Best Malformed Poems

Just one more time, 
just one more breath,
 just one more moment to remember the past, 
lull in thy memories, 
breathe in thy essence, 
to look upon thy face,
 to know you still care,
 to know what we had was special, 
to be preserved in...

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Diverse masks I face on each day in hell,
locked within this bone-borne scaffolding;
where once two full lips had screamed farewell,
now, sound's denied without the balm of rocking.

I'm beset, no way to run from the gore,
malformed with want, no orifice to moan; 
had I culled another...

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It's peaceful here in my backyard.
The crows sound happy
with warm October sunlight.

I just read about a deadly gathering in Las Vegas.
Absence of sun-drenched peace.
Inconvenient this time of lost loss.
Death is always inconvenient,
even when invited.

A veteran,
about my age,
this shooter.

It took more than one
to hold and fire...

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I was only twelve or thirteen when Dad bought
	The twenty acres alongside the highway
		On the east side of town in 1956,
That seemed so quiet then, unimportant even.

A piece of ground where horses had been kept for years, 
			Though I’d never noticed them there.
Rough wooden corral...

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The Big Bang Theory and others devised.
Professors armed with latest editions.
Soon, teach as facts; oh, faith of youth revised.
Inspired, common suppositions.
Biblical creation too soon capsized.
Unaware, youth accepts false traditions.
Half-truths and questions upon young minds flay. 
It irks me;  I saw my faithfulness stray.

Had God...

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Patterns of phylogenic history
retell our creative creation story
as bicameral restoration
of Earth's nature-spirit ecology,
both Eastern karma
and Western co-redemptive grace.

Spiritual memory experience
of RNA
and later DNA developments
and traumatic extinctions,
positive great transitions
and double-negative traumas;
are exegetical rhythms
and sacred seasoned pattern 
teachers.

Religious language is our eisegetical listener,
subjective explorer,
witness
sometimes embedded in changing...

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How tenderly you cared for me
when you found me broken on the road
did lift me up gave me your own cup
removed from me my heavy load
 
You dressed my wounds with healing balm
every injury you sought repair
I do not think I'd be alive today
without your...

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K through Twelve,
it's called.

Students and teachers
walk the halls.

From beginning to end
behaving like they should

Or else. . .

One knows that
the attic is filled with cobwebs,
of course,
and dusty musty old textbooks
discarded lessons and copies
of one's grade reports.

But the basement . . .
One knows
there's a cave below the...

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In cooperative detective work,
including Earth scientific research,
we are told to follow the money
much more often
than feeling invited 
to follow the nutritional health investors
and the toxic pathological attackers

Whether our trail is a criminal
or political
economic impassioned journey
of discovery.

In healing arts and role play,
we are more often invited
to...

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She runs for President
investing  less carbon footprint and dollars
than did her less permacultural rivals,
a top campaign priority.

He invests his Stone Soup platform
with organic roots of cooperative intent
inviting us to share both what we have malformed
and what we need to fully inform
this robust synergetic stewing...

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Fat, oblong, rotund, roly poly
elongated, flawed, stubby,
dented, dusty, malformed
oranges globes - scattered
helter skelter - in rows
of farmers' fields......

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Battlefields littered with energies spent
erode the code that once held all firm
as spies disguise to resurrect consent
under malformed skies pacing out a term
transcendent in treacherous manifests
insidious to stave osmosis pure
from organic elements as protests
isolate issue from health to ensure
commonality malfunctions as cells
atomically unravel from function
towards...

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As love embedded itself in Cifolta’s heart,
vengeance burned a hole in Jiralam’s.
She only saw his unflawed face
and sculpted body,
a well-baked, rakish dish,
plying her with wiles,
oozing with winning wooings

But her senses were bedazzled
by his chameleon charm,
and as his impeccable, impossible pulchritude 
blended with her own,
and desirous...

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Infernal fire, Saturnus satire
The kiln that melts the satin strings
and stirs things far beyond belief
The relief it brings, infamously bought
then intimately brought
As life lessons sing about everything
so incessantly taught
Evocation retort against love
Where hearts beat to aching extent
and pain stings as incandescent
as lightning strikes from above
Leaving...

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I confess my discontent 
I was stifled
In restraints by suggestions and pretty things
The ones bought in the streets for a stroke of ego
The ones bought by the vulnerable and naive

I bought the bootleg covers of dreams
They left me empty and listless 
With an...

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