Best Glues Poems

Temptation Itches On All Living Things

Temptation itches on all living things
often nobody knows just how it stings,
not the icky-glues in its sticky pastes
nor the rotten...

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RED-
Pillar boxes that stand open-mouthed
Waiting to be fed.
And plump ripe strawberries,
Dipped in sugar,
Smothered in cream.
Or just popped in your mouth
And squashed between your teeth

YELLOW-
Buttercups that...

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In the summer Hot Weather, is the season of expressing the ultimate calamity of days of
unbearable treasure.  The measure of pleasure is fullfill as...

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On earth I know of no such taste, 
      No nectar of the Gods so chaste,
So pure, so gentle, full...

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Womb of existence 

Drum of God, cosmic current,
vibration omnipresent 
manifests prismatic hues,
flowing until desire glues.

Stagnation thus is the cause
that puts flow of life on pause.
Free...

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Dark matter seems to be
What isn’t there to be seen
In between
What we see.

They dub it dark since you cannot detect it
Nor can they inspect it
With...

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This is not the first of our great steps.
   It begins in an alcoholic stupor
      Someone carves in...

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~The Evil Fairy And the Vengeful Leprechaun~

Late at Night while the chickadees go quiver
A fairy of the forest has fastened to her heart
A bog-reed arrow,...

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“Before The Firing Squad”



the firing squad 
came dressed
in faux smiles

the intervention cake 
was spoon fed, like honey,
by mother superior

to the lesser bee,
with self-righteous
magnanimity

she wore the...

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Last night I had a pair of wings in my dreams.
I was free and brighter and than any sun beams.
It was amazing, flying with the...

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Part Two

Do you remember your run-up to the crease
      your Lindwall-delivery dragging the clasping flannel round hobbled boots
your anger
 ...

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Fragments United In Perfect Imperfection
And all the smeared colours unite into white
	
All
     the
        ...

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I have never felt so ecstatic anymore like your touch
On my back I laid, looking into the fading light of the moon
The melody from the...

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Pirates often take grapes from vines
When the fruits of love taste so divine
Ownership is of no concern
They bury treasures later upturned

They make cryptic maps, with...

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Friendship: Just Like a Palm Tree 


By Izunna Okafor


From the crusts of lonely loams
It gently roots inner and outer
And softly pullulates harder and taller
To register...

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