Best Miens Poems

THE PERSPECTIVE OF ALABASTER SCROOGE

In modern English people time, when the world was full of eminent joy, there lived a man of prestige who was...

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THE ECHOES IN THE COSMOS

In silence of sleep, I slept.
From the warmth of cava manifested remembrance.
The dreamlike state I was in is where the echoes...

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MONSTROSITY

Up in the old house down by the creek
Stood a mammoth waiting on me.
Down by the river close to the sea
I saw his eyes looking...

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Languor of the mind
I.	My, my, My how times flies.
        Another year has transpired.
     ...

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 ( "Write the truest sentence you know."  - F. Scott Fitzgerald ) 


Variant plurals suffering suffixation's whims;
fly-tomatoes and the valley boo-mouse,
when the sheep...

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The Saints be preserved! Begorra! Today Saint Patrick reigns!
An excuse to get the Irish blood a-coursin' through yer veins!
A time for clans with even a...

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We loved without regards to who did not want us together.
We disregarded their threats.
If I could have let go, I surely would have.
Now, I stand...

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Do I reason that which you think
don’t change that miens on that 
face
you have a soul, yet I don’t 
blink
for am used as the insignia...

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Sommeil, vient à vous que vous fermez vos yeux. 
Dérive dans les profondeurs de votre esprit. 
Flottant dans de nombreux endroits. 
Toucher sur aucun. 

Soudain,...

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Ce réveil 
est lent
Ces instants qui se suivent sans décompte
Comme un levé de soleil distant
Il s'approche 
Baigné dans une rose chaude
cette fleur ne pique pas...

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What's the problem is, the world is full of genocide
braking up rainbows
Polluting the skies, the skies
And still born children, old men fallen
Mothers and children crying,...

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Searching somewhere beyond sight,
For miens and visages propelling into quotidian lives,
With smiles,blues and not so much to cry,
Swept away every scratch of soul,
This wave not...

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Oh, yes. A man of means.
Harsh, cold creature
Punctured smile
Selfish demon
Dark fills his genes

Oh, yes. A man of means.
Tongue like an asp
Punctured words
Words like a bee
Meaning...

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Left in a darkened room
Alone, but for them.
Thoughts; which more demanding
For your attention
Now crowd round. Long-robed sages.
With serious miens.
Debate life's meaning with you.
Its deep attraction....

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Spherical - is the abode of mortals
that shares sky's skin
 Rectangular - is the land
Brown in flesh
Beneath - is a black derm
Beneath again is another...

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