Best Layering Poems

A field of wheat cloaked in dewy silence
the orchestra tunes up with avian arias
bullfrog basses and a choir of cawing crows,
xanthic sunflowers turning their heads...

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Realities Unbound

Thru realities unbound and transfixed
Elders open gates of Temporal Time
Layering Multi-Verses intermixed
Portals welcoming the new paradigm

Angelic voices transport thru the mist
Forging fires in dimensional...

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Before you I am your canvas blank 
Delicately to paint linear and in liquid hues 
Dripping and splashing we two drank 
Forceful stimulated strokes you...

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Every one’s got an opinion
We are entitled to our views
But, we won’t all agree the 
Difference often times are 
Huge
Somehow the simpler the 
Problem harder...

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The fire crackled and spat out embers
that gleamed brightly in the hearth.
Yet unattended they soon died away
to become dull grey ash particles.

Just like a fire...

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My little room...my four walls.
I sit in one of the four corners--
Like an embryonic sac, lifeless in a state of non existence...
Embellishing in the silence...

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The lights have been turned on
in the attic
Someone has flipped the switch
exposing
cobwebs, caster oil, crutches
newsprint and cheap china
Which I'm hesitant to touch
least it falls apart...

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Around the corner and half a block away, the flavor would grab me, tie me up to some irresistible force, then drag my nose to...

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It seems, in truth, that I'm such a glutton,
          For a pulsing, lighted or sliding button.

Christmas,...

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L’Heure Bleue

Winter comes into early spring,
Patches of grey crusted old snow linger in the shadows under spruce sentinels.
Larches still bare-branches, only for support of their...

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Endangered Trailblazing
                       ...

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The storm was unrelenting,
Possessed of a fury unmatched by anything he had ever seen.
The wind blew the rain towards the ground in regimented and precise...

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Dream Keys
      by Odin Roark

A NY mantra
Rent the rentable
Move the movable
Key the keyable

Apartments

Four-wall-guardian of yesterday’s youth
Vacuous cellmates of old age...

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Layering stroke by stroke
the syllables of filtered mist's breath,
eastern winds spin like a circle of tropical
fish and flower beds on a lattice...
and the soft tresses...

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Unless…
        by Odin Roark

Seems just yesterday the sun arced
Over precarious ice
The street’s one elm
Leaned its naked branches with...

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