Best Laminate Poems

Laminate

Plastic covered up definitions lip with profound mastic. 
Layered lamella formed single filed lines separating life from death; 
Held onto by paper thin adhesions. 
Besides...

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I dream that tonight I am a raccoon
And it is here in this body that I store the notion
That my sadness will last forever,
In the...

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Achieve greatness by running a race.
Break sound barriers- just go to outer space!

Climb a mountain to get a good workout.
Deliver a speech- you'll probably have...

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Oh sweet, sweet anonymity
Through the pressing crowds you’re calling me
Along the streets in city parks
Your presence waits by day or dark.
Just as the judge is...

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Picture of you
  in my heart
Face of you
  I don't part
In my heart 
  I write your name
In your heart
  I...

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I am thankful;
That my life was blessed,
For the very best,
By yours-
I know of your trials;
The great depression,
This is my session,
To let you know,
I may not...

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Hello, poets everywhere, wherever you might be. As you might  know I take ideas from the news and occasionally what happens in life to...

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Her mysterious smile!
Spoke revolting silence’s bile
Prior to chewing her file

Magnificent eyes
Though eyeshades exiled brief style
What words did she store in sigh?!

Tranquilly resting
Soft poems she grasps...

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The Swan King.

Fine fibre lashes flicker, flutter.
Sailing trance-like on warm reflected glass,
Royal icing sculpture, still Lily-White feathers.
Ripples giggling, Dragon Flies dipping,
Sticklebacks cha-cha clumsily within own...

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I pray to God that it will be a brighter day; 
I want his warmth to clothe me day after day 
Someday, the sun will...

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IF YOU MOURN FOR ME, MOURN HAPPY

He sat on the laminate floor reading poems he had written years ago
He read them and asked himself did...

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For the first time 
since the end of Summer, 
Mr. Nobody wears his socks to bed, 
a sad admission that 
things were going to get...

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I hid
Bricks formed into a patchwork ochre cuboid
The planet 
One side in unforgiving chill 
And the other
        ...

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after tea.
head for bed.
ok, no kitchen lights this time.
to the side comes a doorway.
a silhouette draws up in the moonlit curtains
like a Himalayan spine.
patient monster.
no...

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Love notes posted on laminate 
Revisiting thoughts persistent
Staring at head-lights
Driving through starry nights
Stuck in motion
Longing for some kind of devotion
Sinking memories flood over me
Like a...

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