Best Lens Poems

I Think Of You - Ground Zero (Part 1)

Leaving under a blood moon
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through a tiny lens
held firmly with hands
eyes gaze in awe..

with a simple twist
colours explode harmoniously
bright, sparkling,blinding..

the colours are stunning
so vivid, so alive
with truth as in...

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A Psychedelic Whistle Plays a Rhythm into the Darkness

Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates...

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"Home is Where the Heart Is"



Savages 
behind closed doors
Civilised 
but wild animals
sharpening claws
Humanity 
tries to escape itself
can’t run away 
from finding
"TRUE HOME"
behind closed doors
Now opening...

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(The Contest)

I once knew a gentle poet boy
Pretending to be the real McCoy
   He lost two in a row
   This is...

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How do I shed the label
of a white oppressive man
Do I listen to the message
of Obama's "Yes we can!"
Perhaps I'll go out marching 
With women...

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The Moon, The Swan, The Rose


I see an enchanted image that you’ve never dreamed of
With reflections twinkling while dancing on wave drops
Of a dreamy blue...

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Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates a murder time and time again, 
As the...

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Gettysburg Hauntings

When General Meade met General Lee
At Gettysburg in 1863

Sons of the South battled Northern brothers
And neither side has ever recovered

Fifty-one thousand lives lost in...

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Legs that can’t fly
Heart that can’t love
Lips dry
Kisses under go a rye

I am blind
Only seeing within the past lens
Only holding on to memories
That wont last
Your...

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Desperation, draw me not like magnets pull
But once again let saneness possess me in full
Do not ravage me like a lion upon its prey
Block not...

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When the mirror of 
               life is a gossamer film, ...

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With my brightened lens, I watch you
mystically zooming in     zooming out,
and my eyes focus on the shutter where
 a hundred gulls...

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The fallen sons slipped off Creation’s lens.
To taste the sting from our own tree and fruit.
Their giants quarried till no place to stand.
Before these day’s...

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The Moon, The Swan, The Rose

I see an enchanted image that you’ve never dreamed of
With reflections twinkling while dancing on wave drops
Of a dreamy blue...

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