Best Gnaw At Poems

LIFE'S UNDISCOVERED PASSION 

I reached up far to touch a star.
It only took a second.
I thought I heard a salient call 
alas it did not beckon.

While looking for an artful craft
and finding none; the time blew past
I looked toward the heaven's stars
for talents that could...

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Monsters may not want blood,
and they may not have claws,
nor the mandible, drooping—
the smiling jaws;
without scales or hair,
even growling, I dare
say that monsters may lurk
deep inside you.

Still, without teeth
they may gnaw at your soul;
without mouths, they may take you
and swallow you whole,
or leave you in...

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Slow or fast
we think behind a slip stream,
a contrail of the gone;
of what went by a momentary window
            long ago.

Asleep under a blacktop,
street-cars roll over my me-mind,
the crunch of old bones
   ...

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Dear Mother,

I didn’t understand before,
As much as I understand now. 
No matter how cruel a mother you may be,
You are still my mother. 

You wore me down to my brittle bones,
And continued to gnaw at the little marrow that was left.
Go on, finish me off,...

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Tell me, my friend,  
does infinity not unsettle your reason,  
or is it a comfort—to believe it meaningless?  

Look beyond the rust of your disbelief—  
this isn’t the frostbitten dogma you imagine.  
This is the marrow of things,  
...

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Prizes for Ultimate Sacrifices


    prizes for the abstemious  for abstinence  chastity ?
                 the countless occasions for love you let slip    ...

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Nowhere for you to sleep, but on the street.
                                    ...

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~ With  God's  Help  ~
(The  Goblet )


~O~



I'll  just  put on  my   best 
Face  and  a  nice  Smile   
Be  Strong  and  Do  my  best 
All ...

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Tomorrow is coming, it always does,
yesterdays gone left in the dust. 

A hungry child dies everyday,
someones mother has cried today. 

Children growing up in poverty,
the tears have washed away his dreams. 

Her belly hurts the food is gone,
Its been many days since she had some....

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Don’t be like me
 
Don’t only find your creativity 
When your four leaf clover turns out to be a weed
Don’t take that extra moment to rest 
When you get knocked down
Don’t close your eyes and hope for the best 
You need to see the path...

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“You walked many miles,
Climbed this mountain
To confront me,
A dragon with the reputation
Of being fierce!
All to possess a so called
Chalice of Courge.
By doing all that you have done
You proved that you already possess
The courage you seek.”

The dragon smiled once more
As he saw understanding 
Washed over Leonid’s...

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the good

The doors to my mind and heart
circle as revolving doors.
A peek inside and you see
happy memories and joyous events,
the loves, and lifelong friendships

A cul-de-sac, though a dead end,
has a circular finish, a merry-go-round
that accumulates happiness as it spins
into a cloud of beauty and nature,
compassion,...

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drowning...

Screaming silently for that one breath

of life...

that whirling maelstrom of beaten-down loss upon wrap-around defeat

of life...

that mercilessly shovels heaps of leaden rubble as you try to get back on your feet

drowning...

mute and dumbly flailing in the raging torrent

of being...

but a mere speck of dirt on...

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We're furry and coloured grey, brown, or black
Be-whiskered and sleek and reeking of fat
We'll squeeze through a hole, a gap, or a crack
For rotting flesh or dry bones to gnaw at

Four-legged dealers of lingering death
Malodorous creatures crawling with fleas
Exhaling our pungent foul-smelling breath
Urine and droppings...

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BOTTLE DANCE

Across my land, abysses gnaw at automobiles,
From the foot of the mountain, 
To the shores of the oil fountain.
Certificated youths drinking piss to mellow their brains,
Clutching at wheels, dodging bumps into fog lights.
“Stupid, ing dog” curse survivors of amputation “you bastard” 
“Who cares, you...

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