Best Inclinations Poems

I’ve got those baby I want you things on my mind
Those ooh baby, pleasured bodies intertwined
She knows all the right places and my pump’s primed
exploration...

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A child lights our way in life...
The greatest gift there is to be.
They suppress our selfish inclinations...
They set our passions free.

They give sense to our...

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in silence i stand
wistful recollections
censure this mind
unfolding fragility of fate
lost in soft shadows of time
nothings irreplaceable

death's cold hand touches me
between the whispers and the sighs
of...

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Each of us live for the moment
As none are promised time
Not knowing which is our last
We make choices with that in mind

In life we bathe...

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Beautiful, burnished, brilliant
Yet, my ink friendly inclinations produce a chemical discrepancy
And now, you come – Artist
Scratching, on my polished mental plate
Do not blacken me with...

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I no longer love country music
Or Afton, Wyoming just to be the girl
In someone's non-existent dreams
Indulging in a glass of wine
Isn't a thinking session of
Second...

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My mother didn’t cook too well
Although she fed us fine.
Her house was not immaculate,
Much messier than mine.

She didn’t knit, crochet or quilt
But she was great...

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Stop!
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We live beneath the ground
Buried in the soil, strangled by the roots
Sustaining someone else's growth
The rain makes matters worse
The sunlight dries our eyes
And sets our...

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Wrapped into a cocoon of impenetrable meaning and faith he followed the light

Doom and gloom had once shadowed his library of dreams and contentment

Scattered in...

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Factory Recall

I looked beyond The Open Door 
into a mystical Soul Factory
There amidst  the unboxed souls
was Invisible Jim and The Ghost.
The ghost’s skin was...

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Thoughts of Wind

The capricious wind forever plays,
Rolling tumbleweeds 
Toppling old trees,
Resting to a breeze.

Mysterious wind comes from where no one knows,
Look to the sky, unseen...

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Let us be true to one another
I want it to be as if I was myself and you were my mirror
Reflect, emotions, if only I...

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Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as...

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A Meandering Cocophony of Thought that Evades Fate

Contractual obligations toward your future self
Non-Factual invocations that deprive you of your health 
Actual comparisons between poverty and...

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