Best Imaginations Poems

Wind so cold.
Blowing.
Fondles my face.
Tickling.
The tears from heaven.
Pouring. 
Tapping. 
Dancing.
Unrelenting.
I wonder if i wish
    to stop them
From numbness,
    to waking,
          then sensing.

The little voice in me says,
Wait, don't go.
Stay a little longer. I plead.
Sing for me today, rain.
With the gliding rhythm...

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The black and white devil clouds, 
Becomes true beauty for me. 

The sweetest vioce of singing birds, 
Becomes a Song for me. 

The stable leaves and branches of still trees, 
Becomes high flying Birds for me. 

Imagination beautifully colours your life, 
Like a Heaven with...

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Imagine with me
that your local
political
economic community,
municipality,
bioregion
is a communication network
already at hand,
like a potentially benign kingdom
or mutually informed democracy,

Which is what some residents actively hope for
as a peaceful sacred communion
and others engage in active voting campaigns
and political party platform design
for restoring Earth Justice communities
as architects for...

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She covets luxury so unprecedented
especially a lingerie made by a thousand hands
with sparkling diamonds out of bounds to human sight
and covers made out of a century of crafting.

He wants a green eyed Caucasian female
with typical African voluptuous curves
and an Asian radiance and rare brilliance
rendering an...

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Notes of the butterflies 
lightly lilt through the mind
as oceans songs from shells 
lend music to the deaf and blind

Creating wondrous worlds 
with balloon filled laughter highs
Repeating the recordings 
of blue birds feathered glide

Enchanting footnotes joining 
around a bonfire dance
while a prince, in a castle,
...

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Hugh lived inside imaginations maze.
The fire-breathing monster marked her game.
Her lion’s head and serpent’s tail she’d raise.
While gazing in his eyes, hot breath took aim.

Each glance beyond his window was the same.
Mosaic thoughts traversed inside his brain.
No guardian from Heaven ever came.
Reality was warped by...

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Imagine,
for the two thousand and twentieth time,
Yang is hierarchical upside power hungry
from above,
authorized to prey on those yins below,
however resiliently they may pray.

Yang grows politically overpowering strengths
of an autonomously omnipotent god,
pejoratively associated with patriarchy,
and ethologically connected with Bucky Fuller's "convex"

So, of course,
Yang's inevitable intuitively appositional...

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tides are turning
rolling over like souls in their graves
it's ok-it's ok-it's ok
just remember you're already saved
so   now what  are you
going to do with the rest of your day
now what have you got to say
when will you realize
with you're real eyes
WE 
we ARE...

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Life is what , a magical picture frame,
 
Relations r what , decorations of d frame,
 
Memories r what , imprints of who came,
 
Desires r what , like pets we tame,
 
Race is fr what , wealth and fame,
 
Luck is what , a...

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by Michaelw1two

Inspired by Lucia Szigeti

 Thought, an idea distant,
 across voids of words in rhyme;
 comprehension is equivalent,
 to accretion in cosmic time;
 feelings seed mind comparative,
 in singular beings prime;
 Terra incognita, they thrive
 in fields of blooming thyme.

 Rhythm in emotions,
 disperse life's...

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Mechanical Imaginations

you say, time travel, as if
we could somehow bend

all that was or ever will be -
mechanical imaginations

perhaps crying crystals 
or lit aligning alchemy...

though whichever way we
would come at such ideas

we're clueless whenever it 
pertains to warping waves

besides we'd be tampering 
with nature and bloodlines...

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Some quiet time
no talking
no hurrying
no running
no appointments made for next milions of weeks
just sitting 
taking pleasure in sitting
peace and quiet
maybe with ice tea or nice cup of hot coffee 
looking at the sea 
and some love...
These are the deepest ones....

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"Like the silence that screams, cursing solitude
... whispers of faith sing patiently with prayers"

                               ...

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Imagine it's spring
Feel the warmth on your skin
Butterflies sipping...

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If only I could take you on a tour
To the worlds that my brain has built
And show you the lives I live
The colors I paint my walls with
The stories I draft on my brain cells
The places I travel to 
And the places that I create...

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