Best Interruption Poems

Wall shaking thunder separates me from sleep like the dawn
My dreams weave the ruckus in sensory plots and float me away
I wake with fantastic tales...

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Scarlett thought she was promised permanent security. 
Satchels of resilience bound her fragile wrists. 
Woodland deities hailed her.
Underworld demons feared her.
The curious townsfolk simply stood...

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High above the quiet, darkened streets of January, the night wind begins to whisper secrets through my apartment window casements. Far below me lie four...

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The cinnamon scented days
in your grandiose porcelain cups,
as you would like to say,
in grass green warmth of May
of the sandal wood shadow
in your valley
made of...

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I have spent,
              a lifetime,
       ...

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The night air is cool to my lungs. A light breeze softly kisses my cheek as my eyes look up to the silence of the...

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As of June 24th 2018
There’s been 315 days since my Baptism by Water.
There’s been 13,547 sunrises in my life to this day
But only 592 of...

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Your voice is loud it commands the day
Others stop and listen when you speak
I am quiet with something to say

I may speak softly but I'm...

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There is something so pitiful in the flail -

a desperation of movement that gets you nowhere...
in your eyes 
I can see that you are lost

and...

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Prayers with Confusion 

After the sixth day god had created the heavens, earth and man.
The seventh day, god lay.  He looks up as he...

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I can't wait to have that empty nest
that peace and quiet
days of rest
texts and emails can tell
that everyone is doing well
I can sit in the...

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Would like to state it clearly
Hence I won’t hush up,
I cannot stand the burdens
Of all whom are corrupt.

Some say the world is crazy
Though it’s not...

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In the quiet chambers of empathy,
Where understanding blooms like a fragile flower,
I tread softly, my footsteps hushed,
Seeking to grasp the unspoken whispers.

No grand proclamations, no...

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I look at them all
with their heads in their book
then I peer out the window
what's that? Have a look!
A squirrel passed by 
and ran under...

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Ah, the glorious damned winter
and the inviting  
gray chill in the air.
I meander 
ever 
so
slowly 
past lawns
strewn 
with a cluttered array
of pagan snow zombies...

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