Best Identifiable Poems

She Hates

Her eyes sink back into her head. 
Her left eye crosses her right and the hate pierces like the sun’s rays on a hot summer day.

She calls herself a Christian because it makes her feel safe. 

She believes that Church is a tangible thing...

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The Echo Of Stars
Galaxies away the echo of stars make her bloom 
this rose made of warm inside a heated hand * 
Fine tuning her soul to the chime of a thousand crystal pieces   
she blasts out and planets resound within her Chalice...

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Can I walk away for once?
To walk away from everything I've ever known
I want to give chance a chance
For that everything I've ever built that isn't a home

I do not want to travel to run away
I want an imagination that could change my life
Not that...

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— I take a dose of my own medicine and gage on my pride. Bitter sweet truth, leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Realization that it's time for me to move on. Admitting defeat, accepting the truth. You are my best friend, as a...

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CAUTION: 
the contents of this coffee cup may be HOT 
please be careful not to burn yourself or others 
the contents may also be wet 
spillage may result in slipping hazards 
the shorting out of electrical equipment 
electrocution and death 
or a possibly an embarrassing...

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BEING INVISIBLE (THE IRONY OF IT ALL)

There is a Battle ongoing about an 
invisible Being
Each side claims the ear of the One 
before whom they're  kneeling
But how do they know this invisible 
Being at all
How is he identifiable should someone 
on him call
One combatant...

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i
take a
peek inside my

mind - animal happiness find

it’s beautifully identifiable intelligence - that

space - electrically bioelectrogenetically multidisciplinarianismic creativity place...

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One leaf falls
holographic illusion
across time the Terminator travels
to shape Sarah Connors' destiny.
Heart attack
a common enough destiny
as common as young men discussing girls' ****.
The Constitution
is the document we refer to, the lodestone
to correct course and not go crazily astray.
Lose all purpose beyond murder, child sex and...

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That which is neutral,
no big deal,
normal,
not noticed,
enjoys an intimate mirror effect,
behaves and misbehaves
with the logic of eternity.

Time steers virtually clockwise,
eastern dawn toward west's setting sun,
birth through death,
with day's completion duskly hoping
for red skies at night.

Time fractally, seasonally, reasonably,
normatively, neutrally rotates through noise
dissonance 
with resonant double-binding...

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When Earth’s self-educational story did not yet include the self-awareness resources of DNA,
when all Earth’s Tribes were RNA rooted in composting soil,
what did we learn 
to personally,
and more politically and economically,
more public sectorally,
regenerate self-governance of life
through safe and healthy principles of development?

In this, our PostMillennial...

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If my behaviour is rude or objectionable.
What I need to learn to make it sustainable?
I studied surrealism and swathe me susceptible,
To concrete relations to develop surmountable,
But I temporize to learn your surreptitious gamble.
Then your religion adopted me a non religious,
And treated a birth distortion in...

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Dear Id,

Once again, I find my mind making the same journey into your deepest ocean of questions I can never fathom. So many times I've told myself it's such a complete waste of time to even cast my cares upon your unyielding  waters. I...

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In the ancient Egyptian culture
The Ankh represented life’s adventure

Crux ansata - Latin translation
Cross with a handle, strong foundation

When Roman Emperor Constantine
Envisioned his death in a dream scene

He adapted the symbol’s meaning
To reflect violence intervening

With a warrior’s death -- sword and spear 
Evoking in non-Christians supreme...

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Fiction by Charles
Just prior to the end of the civil war, there were nearly 6000 men who were not accounted for but assumed to be alive. Under truce, a secret meeting between Lee and Grant was held on no mans land, in the spring of...

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Our own beautiful perfection

Covered in a mist, by day and night.

Hiding from sight, the beautiful human,

Exist in partly dark, and partly light.

The personalities that character draws

Defines everyone delightful sense of mind,

Being consumed, we assumed our flaws,

In that perfect moment of borrowed time.

No one saw the...

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