Best Naked Eye Poems

(The memories are simple, living the feeling significant)

After conquering Beamsley Beacon due Southwest,
Rombald’s moor stood, while for centuries
within the valley the minute dwellings
of grey stone,...

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When I was a little girl, Granddad and I spent many summer evenings together sipping lemonade and swinging back and forth on his vintage metal...

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PERCEPTION

Before the abyss, I had it all
Letting go of all I see
My friend, I hope our time won't end
It took a short time for you...

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If the unbearable lightness of being has pushed you to the brink of catastrophic meltdown,
walk to the edge of our flat two-dimensional existence 
and take...

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Knowledge gained liberates or mutilates.
Ramifications of reality’s realm reached
make your insides want to abandon the body ship.
Rocking back and forth as you hurl dry acidic...

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I stubbed my toe ...

  (I do this a lot since turning fifty-five,
   when everything I picked up to read began going...

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(THE GHOST)

In the naked eye,
Pure death approaches!

Incredibly hollow, kick the bucket long ago
No, whiff nor smell when “THE GHOST” is around
Abuses the whiteness, in which...

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*****To the naked EYE, this poem may seem like gibberish,
but I assure you it is loaded with 24 palindromes,
3 palindrome phrases, 1 hidden palindrome phrase,
and...

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" ONE MORE TIME "

Stale and innocent I close my eyes.
Unpolished bones inside.
I mock my dreams, in hope I find reality.
I swim like streamers near...

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Ursus Maritimus ...

I entered your world in quietude, slipping through the granular, soft.
          Long slats to...

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I cried               Why? Maybe it is because no one understands me.
...

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Ethereal Bliss

Your long pretty limbs and shapely trunk defy
Rings, occult within, unseen by the naked eye.
Rooted as saplings we've grown tall, you and I.
Bending in...

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Walking under overcast sky
I trod through drifted snow,
no longer bearing allegiance
to platitudes disguised as wisdom
spun in gingerbread houses of the holy, 
an asymmetrically challenged splinter...

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Whenever you feel lost
Or when you feel to reset
To look back and feel refreshed
Click the “Home” key
It’ll open the door to inner prosperity
A heart filled...

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When I look in the mirror, I see my pretty face,
with spots and wrinkles I have not tried to erase.
Fine lines, creases and years of...

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