Best Journals Poems

Celestial wisdom; the mother of a precious starving infant, knows no shame!?

Transcending; as the father of an innocent war torn child, knows only pain....

Watching this world from afar these eyes, while it turns atop the bed of sorrows

Burning and yearning yet never learning; as tears...

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Poetry Journals
Poetry's a way of writing a journal
Of things joyful, sad or controversial 
Poets write of friendship and memoirs shared
Or despair at end of a love affair.

They write of the seasons that come and pass
Of moonlight beams and stellar stars amass
Stories of Christmas and all...

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Predatory; fiction and fantasy became in essence the reality for most?!

In regards unto the realms of life beyound which in turn birthed

The fowlers net to ensnare amid these illusions and delusions....

Mass hypnosis, within subconscious' collective minds; webs of plights

Self-destruction paving this path atop the page...

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Wearisomes travelers; who is blind and I Am not blind?!

Passing through gildeds secular anathemas open markets 
 
With countless sonorous voices calling from their ravens, hoodoo booths

Wishing to sell everyone these worldly visions amid obscures

Perverted material trinkets; placing them in front of narrows sight!?

Glittering these...

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Obsequies final taste; within this secession from a lamentatives covenant....

I took this pomegranate tree and I crushed it to, make myself a natives chalice of wine

Still, it remained bitter upon my tongue so, I spit it into the turning paean sea!?

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....“Terrestrial Journals” *...

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Sometimes I return unto the old neighborhood

To take a stroll down recollections lane....

Silver mesh thousand foot tall cyclone fences

Capped in razors edge; finding the windows

That they longingly peered through as within

These shackles they bled; amid the blindness

Of their eyes in this beatitudes story

Told, once upon...

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Bowing these eyes sometimes in frameful silence

As tears fill the pools of their sight ~

Often beholding this sorrow amid the darkness

Never escaping the truth of its painful plight

Strewn from sea to sea around the globe

No place and no life, is immune unto its plague

Although some...

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Walking through this dry parched land feeling as though I were cursed; or blessed?!

Tasting its malignant barren soils and enduring its parallels void empty winds

As a foreigner arriving at a distant city wherein, everything is bartered in an illusions

Being sold at the markets amid this...

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Our reading fee is steep; before you pay,
find out what it is we want you to say.

Open to submissions of any form,
so long as it’s contemporary norm.

We place no limit on the length you send,
but be aware short verse is now the trend.

To read new...

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Intriguing this swaying candles flame, trying to convince myself tis but, an aladdins lamp?!

Whispering these words with an amulets charms, dangling about its waist; a world of visions

Kept in this alabasters oblong box; scented aneath rosemary sage and mystic lay with

Incantations butterflies swirling amid the...

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This will be a real series of excerpts for civil war diaires fron Jan 1, 1864...mixed 
with my diary journals from 1967-NOW...
there will be no censoring, so tender minds may wish to avoid.....

The first entry is from Jan 1st, 1864;
     A...

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All my inner thoughts 
written on lined pages 
to be read by others...

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everyday I write 
words surge through my head boldly 
can't write fast enough...

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Sonnets XVII-XXIV

Discrimination
by Michael R. Burch

The meter I had sought to find, perplexed,
was ripped from books of "verse" that read like prose.
I found it in sheet music, in long rows
of hologramic CDs, in sad wrecks
of long-forgotten volumes undisturbed
half-centuries by archivists, unscanned.
I read their fading numbers, frowned,...

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Dear Diary, woke up this morning
and opened my eyes
Dear Diary, practiced yoga 
and got lost this in the thythm
Dear Diary, where do I go
and how do I find my way back?
Dear Diary, is it all a thought
and could it be what get life on track?
Dear...

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