Best Idealised Poems

Finding the plot

Of lost innocence
engrained in untold memories

The silenced absence 
in past present unspoken
stories well hidden
and therefore evoking
my past and my future
not mine and mine

Quite a mind-field
mines bombs blazing
artillery burning houses

My antecedent shelter of
generational tapestry
knotted not knotted
attached and attacked 
in hindsight myopic
insight reflection distortion

Existential vertigo
imagination...

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"POMPEII"



Her name was Pompeii
and I her mother,
loving her beyond measure,
took great angst, my heart bursting
from the betrayal - 
she, taking several lovers
basking in the underworld
where men are fickle
leaving unfinished poems
on walls shaking like loins
buried deep and dry
in denial of her 
sacrificial innocence,
welcoming rape, walking fire
tight,...

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In a small village in the green valleys of the Peak District, Sarah gave birth to a son, after a decade of trying for a child with her husband, Peter B Perfekt.  It was a joyful occasion for the farming couple, who lived a...

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"The Will to Survive" 

It was a peaceful time
back then in the dreams
that were once 
our prepossessing future.

sands of time 
dragged under our bare feet 
while the crystal clean warm ocean
of life that once was, washed over

our carefree summers 
in mermaid caves in the times
of...

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East Jesus




Assemblage and mixed-media arts,
imagine a world without a waste,
Salvation mountains, acrylic colourful carts,
Sculptures and installations put with taste,

Self assessment of the deep inside,
Freedom of expressions for all sarcasm,
Thoughts brighten up to everyone's pride, 
Epitomising the world, creating a microcosm,


Vibrations of secret knots that bind...

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The day I die is when I see the light
my body lit on my pyre 

my ashes one with stardust again
into the wind it blows away 

and bones belonging to rocks and river
nothing to fear and nothing to hold dear

I would part as I came...

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Yet my soul senses the passion n’ desire of your heart was composed in the language of love 
unto lust that I could never poetically impart, still I know the flame burns with pleasure n’ 
pain for all who find it outside their immortal heart…
I...

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Love's vibes sneered at my sunken face
And bid me to hear, booming from the
Calling clouds, that what I had idealised about
Is in fact nothing else other than figments
Of my own imagination!

I breathed in my anguish
While the rising winds
Seemed to tell me
That I have now become...

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PREFERENCE
the succulence
  on display
 arrestingly
 different
a
timeless
exactitude
 alongside
 luscious
 beauties
  concoctions
of symbolist n
abstractions
 simplified lines
  emptily idealised
yet
authentically
expressed
 & depicted
if
somewhat
in absurdity
of
  an  exploration
of  the sensual
in
the  of
  conscientious
to   make
a startling
 masterpiece
illustrating
&
 portraying
a naive
  fantasy...

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In baroque pathos
   dramatic effects
bright lively
   &emotional 
brown ochrered
blue & 
   shadowed orange 

precise folds 
   of feminine
     conception
idealised&delicate 
filled 
 with self perception...

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Once upon a time...a female aquaintance asked me if I could write a piece that 
represented a fairytale, idealised-type view of romance from a female 
perspective. (Hey, look, it's not the weirdest thing I've ever been asked to do). 
Anyway, this is what I wrote...and...

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The blind have led the blind 
too long, a glint of kerosene 
sparked a forest fire, razing 
wheat fields to the ground. 
Corn that burst the soil 
hit a drought that parched the fruit, 
turned it ashen, into charcoal, 
turned it dead without a sound.

I...

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DIFFERENCES
 popularity
slumbers
unperterbed
in
sentimental
innocence
idealised

the
disheartened
 steeped
in
specific
identity
 contemplate
obstacles
beginning
an
embodiment
of
 frailty

the
exciting
an
inevitable
  reminder
of
vitality

a
preliminary
&
suggestive
difference
of
 considerable
import...

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Love is unlike the game of chess, 
as time moves on it matters less, 
in absence, fonder grows the heart 
of someone else less far apart. 

The pressure fades upon the will, 
and like a blue remembered hill 
idealised in childhood ways 
is bare remembered...

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PASSIVITY
looking
 passing through
an idealised
alternative
 sensibiliy
meditates
on the
entirety
a
denial
of
a
 discernble
imposition

diverse
 constraints
in
the
 rigorous
 recognition
 of the literal
 possibility
 of insight

such
a
 reflective
stumulation
in
a considered
framework
both
authentic & justified...

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