Best Middles Poems

Bright stars shine in night skies
Like bangles, baubles and beads
Puts a twinkle in every girl's eyes
Like a gift of fine jewelry

A pair of sun stone...

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Pulses of earth caressing my heart
I feel each grain as if hourglass sand.
Rhythm of life ticking from birth to depart
Cultures softly tinged by the soul...

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Morning time...waking with sweets in my mouth
cinnamon carameltmarshmellowed out
breakfast cereal Sugar Dynamite
secret prize inside,bestows x-ray sight

Sugar shock,tooth rot,'60s psycotropic lollipops
an infinite selection @ Treat's Sweetshop
its...

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Out here in "Colo-rah-dee"
It's dry as dry can be
Dustbowls do get rowdy
As far as you can see

Ranchers cook upon the fire
Some coffee and some beans,
There...

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Where once we laughed, bent over our middles,
pounding the table, or just smirking with a rueful
“Oh, my God”, sort of way, could I forget the...

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Heat my heart I hear a hero
this soul soothed, stilled, and silenced
golden, growth, gave me a guru
within, wild, waiting to whisper
I inclined, initiate impossible
imagine infinite...

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Enchanting Encounter With Rustic Beauty on an Early Morning Stroll

Along the beautiful tree lined avenues and residences I strode, ruminating spirituality and poetry, amidst peace...

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Benaiah and the bear went outdoors to play.
It was a very cold and rainy day.
They jumped in all the puddles;
Till they were soaked up to...

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You can't stop the world from turning
If you feel like jumping off
You can't double up your earnings
If your middles gotten soft

You can dream of the...

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You ooze
Like the macaroon middles
You so delicately designed
Your hazelnut centre
Crushed
Encased by something slightly more than air
Jaws biting down
Of those around you
All those hours
Gone
In a single...

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Author's note: My mother wanted me to be a CPA. But of all the countless more useful things I could have done, should have done,...

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Day`s growing longer, but life`s not too joyous...
Would like be glad — but expect ills, like always:
Upwards, beneath, from the turns anywhere -
Sod`s law is...

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March middles and meanders
while munching on mild marigolds and
meekly mumbling melancholy meanings
about the miserable maladies of
migraines from mostly grasses and pollens.

Meanwhile, mealy mouthed moguls
make monotone...

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History, it has always seemed,
at least it always has to me,
Is not something to be forgotten,
For from it much is gleaned.

It strikes me as more...

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Another year marches in
Rolls round
Linearity curved in space-time
Progress meets deja vu
It’s what horizons are for


Duality rots in banality
Age of Reason’s idiot-king 
Rationality
Nationality
Fashionality
Cashionality
Yes and no and...

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