Best Incompletion Poems

"Nothing my hide from the hidden."

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A war between David and Monalisa,
Continued even after Last supper and Last Judgment,
The two great Renaissance men – Leanardo Da Vinci and Michelangelo 
The creators...

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1. Non-fiction

The bathroom faucet gushes nectar
drowns my hands in never-laughter,
"Sorry" is a specter
when you told me "0" I felt disgusting,
hopelessly deluded,
naked.

Last night I dreamed
that New...

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Soul Consciousness


Is it the consciousness of the soul we seek?
Or the “conscious” mind in search of its “soul”.
For the soul resides in the eternal unconscious,

is...

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Slinger
Waiting on the day
for the Swallow to transmute the air
between this ether and yours 
patterned after an annual bedsheet 
and full of a chest
swelling with...

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You worry I might track you

with suspicion and be leary

of what you might be doing

while rushing around
and hurrying,

But I am not insecure, and just vaguely...

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Scars are the path to the soul,
Road signs written after the wounds occurred, 
Storm clouds fogging thought process,
Actions retell the history of the city in...

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At the shrinkage of the page
Expressions plead for length
Inhibition imposed on lines by columns
Words already accustom to scarcity
Pieces find focus in incompletion.

Thoughts flutter toward temples
Ready...

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In mind body and spirit I feel you
Physically, your presence makes me weak
All the strength I hold so dear fades away
The thick skin I've grown...

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This dance has a name

Its called patience

Patience in my mind

Patience in my soul

Patience in my body

 

It reminds me that it’s okay

with it’s gentle sway

Never...

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Standing atop your plateau as if divinity has made you a martyr with in the eyes of your deceived people, with a mighty rant as...

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I am me, then there is he~ 
He, who is fragmented, un-whole, dirty~ 
He, who sees only incompletion and regret~ 
He, who hears naught but...

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Raindrops fall into the sun
As every thought now dies in incompletion
Shadows, everywhere
The world, one shade
One restless, dead vibration
And in every street
Are signs that tell me...

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eye opener, close me up for eternal slumber
clarity unseen, introduce a new world for me
nobody's vision can really decipher the murky water in the art...

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This is a breezy and starry night,
with no strange sounds to induce its mystery;
lingering with sadness is the loneliest heart
opening the pages of an unfinished...

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