Best Outreached Poems

The Air We Breathe

Whatever death hides in the dark forest?
The Man attentive to death-defying chances
with sinister low sweeping branches, strong
confused as to the hierarchical level
upon which their outreached strengths belong 
hurries along

Beautifully poisonous trees 
Gnarled treacherous roots designed to trip,
their sole grisly aim to thwart...

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I saw you face your lover; you both made
a pattern quite distinctive in the dark.
Silhouettes on the window shade displayed
two hands that met two others; formed an arc.

The hands, from arms outreached, delivering
their upturned palms that now together pressed,
could not release nor stop their quivering,
anticipation...

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Twenty five years of grave digging finally unearthed a new birth;
Emergence into a sacred world where the secret wisdom of simplicity 
Prevailed.

The connection was made, the gift giving;
Spiritual fire burned above his head.

He spoke in tongues of angels, wrote a revelation in 
Divine script to...

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on the edge
of sloped hills
i stand alone
limbs outreached
longing for warmth
as i shiver
within this cold
december breath

i am bare
colorless
and numb
snapping within
from the weight
that hangs
like icicles
from branches
of soulless life
grounded
beside me

my shadow
is falling
more shallow
in these darker days
surrounding me
where i struggle
to flourish 

my boughs
almost kissing
the soil
of twisted roots
already deadened 

the...

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It clouds the vision of its proponents
Causing them to see things that are not.
It mixes their minds into components
To which rational people give no thought.

It dismisses those whose eyes are angled
Or whose skin is anything but white.
It is quick to see the homeless as mangled
And...

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I saw you face your lover; you both made
a pattern quite distinctive in the dark.
The shadows on the window shade displayed
two hands that met two others; formed an arc.

The hands, from arms outreached, delivering
their upturned palms that now together pressed,
could not release nor stop their...

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the alluring subtlety of her curves with each little sway
his basic instincts overflowing from pulsing music and spirits
her attire revealing, leaving little else to the imagination
while her pheromone laced perspiration wafting his way
leads him to eagerly vacate his sedentary position of yearning

his approach stealthy, shadowing...

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I shall not cry on the shoulder that supports me,
   I shall not weep for this sweet passing, 
through the celebrations and pitfalls,
             the heartaches and achievements,
    joys...

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There's something from the Chinese
that's called the poor man's fortune.
when back in the beginning
was thought of as misfortune.

My story starts with Sally Trac
A waitress in a chain.
One courteous and generous
that no one would call vain.

Each day would be a badgering
where Sally'd pester me.
and I'd return...

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A Grand Design


Through nature’s symbiotic grand design—
They share each other’s gifts in perfect plan;
The honeysuckle’s offering of thick
Sweet nectar which the butterfly consumes,
While pollen carried safely will transfer
To other blooms—create new life in turn.
     The vibrant flower colors draw it in
...

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The sparrows praised the morning sun,
He hugged the forest in his warm- outreached arms
The sun cascaded and grazed his fingers through every crisp leaf,
Over every sleepy tenant- illuminating their curiosity for each other

And the breeze laughed- happy to be alive
She laughed as she ruffed every...

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LAST GLANCE

Time slips its bond to fall on outreached hands,
Gingerly seeping through fingers,
Grasping one last glance at the Grace that was;
When you last spoke,
Last touched,
Last felt the sun upon your face,
And smiled at the warmth of it. 

Memories fade yet linger - waiting for no...

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I got a curse
A witch appeared
And made me small

When I was wandering
A big ant hauled me
to an ant's colony

A pile of rice, chunks of meats
Tons of sugar pieces and shelves of sweets,
 I discerned there

Hoarding their nutritious hay
Working 24/7 a day
They never got tired

Sitting on...

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You are just a girl..oh wait.... A mother!!!
with ceasing dreams
ematiated talent
fading destiny
repeated history
yet you never learn.....
You are just a girl...oh wait.....a mother!!!
almost forgotten responsibilities
of growing up with undefeated needs
binded in chains of uncertanities
lost in the ground where you would flash insecurities
You were just a girl
planted...

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A strong wind blew
On the water blue
The storm had brewed
They weren't buckaroos
The sail broke in half
It was tied with a scarf
Hoping it would hold
All were feeling cold
Praying to get ashore
It seemed such a chore
This was never done
Their bodies were sore
With big boo-boos
They wanted to reach
...

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