Best Length Poems

Love.

A few too many breaths of fresh air,
A sun over water shines a glimmer in your hair,
A palm reaching outward quickly to hold,
A pointed and true reason to want to grow old,
A scent of coming rain sweet enough to see,
A sobering storm I'm willing to...

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Born so meek, far out at sea
She gathers strength, espies the shore
White caps atop her apogee

Escaping ocean's grip, the wave is free
Foam and spray rise high and roar
Born so meek far out at sea

Mounting ever higher she would be
A fount, from her triumphant waters soar
White...

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Heaven has not left
the long dead bone,
alert mouse whiskers,
still move the seven seas.

At the beginning and the end
there is nothing to come,
that has not come and is.

Mammoths stride
a thousand leagues,
over a single blade of grass.
One small sparrow -
an Ark for infinity.

All that is,
is but one...

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You keep me at arm’s length
Afraid to draw me closer
Afraid to let me go
You want me close enough to see
But not close enough to hold
Close enough to warm you
But not close enough to burn

You want some of the glow
Enough to bask in a tender light
You...

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Do You ever just get tired of Being You?
Up there on The Highest of pedestals as You rule...
Is It You feeling selfish or alone as an unhinged fool?
I care of Your most inner thoughts and about You often...
May My remarks make Your Strength become more...

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Yes, I am guilty, Sir,
Guilty as charged.
I confess, I confess
I know it must be wrong, Sir,
And wring it must be,
Because no-one seems to do it Sir,
Is there anyone but me? 

Yes, Sir, I confess
I must be wrong
Yes, I confess,
Yes, I wrote my love that song.

Yes,...

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     by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day

                 first comes the time  too fretful on your hands
next the boredom...

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The "DEPTH" of one's life is the true measurement!....The "Length" is barely an inch!





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We are each Earth looking back,
out,
in at Self's human identity
longing to return
from where we have never left.

Each bicamerolling lens,
frame,
each informating incarnating karmic string of DNA 
revolving back through generations,
back to Prime Relationship
of species branching off
our multiculturing Tree of Life,
absorbing RNA crystal light sap
soaring back through...

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An Arm’s Length Dream

Sometimes, frivolous dreams of turquoise waters and white beaches
Swaying palms amidst sea grape borders, bronzing sun,
warming my pale white skin. I would sip lemonade, soothe my body in laziness,
my mind in boredom. And when it is over, I dream of when I...

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The Length and Breath of Time

Yes, you linger so succinct my fellow of graying hue;
Like a ember coal is you as you fumble for a cigarette;
Eyes burning down to the filter; the very best of your
Soul is unbound with time, but you lie unaware in...

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Just when we thought
wars were well and truly over,
done and dusted -
Russia invades Ukraine.
No mettle for friends
to take up arms.
to don the coat of arms
and fight tooth and nail
to quell the invader.
Instead its alms that are offered
and sanctions to starve and demean
the invader's will to...

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There was once a thin plumber named Stipe

Whose large wife always nagged with a gripe

She was constantly bummed

For each time that he plumbed

He came up inches short with his pipe



Well, he asked and he asked her to hush

Still, the scolding continued to gush

So he fit...

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All of our lives changed for good.
We’d all change it if we could.
We’d all bring back Clay,
For just another day.
Oh, all the things we would say.
If we knew,
He’d never see the next morning dew.
The hardest thing to say, Goodbye.
Although if we said this, it’d be...

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What if I forget to live

If I keep count of my lifetime’s breath
In years lived, how nor yet in good faith,
Live in past lures' pale lust,
In tired dreams drenched in rust,
I'd forget to live and die ere death.
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 Reflections | 11.02.2017|...

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