Best Iterate Poems

She sits alone in quiet of the night
as thoughts of him wrap ‘round her yearning heart,
and whispers ‘cross her skin; her flesh excites
while longing for his touch when they’re apart.

She yearns to gaze into his eyes of blue
while feeling his caress engulf her soul,
and have...

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“Warrior” 

When the Argonauts, came across 
the abandoned Starship, they 
found within the wrecked 
command console, a DNA code
with encrypted message. 
It took several attempts to 
reactivate, but when opened, 
the following was translated:  


“We were told there is no normal
anymore.

At first we thought...

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Standing high atop a canyon
wall, a  rising, thermal current
warmed my weathered face with gentle,
smoothest, invisible fingers.
Overhead a lone eagle glides
effortlessly, circling, dipping
downward, ostensibly playing.
His iterate screeching echoes
loudly through the narrow chasm.
Genuine freedom on the wing
but unaware how free he is;
and I who deems to...

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The sky is aglow with a myriad of hues
means the sun is going down to me and you.
To others it’s the morning and the sun will arise,
To us its goodbye til morning is nigh.

The oranges and reds iterate sunset awaits
bringing joy to the artist in...

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Actions Speak Louder Then Words

A All around this whole wide world
C Can constantly be seen people invaded by clowns
T Thinking that their answer is the only one
I Intelligently recognized by Republicans 
O Or any other obscure official
N Normal enough to bare good gifts
S So superfluous...

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I open my bleary eyes,
To the beautiful sheaf of sunlight.
Book lying beside me sighs!
And whooshing sound of papers rant, as they fly by.
Baby! Why you left me without saying good bye!

What do I tell you about my epeolatry?
With people around, I can’t witter for too...

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i like when you speak, so i listen to you 

but, when you iterate the story 
of the boy that wanted to pick up broken glass, 
of the girl that did not hold the right age or class 

i don’t enjoy it 
so, i throw...

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Sans Sixth (psychic) non Sense...
Posing As Dystopian Rant

This prognosticator doth predict
potential based at current rate
sinister debacle that will
instantaneously annihilate,
which alarming (ohm my dog) turbulent
endemic chaotic spate

within human race poised to strike
doom and generate
shock tummy once amp pull goldenlocks,
now revealing a shiny baldpate
erratic behavior attendant prescient
intimations...

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I
Remember Rahab "the harlot"
Gentile gone to God of Jewry
Jericho? She saw the light
I, too, iterate: God is Good
Choose correctly, pray patiently
Daily devotions, by people, prophets

II
Trust true Savior, Yeshua hameshiach
Don't delay: don't dally: pray
Patiently, faithfully, trustingly
Why go to men? Men may mend
Some things; God mends meaningfully
Go...

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You think you know, but you don't.
What I speak of isnt a thing, but a person.
Which person i'm talking about, you'll never know. 
You'll never know, unless I say.

You will say you know, 
But you really don't know.
If you really knew, then I 
Shouldn't have...

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Dark mocha pools welling with liveliness
pulsating pink skin beckons flesh, i crave the forms from which all words commense
heavy rain sluicing down beading upon the macadam sagaciously i dance unshod
the words I haven't said to him yet
my incorrigible heart an inept  journal pening lavishly...

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If you find it difficult to re-adjust,
You will find it difficult to be.
If you find it difficult to re-boot,
You will find it difficult to be.

If you find it difficult to re-circulate,
You will find it difficult to be.
If you find it difficult to re-direct,
You will find...

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There is a way..That seems right to man; yet
In the end it leads to death.'

I or we, see atrocitys..Each one more lurid, and more
Luridly depicted by legacy media.'

These events are to be remedied by more violence.?

I feel; i must say these thoughts? to the world.

In...

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Forgiving another I'm quick to do,
if forgetting is not also required.
Their echos iterate in an old queue
of actions I, alone, may have inspired.

Forgiving myself for mistakes I've made
(thousands wait patiently to be absolved.)
Another's perception sometimes I'd trade
for I've become much too deeply involved.

I must let...

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My home is bleak this evening because of winter.
This outing was fun, yet I hunted faithful cover.
To deter us colds and to wear around the home.
Everybody precisely grasped the cold syndrome.

Snowflakes fall quickly from the lonesome sky.
Bettor isolated influence in the warm sway,
They carefully structure...

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