Best Grains Poems

This time around, I will not scatter these grains
to land where the weeds might choke them.
This time around, I will collect these kernels
and take them to the gristmill in my head
to crack under all that weight and break free…

 
Turning while the other is static
Between...

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Life is a smile of a newborn in mother's arms

Arts and crafts of stained glass from grains of sand

Freedom of a chick on its very first flight

Love of a mother scurrying beside a young fawn

Float on a lotus pond in style of white swans

Lyrics of...

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Your soul is wearing a human carcass,
dress it up any way you like
but,
there’s your grain.

There’s your grain
And who imagined its potential?
Insignificant piece of earth
Scratchy little truth
that became so incredibly hot it could no longer be sand.
Creating a shard so clear
that the truth pierced reality.
One co-operative...

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Through the hourglass, 
I watch the sand -
grainy, smooth
dull, polished, 
none the same -
intricately created
yet with simplicity… 
Through the hourglass,
observing motion, 
becoming more aware
of days and nights weaved.
Like a looking glass,
reflections of my finite time, 
I watch the sands,
the sands watch me -
flowing ever faster,...

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grains of wet whimsy
collapse in cascades of froth...
summer memories...

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Distant verdant shores,
Swaying waves of golden wheat:
Oceanic fields....

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Dunes of gilded shine,
Praise the rising of the sun:
Worship of the sand....

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The morning's gray light offers a wonder
With red ribbons from dawn to underscore
Rays first soft light splits the night asunder
The moon's high tide comes rushing to the shore
The horizon a line to measure sight
Is caught beneath glows from a rising mass
Turns black to light gray...

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Beach
Golden sands
Rolling blues with white crests
So beautiful, like paradise
Gorgeous




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White washed world wishing wonders 
Did I see love that nostalgic night 
My eyes her cheeks my heart her aura 
Was it the true self longing for truth 
Or a hopeless heart seeking home in a foreign land 
Was it love or longing that pierced...

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and eventually existence will purge itself of the upsurge that cannot be calmed, 
the detested, repugnant billowing of progressive thought 
with a sickening and fatal denial of fault. 

maneuvering, shape-shifting- a chimera history, 
a ridiculous binding to a self-fulfilling prophecy. 
by propagating a barrage of...

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Weathered, eroded...
All these fragile stones and shells
now peacefully rest....

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Grains Of Sand, Pretending To Be Boulders


After winning, do try to be a real winner
your moment may make or break another.

Nobody lives in the glory their mind conjures
except those lost thinking in fantasy.

Starving people want more food to eat
not words and praise of your feats.

Think...

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I sometimes wander
into the wilderness of doubt
…off the beaten path
of conformity
My spirit walking barefoot
through contradictions
gathering the dust
of beliefs to trust

What’s seen at first
as a barren land
is filled with discarded ideas
Philosophies and concepts
of different mindsets
are as many
as the grains of sand

Sifting and sieving
these conceptual grains
is a...

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Bouquets, Grains of Wheat, and Other Love

For two years there was one little boy,
And though without a brother he "explored,"
Then in the spring in his grubby little hands,
He would appear with a bouquet at the back door.

Wild daisies or dandelions or a buttercup,
His grubby little...

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