Best Inhibited Poems

I am the environmentalist in love with wine,
my shoulders carry and reside in the cutting edge side of life,
the establishment craves to be the human race
while I stroll the memories of “Sailor fields”
amongst ancient Jurassic stone.
Is this!       The only...

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(SOMEWHERE IN FRANCE 1917)

It’s just another starry night
all is at peace before the storm,
Yet so afraid am I, of the impending summer’s day 
now the shadows begin to form.

Many silhouettes create memories
those in childhood verdant pastures aspire,
yet amongst this valley of planted souls
gives one many...

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My life was so exciting and busy, but still I was dissatisfied,
For my job was going nowhere, like blooms with noplace to hide.

I had for long had a dream, of becoming a world famous singer,
But instead I sang backup, for my best friend, a real...

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Sit amongst fantastical words, cherish them, relish them, delight in them.
Live your dreams, love your soul,
be your most happy wild, real true self.
Live your truth, and utter it gladly, proudly, in poems, or stories or plays.

Be not afraid to throw your words onto a white...

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She Wrote To Me

My secret lover I left you 5 years ago I could not take it anymore I had 
to fill my emptiness without you since I left I would cut out my heart 
every night & in the morning its full again. 
I...

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Standing in the wings, on the periphery

of her cultivated world, inhibited only by

station and space, my head slowly spins

into her orbit, my eye lids twitter nervously,

my titillated ears vibrate, my hands tremble,

inner being disassembles, kneeling in deep

contrition, my flattering pose, covered by

plebeian skin, without merit...

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Contempt of ability in it-self
    Is that which is
Of its' own creation
    And is a consort
Which requires' conciliation
      ...  From God,
My inhibited nature does' wane 
   And in thus, further my...

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Have you ever stood at the limits of your words?   
Facing the edge with your back to all of the contemplation and spirits you have ever known
Gazing into the parts of the ego destined to remain qualia 
Illuminated only by silent contemplation 
A...

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Music Festival

Boys in glitter and gold quote the doors
With dreadlocks they beatbox drum and base
A girl balances my friend with her legs
He lies planked above her face

Flags ripple with colour
Cheers wave through the crowd
The clearest pitch of an angel
Embodies my soul with sound

I'm inhibited won't...

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procrastinating is my hobby, 
ask 
someone if you don't believe me , 
baby i lay around  
as i please 
& 
work at my own leisure, 
incredibly you fail 
to understand i am me 

and 

i love more then like the way that i am-...

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The theory of us, the collective
 Amid this climate as thus, suggestive

The passion, the fire, our intuitive desire
Becoming more, undoubtedly, known assure
Glimpses of your inner shared as your soul
The desired thirst for life as more
As was said, and thus is told
Know that, as yet to...

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Sex, Death, and Regeneration, our Transformation

We cannot change  the world, and we can't change another
We can only change ourselves and illuminate our endeavor 
To see good or bad, as simply, the outcome of possibility  
To know that our perceptions are only, 'our' perceptions...

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Electrons fulfill their wave equations
Bonding polarities shift their vectors
Giving way for kinase phosphorations
On a channel near neural connectors

Anions build within the cell's walls
So Potassium plays with its mates
Sheltered from large sodium rainfalls
By fat magnesium blocking the gates

A signal could pass and make it rain
From many...

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I still follow
the blinking spells
of the rose wine sunsets
before surging sandstorms,
believing in the euphoric breeze
floating across the
shivering skyline,
echoing vermilion voices,
lost in the limestone grains,
as questions of change
interrogate the empathy
encrypted within
my inhibited intuition,
like spices of kismet flames,
swirling to the fluid fluency
of sentimental keys
in saxophone tunes…

But in...

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This craggy place
vehemently clings to
dawn’s perpetual shadow,
the desolate wind arbitrates
with the warm body! Mine.
To the west grey stone
fuse with inhibited sky,
within the brownish bracken
sly vixen gives me a second look,
possibly doesn’t like
my scar fell face!
Alpine flower reaches out
to a watery sun for life,
soon to be...

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