Best Mangled Poems

I write so many poems that you don’t see
They end up in purple poem cemetery
Mangled in the **** of my maroon mind
Tangerine tangles of wasted...

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Aimlessly I meander in expansive barren-landscape
Whipped by the assault of rustling windy gales
Embossing sandy designs resembling ocean waves
Simulating pools of water in mirage of seascapes.

Plateaus...

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Hearts mangled by grief
Lost in separate mazes
Cooking a half-hearted meal
A turn of the head, a quick glance
Trembling hands reach out
Right hand in left, a gentle...

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Diminished by age, a weathered existence limps
Crutching dimmed vision and impaired limbs,
Much wiser that before, it speaks wisdom words
Entertaining grandkids in stories that enlighten,

Wishing the...

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oh youth in all its callow shades
               is from our hope,...

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I watch this world pass by, 
miracle after miracle, 
overcome with thoughts 
of life and death - 
heated in a buttery sky;
the air melts into...

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A tiny thread that weaves through
this tangled and mangled mystery,
              called life

...

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There beneath the dome of ashen sky
Nary a hint tonight of her favorite stars 
And motion above of cumulus clouds
Neither does thunder, nor pleads aloud.

Restless,...

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Poet's minds have abstract thoughts
emerging in waves from their hearts.
Words are unraveled and untangled,
where once their meaning was mangled.
All too often, as many readers would,
they're...

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I imagined him as a child
Instead of the mangled brow,
a face twisted in anger,
I saw the innocence of the child,
somewhere inside

I thought of the bruises...

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Along the mountain pine valley did the Iron Horse roar,
A steam belching black demon, burning red hot coals
Within it's steel belly.
Speed's hell bound creation, driven...

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I fall down
deeper and deeper
into oblivion
nothing
only darkness.
the sounds of evil
dripping into my ears
slithering farther
and sliding down into me
filling me with echoes.
terror courses through
my veins
into each...

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  Another Cruel Link in their Chain 

1.   Beginnings

Her babe was her joy, such a beautiful boy,
	and he suckled her breast till...

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In the dreary tune of a city's groan,
when streets escape the raging claws
of  haggard breaths, a line of stars blink
trading some warmth with human...

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When we are walking…
and we’re stepping on a spiky ground,
Walk lightly without looking down or turning around;
Ahead of us always awaits the finest sand 
where...

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