Best Laboriously Poems

A view of the ragged woodland from
The window:-
Slender branched trees that shed
From high above to low below;
The faint, mauven peaks
Smattered with barely visible
Scatterings of drifted...

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Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly...

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It is a gorgeous spring day, there are greens on both sides of the road.
The smells are fantastic, and my hair is blowing like I’m...

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A euphoric emptiness that lasts forever
An eternity trapped in tangled time
Emotions that fly through the nilpotent never
A lasting love with a calamitous climb

Floating memories that...

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It was once the pride of a prairie farmer not too many years ago.
Now, long abandoned it stands forlorn on a wind-blown plateau.
Its rusting blades...

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THE CRADLE OF MANKIND.
 
The archaeologists of this era 
Were about to excitedly find
The Cradle of Mankind
Where the origins of humankind
Had been found, the news...

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The first weakening of night 
picks out telephone lines, 
black against sky. 

The eyelid of a garage door 
lurches laboriously up. 
A car coughs blue...

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Wondering if she will give me the chance
To share my primal love with her alone
Adds to fostering feelings of romance
That have infested my form to...

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All his tomorrows rattled by
rumbling along the predestined track
an endless freight train passing
as he sat in traffic at life’s crossing

Lulled into pseudo sleep by the...

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She’s coming! Mom said this in a sing-songy way.  
She knew that my twin and I were fascinated with Florence, 
she was like our...

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SPHINX STONE 

I am Sphinx Stone
Sun stationed statue
silent sculptured synoptic 
not marble or granite 
nor black tourmaline or
crystal sapphire quartz
vortex for Void actualising 
sacred amber...

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Long ago, before she was ever hunted by the beast,
She had only drank from the cool river of freedom.
One fateful day it happened; she was...

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Nevermore, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet : Nevermore

(In this translation of Paul Verlaine’s « Nevermore » , I must say I felt inveigled into adhering...

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He was laboriously looking 
for that one perfect peach
with soft salubrious skin, 
radiantly rounded with
robust, rubicund curves,
crying to be caressed, 
coddled and cuddled.
Her bashfully blushing...

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IN THE WILD

Early morning, we go for a drive,
An awesome feeling as we arrive,
At our camp gate which, opens 
At 6 o’clock, 
Now we are...

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