Best Graphic Poems

mirrors are flawless til observed ~ yet beauty dwells in a broken shard 

yelled the beast stabbing it into his eyes ~ i’m beyond horribly scarred 

still he laughed quite menacingly ~ as his aqueous humour discharged 


#aqueous humour# (i’ll let you look it up)...

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In all my years as a graphic designer
At this ripe old age, there's nothing finer
Than to still be in the loop
And cooking up graphic soup
Better than wasting away in my old recliner


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Ooh a scented grape graphic. Now that's wisdom. Contained a logical pattern in a juice cup. Heron haven heaping. Wisdomstic of a Judas flaw. Consealed in Sanskrit. Heavenly heaping cream on a very large bun. Wonderful balloon ride over the sea o'er the hills. Ride...

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standards fall
infinite divisions
of a space call
for creations base

" eat me "
the waters taste
of completion

Aellopus delivers
revelation
a connection
reopens
and a field explodes
in subtle elation

an ocean
births a generation

" opposites attract "
answers
a burning question

" and the beauty of a point "
marks
the equation

it's the holy graphic
of a single
calculation...

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Some of the sexiest women are Vargas’s 1940 pinup girls,
They are drawn with long hair, sensuous legs, and the right kind of curls.
Enhanced in all the right places, there is nothing that exudes sex faster 
Graphic drawings of cattish women are not the kind you...

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I felt his fingers bruising my flesh, tearing me till I bled onto him.
He made me taste it for him, I thought this would be the night I died.
Panic seized me anew when he settled between my thighs and pressed in.
A pain like none of...

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Sketching the image of you,
Will never be the same as
Tracing the figure of you,
With my fingertips......

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In a drunken stupor, I fall down on my comforter
Baby blue sky covered in fluffy clouds of cotton.
I kick off my shoes, faded pink chuck Taylors
And make clumsy work of my shirt buttons.

I slip an oversized shirt over my head, Bart Simpson,
And pull it straight...

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Picture
               hanging on the wall
               The sky is dark with a
      ...

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Tina was a prostitute
          a lady of the night
        By day she whiled the hours away
          staying out of sight

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My fair ladylove
How dare she saunters the halls
Taunting a man so graphically
She holds the very knowledge
That her figure is astonishing
It is to be concluded that she cherishes
Being the focus of my poems
She then exhibits herself quite flawlessly
Bearing equivocal fervor...

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the time is now as Reagan would say back in the days so young and fragile that continues to be extreme the best of the rest and trial and data is continued to promote the concussion of ones head injury and to become rather sophisticated...

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The noblest man of england,
once claimed a peasant girl.
With cheeks redder than roses,
and skin whiter than pearl.

Bless the newly wed husband,
who forfeits his second right.
Knowing the order of things,
he quickly turned out the light.

A fine estate awaited them,
nobility would no longer wait.
He ripped off all...

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Promises made behind the veil
the self-committed to the unsaid
are realized in graphic bliss
tempered by impermanence

those lurid dreams of the obscene
exist beyond morality
harbored in the inky depths
where restraints tempt the fates

chains cast aside in pursuit
of revelation deep within
no longer held by the norms
a celebration pressing flesh

the...

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Many say that everyone gives up on them. The sad reality, is that all to often, this is painfully true.
But then, you find someone. Someone different. Someone who has endured more for you than anyone else has. Someone who has over & over proven to...

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