Best Object Poems

My heart is not an object

but it can feel every word you say

My heart cant be held nor fondled

but it is touched by you each day

My heart can't bleed or break in two

but it cries out loud for your I love you's

My heart can't hide...

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She was a gentle and careful woman

and when she'd found something so fragile

she had taken it, 

carefully and gently,

and tended to it,

patiently and lovingly.

Then,

returning to where it had first attracted her,

repaired where she could repair,

and strengthened where she could strengthen,

she replaced, carefully and tenderly,

a better...

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There are times when an object misplaced
Is the most pressing problem you've faced
For you search and you search
But get left in the lurch,
All that time you spent searching a waste.

If you're lucky, you'll find what's been lost 
After each pile of stuff had been tossed
Yet...

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We all have the capacity to worship
having been created for that noble matter
but we're so full of self-loving ourselves
telling everyone we know so full of chatter

God has designed us to worship Him
and only Him alone for He is God alone
the atheist has removed God from...

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In her eyes rises the flames of love,
The passion of care and cherish;

She sings with such a beautiful voice
That the clicks and clacks of her rhythms makes me dance to her tune;

The words she airs and the way she takes me by the hand,
Pricks a...

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Mysterious Object

In the middle of the night
Sleeping in my bed
To see this huge craft in flight
A vision in my head

A huge cigar-shaped object
Moving from east to west
Words cannot describe this subject
I am afraid, this is not a test

From the direction of the Hudson
Or the Jersey...

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Your Honor, I Object

By Elton Camp

Lawyer Louie caters to a special clientele 
Only those who are rich and guilty as hell
And, in exchange for his exorbitant fee,
Louie will make sure that they’re set free

He will use ever trick, but never go so far
That the ABA...

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On Christmas Eve the stratosphere was rent with strange communication,
As an Air Force pilot in his F-16 was on routine patrol protecting his nation!
He was tooling along when suddenly on his radar a weird object did appear!
It was zipping along at mach three speed and...

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The more time spent with her,
The more that I thirst.
Her fragrance spells my doom,
Once pretense has been burst.

She's the salt of my earth
Her taste makes my heart run
Her kiss forbidden fruit,
I can't have just one.

She moves with crepetation
Yet her sound is still sweet
She's a visual...

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Ignorance is bliss my friends
its true
for centuries we have been going to wars 
due to an object among us
from another world

like everything here
technology 
literature and creativity another
witchcraft another plane 
someone climbed a staircase

walked into a world of gold and stores
stole something, bought something
with a word
was...

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Objet Trouve*

diverse assortment of art
on the stoop, enticing allure
bright clay pottery
welded lawn ornaments
photographs and paintings

             inside the gallery
             traveler's treasure trove
...

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Have you asked yourself...

How do I percieve the world,
what is object reality?

What are these sources
of abject identity,
alienating values which
further seperate sensible unity...
significant to whom and what,
obligatory to how and when,
the free spirit of autonomy versus,
past bondage and expectation...

What is the subject matter,
of objectifying principles...
differing as...

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Regrowing my beard, time for celebration
My CPAP machine was causing frustration
Seems quite okay now
Sleeping better, and how
Once more I'll be the object of the ladies' adoration


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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It is gone forever now, a swirling mote of dust, 
  above the hills and fields, memorial fleck of dying love, 
vanishing from tear swept sight, away from the world, 
  oh how can life continue now, how can it go on? 

In...

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An Old Copper Vase – A Second View

an old copper vase
a witness of age
saw a lot
during times—
but all new to me.

the grace of the
experienced one
shall share it
with everybody
who is 
willing to listen.

so
the old
and
the new
are
coming together
in a 
new-found way
never expected
to find everything
that is needed
on their
individual path.

grace...

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