Best Maneuvering Poems

You Are Not Invited

--Latching onto my soul without an invitation--
Elements around my shore expose more than air
--Playing with fire is not a game you will win--

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Silently she swarms in like a leech, 
Feeding and sucking from the wounds my pain left behind.
She came inside: "Uninvited!"
Here...

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“Not enjoyment, and not sorrow;
  Is our destined end or way;
  But to act, that each to-morrow
  Find us farther than today.”
A Psalm of Life, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


Because I live, I am me, avid voice among the free,
Flexing freedom, defining contours...

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Sometimes, in uncertain outcomes, as life agitates,
It can sway either way, maneuvering on the edge,
For a difference rather modest, makes the final call,
When a narrow margin determines a win or a loss.

If a win we choose to celebrate, or defeat we deride, 
Prudent to bear...

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I am the MILKY WAY.

I am Mechanically Meticulous,
Maneuvering my way through life with
Malleability,
not showing the true Masterpiece of my Mind
(complex like the Milky Way).

I am an Interworking of 
1% Idiocracy,
10% Ineluctable,
15% Incisiveness,
5% Insufficient,
7.5% Insatiable,
2.5% Invisible,
10% Infantile,
and
50% Incomprehensible,
101% of Ian
 (A puzzle).

I am a Lionheart Lilium...

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I’ve never experienced hallelujah or come-to -Jesus moments
like I’m sure many religious folks do.
I’ve never spoken in tongues (nor would I want to).
I don’t believe I was ever moved much by the Holy Spirit in church
although I have been moved 
by stories of compassion told...

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Rush down from the hills and mountains
Maneuvering around untold hurdles
Negotiating paths of least resistance

Adorn your banks with trees in blossoms
Be the source of food and water
Float the kayaks and row the rowboats
Being a reveler for recreation

And through it all you must remember:

Sometimes shallow, sometimes deep
Sometimes...

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There are those engaged in pedagogy
To facilitate the drip... drip... drip
Of poison to accost a child's ear.
Maneuvering with glee and juicy decadence...
Sequestering all they say and hear.

Filled with righteous indignation
And a blind sanctification to their cause.
They pervert both judge and jury...
Twisting truth with sainted claws.

Under...

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Miles of roads while blowing horns 
tiresome bodies their eyes are sore,
Trying to reach a rest stop to avoid 
a jackknifed load.

Hauling the necessities to survive in this world, 
whether it's Gas, Food or Motor oil.

Driving a semi the juggernaut of the road 
maneuvering in...

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In the flickering of the ethereal candlelight, as the greenish blue flame
Burns dimly against the ancient mirror of reflections, the necromancer
Chants in rhythms rhythmic undertones, stirring the rippling pools of
Illusions, between the divisions of altered states of realism, and the 
Foggy vaporous mists in the...

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Some modern folks, when they hear his name,
will roll their eyes and look ashamed,
thinking the cowboy is uncivilized,
with his hats, and guns, and round-up rides.
That somehow they are beyond the stuff,
to good for the wild, and the rough,
following some unwritten ‘elite’ law,
suppressing the urge to...

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Mesmerized clarity
builds to crescendo
never more hollow than these

Colors the forefront
blanket expressions
narrowly missing disease

Outlying chambers
kaleidoscope distance
maneuvering playfully lost

The bearded man crumbles
along the great coast
nascency carelessly tossed

One can but ponder
diligent details
tragic circumference of light

The searing is scored
malevolent mischief
never abandoning flight

Belligerence echoes
along the dark pathway
silently centering in

The mindless...

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Far away from her, far from comfort zone
He goes there, where life beckons him
Remaining true to purpose and meaning
Atop the mountains or deep in the valleys
Revering her love, as he journeys alone.

Maneuvering around life's dead-ends
In wayward motion of destiny's u-turns,
Avenues she illuminates besting darkness--
Being his...

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A profound urge to come home.
Some invisible force is making its, presence known.
I must act. 
I cannot ignore this any longer,
I fear that if I postpone my journey,
I will be torn apart and discarded. 
This entity has taken my sleep,
It continues to take my mind.
This...

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As I put the key in the ignition 
To win this race is my only ambition  
I love to hear the roar and smell the fuel; 
All the cars are revving up to join the duel
I’m ready to make the black sport clutch drop
The...

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Both Sides Now

Billowing clouds up above
Sometimes smoky or just dust
Bluebirds maneuvering through
While Butterflies withdrew

All my past loves float away 
As in vapored clouds today
Becoming concealed by the moon
Only returning in afternoon

  Consequently standing here
  Between the earth and atmosphere
  Taken from my...

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