Best Forming Poems

The passing melancholy of an overactive mind
Drags you beneath waves of lost time

No notion to breathe permeates past the ache
Crashing of waves doesn't encourage you to wake

Intertidal zone creates time to stop and think
Pelagic slumber though I wish to surface not sink...

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Will you form with me at the centre.? Any colonials
Good and true..'Will you stand? To confront tyranny?
Here there is a place for you.! all you will need is courage..
And the will to see it through..Will you stand and form
The centre? as they think we still...

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“The Monk Windows, Ravens, Angels and Embryos Forming” 

Dawn arrives
in the black and white
misunderstood in the abstract
you can see the 
embryos of thought forming 
always inside us 
the children 

white angel wings 
cover sleeping pages
where raven wings
spread like evensong 
in storm clouds cutting
through the dissolving...

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Lead or follow, who can fathom?
some of both I do suppose,
the measure of our true devotion
lies within our very souls. 

Sporadic arguments and spats,
contorted faces, angry eyes,
or reconciliations struck
lest we distrust, and then despise.

The path to joy is fraught with trials,
trying, testing constantly,
living, loving through...

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Lead or follow, who can fathom?
some of both I do suppose,
the measure of our true devotion
lies within our very souls. 

Sporadic arguments and spats,
contorted faces, angry eyes,
or reconciliations struck
lest we distrust, and then despise.

The path to joy is fraught with trials,
trying, testing constantly,
living, loving through...

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A life of drugs; he laughs, he shrugs
Found this world to be "non-addictive"
Hopelessly dependent; oh, can I end it?
Hurt so deeply, now I'm vindictive
Construct the thickest, strongest shell
Impenetrable fortress; unstoppable blockade
Barb-wire, a moat- ten million guards!
They come, they go; they glow, then fade......

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Full grain cow hide kilt...
Plastic canoes tend to tilt
Frozen daisies wilt...

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I noticed, once I closed my deal
That no matter what I chose to feel
Everything is so purple and blue teal, ever since I cried out my fears craving to succeed
I've been swiping for hours but not a single face makes me desire
I go out and...

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July 3 Scripture Meditations Based on Proverbs 26

Key Verse – Proverbs 26:10 The great God that formed all things both rewardeth the fool, and rewardeth transgressors.  

MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR FORMING ME

Thank You for forming me from sinfulness’ destruction
According to Your compassion
Toward deeds...

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Lead or follow, who can fathom?
some of both I do suppose,
the measure of our true devotion
lies within our very souls. 

Sporadic arguments and spats,
contorted faces, angry eyes,
or reconciliations struck
lest we distrust, and then despise.

The path to joy is fraught with trials,
trying, testing constantly,
living, loving through...

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Lead or follow, who can fathom?
some of both I do suppose,
the measure of our true devotion
lies within our very souls. 

Sporadic arguments and spats,
contorted faces, angry eyes,
or reconciliations struck
lest we distrust, and then despise.

The path to joy is fraught with trials,
trying, testing constantly,
living, loving through...

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You fashioned man
Out of clay matter
Called the birds
To flock your trees
The pines reach up
The creatures chatter
You spoke out light
It came to be
You made the mountains
Such a wonder
Beauty beyond
One'd hope to see
Thank You for making
That clay matter
And forming life
In forming me...

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Lead or follow, who can fathom?
some of both I do suppose,
the measure of our true devotion
lies within our very souls. 

Sporadic arguments and spats,
contorted faces, angry eyes,
or reconciliations struck
lest we distrust, and then despise.

The path to joy is fraught with trials,
trying, testing constantly,
living, loving through...

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Giant green hands on  thin frond arms
Fingers spread to catch each drop
Of promised rain
Reflected  shades of yellowed sheen
Waltz with shadowed hues of green
Lighter fingers wave in wind
Leaf end tips like witches nails
Curl and close all clasped and pinned 
Rivulets to guide each drip
Down...

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Mean Storm Forming..



Red stormy sky’s forming above the land and to the seas. 
Mountainous terrain is being swelled by clouds of insanity.

Once that storm reaches that warm water beach. 
Those clouds will circulate then the winds will start to peak....

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