Best Obstructs Poems

Upon my sunshine when yesterday rains
Dwelling in my present uninvited
Clueless of today's closing arguments,
The joy of tomorrow my new-dawn claims

No point whispering to lovelorn woes
When I can sweet-talk to portrait of love, 
And paint my canvas in vibrant brush-strokes
Exactly as I wish to see you...

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The Lord is my salvation and my light,
the stronghold of my life, whom shall I fear?
Protecting when the foe attacks by night;
the prayers of his children he will hear.
O holy Lord, my sin has been a veil,
a waywardness that blinds my eyes to you;
a poisoned...

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Rhythmic pose arcs lifting elegant ambience
Graceful dance enshrines artful renascence
Visceral posture invites emotional response
Festive celebration of aesthetic renaissance.

Attired in red and blue of simple elegance 
Glorious style augments swirling excellence
Left arm risen high points gracious eminence
Finger tips lift vivid attire in quiet eloquence.

Golden bangles adorn...

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So, it starts years ago, with protests in the streets
People allowed to lay on the road, block traffic
Then, start fires, attack police, as they’re told to stand down!
Criminals with 18+ offenses free to roam as they please
Thousands others were released from prisons by Obama
Illegal immigrants...

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A cumulonimbus cloud enveloped my sky,
Threatening to rain down a torrent of pain.
An ocean of commotion swirled in my brain.
My attempts to bandage the wounds turned in vain.

I saw only the receding vistas of light,
And night prowling like a stealthy thief.
The past chilled my mind...

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Fog
Obstructs
A full view
Beware the beast
Fog.


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Poem Title: 5 Minutes in my dream

My mind is a combination of many things
5 minutes in my mind you may see and understand many things
My mind beautifully made with no hands 
Many thoughts that make up a lot of my being
Intellectual rich
My heart is lyrical,...

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What I have for you today is not so much about re-treading an outdated fuel-based system--
little bit like reshuffling the chairs to fix the decay 
of a segregating Country Club.

No, this is addressed to economic policy re-tirers. 
Keep the tire and the chairs, 
but let's...

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Dusty clouds are isolation 
Confusion obstructs my view
As I travel back roads in lonesome 
Searching for the missing clues

Long ago we became separations
Worlds away by barbed-wire offences
I need to be back within your presence
To the much greener grass of our past oasis 

Although, with every...

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At the base of Stone Mountain in early spring, the view is overpowered by the height of the round rock. Gray cold granite exposed rock draws many visitors to view this unusual phenomenon.

 cold massive hugh stone  
obstructs view for several miles
white narcissus bloom

Climbing...

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I must have woken up on the wrong side of the ground this morning...
As soon as i opened my eyes, they were brought back down, with yearning-
For a life remotely near what I, as a child, had dreamed for me.

Mistakenly greedy,
Or intentionally cheating,
The consequences of...

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Your barque blocks the orb which steers my muse;
 change course, you are an intrusion.         Captain Wahn.

            Intimidation brands you a martyr,
    ...

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Romans 14:19 KJV  "Let us, therefore, follow after the things which make for peace, and things wherewith one may edify another."

The Symbiont Us

Opposing energies magnetize their clustered convictions,
Lastly, amassed intentions remain beyond comprehensions,
Presently, polarized detachments collapse in their face-off,
Ulterior effectiveness spotlights their futile parties,
Action...

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Stark space 
could allow for ease 
of breath,
but flooded glow washes 
in unrest.

Wood burned mirror
rest in farthest
corner wedge.
Its trim scrolls 
heavenward in facile
attempts.

Obsidian glass obstructs
true face. 
Instead providing 
an image voided 
of narcissistic delight....

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Often I mark little, untidy children in groups scrounging for something in the garbage piled up on the other side of road,
A cluster of barefoot early birds roaming all day here and there searching for gold in garbage yards.
You may even find them at traffic...

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