Best Hallways Poems

As my thoughts shrink my mind expands
Growing into the spaces between my words
The words of others
Refreshed within the pauses
Dancing inside possibilities
Filling in the blanks

Words suspended
Within...

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They walk silently along my hallways.
Floors littered with faded finery.
Do you remember my Granduer?
I had once been called the Queen of the sea.
Pulled down to...

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You wonder why, my love
These memories flitter in the hallways of my mind
Knocking on the door
of every room
Where I’ve hung
Do not Disturb Signs
For I don’t...

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There was a time.

There was a time
When your fabled dreams
Seemed honest

A time when
Your open arms
Coated in dented silver and tainted dreams
Understood my Size 12 shoes

When...

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Somewhere in midnight’s nocturnal hallways
As the chill settles down with starlight
While the world stands silent in waiting
There abiding with his flock walks the shepherd
Hopeful in...

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Atop The Table


'an empty verse'
and empty hands
~understand~
The glass in hand
can drown out ten- 
thousand and ten;
Hearts, 
~emptiness~
'  '
looking for
?
a 
f
l
o
w
e
r
  ''
  ...

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They are lined up along the long hallways
wheelchairs protruding, blocking the corridors.
The aroma of antiseptic spray attempts to mask
the pungent smell of body odors.

The loud...

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With Youth.....

Watch this girl...
she has her eyes
on a rising dandelion
sprouted in high grass,
a pensive girl, 
weaving her way through the fields,
looking past weeds to her...

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Within the hallways of my mind a memory that clings 
spoken words of wisdom, beneath the hush of Christmas morn 
A little kitchen full of...

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It stood there
looking empty and old,
neglected and sad
with windows shuttered,
covered in shadow 
both day and night,
hovered over 
by trees whose branches
disguised the house
and made it...

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Sometimes when
nightfalls of summer 
feel so cold,
and everything seems dark,
I turn to the heat of 
my grandmother’s soup. 
Life can exist 
within bone China 
or...

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when skies bleed 
your sonnets~
every drop of 
           garnet rain 
    ...

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Mystic Tinklings


Mystic tinklings
	Ancient echoes from the past
Fleeting inklings
	Glimmer just beyond your grasp

Phantom footfalls
	When you know that you’re alone
Echoed choircalls
	Of a long forgotten song

Shadows slipway
	From the...

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I am your god
You worship at my altar
Yet I offer you no salvation
My glassed fingers
Boiling liquid answers
Hypothesis's inconsistencies

I promise 
I entice
Stretching minds to new possibilities
Some...

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“Blue Angels, Black Sheep, Monitors and The House of Random Penguins” 

The womb
is scooped like 
an over ripe melon
Time is the incorrigible felon,
the forgotten lost...

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