Best Mimed Poems

Grinding you in the coal black mortar of my expectations,
I know your substance is not one to powder under impact
And yet I work here, feverish, to prove my trepidations wrong
I grind you, harder against the walls, and you never powder,
You are shards of glass, getting...

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Induced Interludes

Twilight disrobes a soundless star
It claims some gentler theme from me
Caught lingering in a unified bestilled embrace
Beneath a unique spotlight of its gleaming afterglow
                    ...

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FOR MARY MAGDALENE

Between necessity and freedom I was crucified
Perceiving Himself endlessly on the cross
Yet aware, as an onlooker, petrified
My vision that never was, would be His loss.

I mimed too, as they hammered in the nails
Once more assuaging myself  in His deep tears
Once more my...

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Hands tick in motion but I hear naught         
of the onslaught of killing time depicted. 
Minutes run past me in tarred darkness
as the visions in my brain are obscured.

Clocks eat away moments of my life.
I admit I'm...

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How mysteriously mythical
And mystical you look
Magnificently minute 
Maritime majestic migrants
More than marginally manic
Mesmerizing meanderers
Masterpieces
Peacefully going about
Your business
Magical make-believe
Monarchs of the sea
Upright and elegant
In your mannerly march

Moonstruck prone to 
Misfortunes and misadventures
Oft mostly monologuing 
In monotonous monotony
Mediocrely misconstruing
Mischievous mongrels
And misconceiving misplayed    
Merciless minutiae
But...

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Beautiful Siren from a distant sea
Doctor Donovan wrote of their Mastery 
Aquatic, seduction enchants me…

Merman disguised the Light in his eyes
Sang the songs that a heart finds nice
Extending a hand he unraveled his web
And my sister was there after her death
“Wana ride?” was the question...

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Mama's Golden Pond Cried


Mama loved to chew 
off the Golden Pond
bone
chew the fat
of their autumn leaves, 
dressed in splendor,
a scenic lake and cabin,
her pseudo stage,
of her new found barbies,
smiling at her
smile they did
so minted the american dream,
their lives golden.
These.
These
pocketed keepsakes she kept
next to the chip
on...

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Nocturnal go betweens as I wish wonder why and
pine and ponder the thrill of you, in-sensed
enraged plight unforgiving unkind-blistered
human frality relentless fingers grip and squeeze
the terrified emotion from a craving heart strong
with beaded bridled ********; unsustained in a 
pisstrom of anxious delight paradise lost with...

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Guns fell silent, nervous heads appeared,
one by one from the trenches climbed,
for a short while no-one feared,
some spoke while others mimed.
They kicked a football,
hugged fellow man.
Peace to all.
We can
stop


In memory of the Christmas truce in 1914, when men from both sides,
for a brief period, forgot...

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And now I can speak
With words unwritten
Because you listened
Word by word

Yesterday I spoke
With written words
Because you watched 
Me Step by step

And I mimed to me
If I should or not
Swear my spirit 
But how by now 

Tomorrow when I storm
My love from the struts 
Let loose...

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Murmur no things
or strings of sounds...
Could not care less
more-ish whispers
were Wicked
Whips of Words-
Weighted.
Tongue- lashing sharp
fork- tine Torture.
Cat-0-nine-one-one-tales...
Thirty-nine...
Forty-less-one
thrashing...
thrashing...
Thrashing...!
                     P
       ...

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I was once argumentative, though I am not at all proud of the fact,
I was extremely opinionated, expressing my views with little tact.

It is not that I was malicious, but I really thought I knew it all,
Like the sunset's maximum power, colors skies just before...

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Last Laugh 
© Ben Burton

Petrified slaves
Worshiping stars
Nobles and knaves
Uncaged in the dark

Gallantly fought
Gamely defended
Quietly wrought
Uproaringly rendered

Hearken to clues
Enriddled in rhyme
Ladled from pews
Instinctively mimed

Fault the accursed
Who spun the foul thread
When empty the purse
Faith's soothsayers fled

Displaying naught
But vanities vows
Savoring thoughts
Of eternal nows

Proclaim not the name
Blaspheming of God
Nothing...

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Dedicated to Jazmine Russell

Another
   angel has affallen
Before
   she, stands she.
Corrupt,
   she was not,
Demanding,
   she was not,
Everlasting
   beauty, she was.
Fell
   for her, i did as if my shoes were untied
God
   i thanked...

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Under the tree in Africa, we sap strength
from the songs of the sparrows before sunlight.
as we walk to the farm, the 
morning breeze brush our 
body from the billowing branches.
We pick up our hoes and cutlasses
and keep our basket and calabash,
the big Agbadas of the...

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