Best Knives Poems

Her paintbrush is a razor,
Her canvas, her wrists,
"I deserve the pain."
She shrugs and insists.

One day the brush will push down,
And it will cut so deep,
That...

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oh how i love the color red
red is love and love is red.

i painted a moment
used a palate with every shade of red, 

only red.

that is...

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“Wicked Web of Woes” 

Is there a reason
to rhyme when 
lifeless fingers
breathe toxic agony,
whilst disgraced 
quill suffocates
from wildering 
riddles swerving to
the stillness 
of calcified air?...

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and I'm cold so cold  icebergs loom through dark  lethal as fins of sharks  fins or frost flowers or firework flares ...

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Blowing Blissfully In Immense Wheat Fields Of Fertile Minds

Upon the soft winds and the unenduring pallid breeze
with its ragged, hot breath a flaming torch of...

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I wanted to hear your whisper
Yet I could only hear you shout
Your soul filled with all it's turmoil
Filled my own heart with so much doubt

By...

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The last leaf
                      ...

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A nook in the corner, off to the right..
A haven, housing a hundred homes.
To there, where wakened dreams do hide, 
My wandering mind so often...

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I was once a thief, never done for Stealing guns,
or knives. Money, laundering offences, or Somebody’s wife. 
I robbed God of tithes that I must...

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Poet Destroyer - Parades and Carnivals

Soft feathers gather up with color
On the wind to play as friends
They come floating first above the boulevard
Kind thoughts there...

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Let’s begin with
A strong fresh
Brewed Greek coffee
The aroma alone,
Will wake up 
Your senses, 
Allow you to
Let go, to keep 
An open mind to delight
And excite...

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MOMMY

OF WHAT ARE WE MADE INSIDE US
Well my dear Ruth
We are made up of protons,
And Neutrons,
And of course Atoms,
And Molecules.
But isn’t this conversation
A little premature
For...

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Antlers as walking trees
Grass as stabbing knives
Hands as waving  chestnut leaves
Books as building blocks
Thoughts as ideas in the wind
Words as cutting pain
Letters as dust...

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You're bored, you say? Let's bring on the bears
and dance them around the ring.
You should learn how to juggle or fly a trapeze
'cause I'm sure...

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Something is a brewing in the yeast war
The Vegemite team has grown
Can you hear our roar?

There’s a band of Aussie ladies
Vegemite Vixens we are called
Just...

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