Best Grappling Poems

GRAPPLING  WITH GRATITUDE 

Oh Gratitude, 
Gentle as a butterfly.
You alight upon
my emotional reverie
to birth my questioning.

You have risen 
as an inward glow 
of unexpected proportions,
ready to...

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For I am death, the personification of pure evil,
The grand godfather, of legions of unnumbered generations.
Behold thy disciples, baptized beneath my crimson waters,
Of blood.
Then reanimated...

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O glorious Autumn of melancholic 
Gold -
All abouts the brightly lit
Woodlands
Your wonderful artistry behold!
Tinted bronzes,
Darting between awkward firs
Of sobering Evergreen,
Loiter inside mauve havens
Splashed with palest...

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Suitcase in hand, a face polarized against
the frosted window pane, searching verily
for continuity of a life that knew no restraint.
Someone’s Grandfather a considerate Uncle,
life’s situation...

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I am the progeny
Of lightning and stitch,
A Franken-hybrid
Of genius and glitch.

My circuits buzz with
Einsteinian thought,
Unraveling secrets
The universe has wrought.

Existence, I ponder,
Through photon and quark,
Grappling with...

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Love of truth
the very light of Greece
A peninsula thrust out
like a bony hand,
‘God-tormented Greece,’
Zeus exclaimed, 
“I shall give man ‘an evil,’ as the price of...

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At the center of the hurricane blast, within the lightning
Flash lies the wicked eye of the calming storm, a weeping
Echoing of a widow maker’s somber...

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Here, beyond the realm of air
          I've given what this job remands
    ...

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why is it easier to look at you
through one eye as opposed to two
when we should be totally 
enamored with the thought
that we have come...

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Daisy trips and falls apart
The mysterious rider brings her back
And now wonders how she ll find
The way back home cause is its off the line
And...

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DISINTEGRATE DISCREETLY

I am swimming, see no land;
The sea black darkened silence.
The only sound my grappling hand
In a tinted glass of violence.

No fish no coast no...

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With timid steps and a trembling heart
I walked through verdant barren paths.
Toward a rusty gate it took my feet
Into a garden of roses among the...

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.... for your eyes ....

A menu for lusciously delicious lips...
Bread sticks and creamy dips,
Cold, warm, hot on your tongue.
Delicate cherries, can't eat just one.
Exquisite, dew...

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My eyes rapaciously closing from the rampant onslaught of sleep,
All the while, aromatic thoughts of her tingling my senses grappling for more time within my...

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Upwards you gazed, poignantly painting me
like no one had before, nor has done since.
Concentric white and yellow circles. Free
of any common bearing or pretense.

I'd seen...

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