spreading fingers here and there
Forming leafy art...

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Velvet fell from the SKY ON a Boston day by the bay
Cotton caressed thy lips gentility so that you might sigh
While you tried to convince me you and I could beg to fly 
Suddenly uncertainty and fearfulness drew night but I never knew why

Other people...

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From life you chose to disappear
Yielding to waves that lured you in 
Never knowing what could have been

Each day I'm haunted by grim fear
Anguished by the most dreadful thought ~
What had I done to break your heart

My lashes tether to each tear
When the sun slips...

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Let's meet 
     on 
        side
        of
      honesty
honor
    & Integrity
         ...

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Heavily broken our love is but a token,
from words left unspoken, you ruin me.
Your vow betoken my soul is now oaken,
as I'm left heartbroken, you don't seem to see.

My world has gone gray with these games that you play,
the price that I pay, as my...

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The endless rainy days and nights
Leaving cold dampness in the air
Only grey clouds within my sight
Any form of happiness feels so rare

My thoughts and dreams a prison
No relief within my life so it seems
While I wish for any hopeful visions
As i stifle heart wrenching screams

A...

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"Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, 
after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, 
something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry."
           ...

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Look not at form but soul within
All that is, is God’s light
Cave of heart’s open, go therein
Feel heightened bliss delight

Know there is no ‘other’
Each soul is our brother
Blessed by Divine Mother

Effuse love warm
Look not at form...

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I was as high as the eyes could see
A giant dark cloud of pure misery

I seemed to roll as one with the wind
A giant black wall that had no end

I stripped the land and left it bare
Of the lives I destroyed, I didn’t care

Those who...

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Poetic lines
plucked out of the universe of creativity
a structure perhaps in place.

The poet's mind
a receptor
like a television receiving radio waves.

A message and a form emerges and a pattern appears
then to be arranged and carefully designed
like a quilter creating a quilt.

Further guided to play with words...

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April graces us with showers, 
As cold snows melt, their wintry scene
Is changed to many shades of green.

From tender shoots, soon, Spring flowers,
Apollo's face is golden fair...
The scent of spring is in the air.

As blossoms float down from bowers
When gusts of April breezes blow, 
They...

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