Best Overstretched Poems

across the Doggerland dogged people trudge
  Neanderthals, Heidelbergers...Sapiens, the last ones standing
  hairy mammoths, heavy life bearing down
  the mighty maw of an ice wall crunches, enforcing southward retreat
  remoulding the land for the next migration
  steady thawing reveals a...

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Closer to the clouds 
Soaring through the soft misty flocks of vapour
Higher
Touching the overstretched never ending horizons
Stronger
Closer to the clouds
Reaching for the elusive galaxy scattered with stars
Wiser.


Metempirical
Scenes
Outside my window, birds perched on window panes
Breathing the hopes of life
Burying their worries, letting them go
Soaring away the...

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My first love
is a whore

but i want her back
because she always had my back

when everyone
threw me back, barked, nagged disappeared 
continuously on me

just because,
i try and cry to make them understand how i feel 
about them

My first love
is a whore

but i want her back
because the...

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The city doesn’t need any elevators
Or escalators or anything to push people up
There are no clouds in this brightened city
no bourgeoisie emancipation, no atypical beauty
silicon bosoms out on the overstretched skies
mechanical tirades of the undiluted selves 
the cubicles at Grande elevators are full of
lowered shallow...

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Hands touch, accidentally
Short, deep glances by me, as she looks the other away
Be sure not to get caught
Although I expect she’s doing the same
We can’t do this, can we?
No-one will know, no-one gets hurt, isn’t that the line?
I heard it was just a bit of...

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Seed - scattered strewn or downtrodden.
Grain stuck on passive flytrap mucus.
Wild life biomes ripe with  open sesame.
Frantic birth pangs stiffen their gestations as green  leaf ferments bubble underneath.
Mother of all wombs, diva pulse or fertile runner bean. 
Maternal youth. 
Eternal youth.
Bamboo shoots that...

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CHEERY 2


Weathered wood bench
Old as us two;
Hardy as teak

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On this trip
Make ends meet;
Garage sales

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Joy seeds enough
No need for stuff;
Just call the bluff

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Just two old souls
In brief posture;
Human nature knows

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Cheery in grief
Joy fills the brief;
Small talk punctuates

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Wednesday cascades
New mystery floats;
Touch of morning light

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Morning Glory flowers
Temporary respite;
Hazy...

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how to write haikus
its not big news that you choose 
only a few words 

if you like short ones 
then haikus are your best choice 
just string them along

if you don't like long,  
and overstretched sentences 
keep it very short 

count your syllables 
first...

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I feel my head expanding
Exploding…
In trenches of darkness
That I do not see
Nor understand

I feel frustrations
Cover me like thorny vines
Yet I cannot make them out
I feel suffocated
Overstretched…
And compressed

I want to scream…
At what…
For what…
If only I should know
Then perhaps I should find some peace

Yet the lines are...

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Forbidden Fruit

Wild bat hanging from a tree
Wings curled around furry body.
Sleeping soundly, nose twitches
Net captured, frightened creature.

Hot steaming Chinese market
Exotic animals everywhere.
Herbal medicine, cultural difference
Healing, treatments for illnesses.
 
One moment in time.
Eaten the forbidden fruit
Coughing, high temperature
Hospital death follows quickly.


Virus

Bad blood circulating
Body exhausted, fighting back.
Breathing...

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crouch low, as tiger
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Sit still, XXri Brook
Dimples, smile, light
Too much for the heavy flight
Of a daydream, happening 
Across from my mother’s anxious look
Is my reason in a book?
Maybe another book
Buried in my room
Me, no doors, nor nook
Dimples overstretched, still deep
I hide beneath a sheet
'Till the sun comes back
I’m...

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been a long time, so far away,
  their smile hollow, mirth shallow,
    they try, but they're no longer one,
      well, so he thinks, and so does she;

they fidget, they anticipate,
  strangers now to their own...

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Morning came alive with rockets and missile pounding over my head and screams and shouts crying out like bleating sheep and empty vessels coming from the cemetery and everyone was in a hurry to bury the dead and leave the town.  

I have been...

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