Best Peripheral Poems

She held onto Saturday, with hands calloused and nails bitten

down

to the quick...her eyes saw sunlight and denied it's presence while she rocked, back and
forth, back and forth, to the ticking of a dishonest...

clock.

He told her, in words that cut the air as they fell from...

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PAD is absolutely no fun, 
                                       ...

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On the peripheral of my life,
Drowning in the reality that surrounds me.
Absent.
Gazing longingly at the lives others seem to find so easily,
Coveting their love, attention, anger, anything.
Anything to make me feel part of this cold world that I reluctantly seem to exist in....

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They dwell in the peripheral
a place I truly dread
Not sure exactly what they are
I think that they are dead

They stalk the corner shadows
in the day or black of night
I sense their movements vaguely
always dashing out of sight

They themselves are darkness
having neither form nor face
When trying...

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....passing perpendicular
enable this feeble brain to
regain momentum
in its frenetic
pursuit of something
hugely prophetic to
enlighten you readers with a 
rhythmic
avalanche of profound
Love.

Then again, thoughts that are
hovering can in fact be an
outright impediment
unintentionally causing a stammer,
guffaw, or some other sophistic
hilarity to erupt
taking all seriously serious
spirituality off into the...

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Caught up in life, in our peripheral we
Doors we enter, but do we actually see
Or does life's light, simply blind
A trait of us, human kind

These windows that attract
That can lure us eventually through
Is this luring on our radar
When feelings turn the screw

It's over a period...

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orange butter
fly

or yellow
jacket

on white
flower

of blood
root...

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Wailing winds rattle windowpanes,
with sounds of moans and clanking chains.
My whole world soon starts to shudder.
And my heart begins to flutter
as a violent sensation
shakes my house to its foundation.

Caught in my peripheral sight
I see a twisting in the night;
and debris swirling in the dark
as the...

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The train was zooming by,
When I saw her like a veil 
A mystical angel
In the heavenly sky…

She was strolling in the street;
She was immaculately neat.
It was like a dream;
I wanted to scream:
Oh! God, Oh! Beauty,
I just peripherally
Saw the most beautiful woman
On earth! She was way...

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I fell to you, black and white
with technicolor hair
like a circus presentation
of emotion-
You were there.
I lifted you, gold and bronze
with medal and shine
like a trophy won impossible
to me, 
when you were mine
I slept on you, pearl and grizzled heat
with a dream on banks of waking
like...

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i congratulate and uplift
i never put down
does not matter if whatever is more than my less
i am proud 

too many people put down
too many people spread hate
too many people waste needed energy
instead, why not encourage instead of discourage

there are levels of speed in life
there are...

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It’s a therapeutic journey 
I didn’t wanna take right now 
The shoe dropped 
And now it's time to pull the knife out of my throat
And hear me scream for sympathy
The shoe dropped 
And it created a ripple in time and space 
So you can be...

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a head that could not resist the turn
as eyelash lifts to reveal its joy
and from that squinted smirk of broken lip gloss
Time twisting one leg behind the other
ushers to continue
the promise only she
could keep...

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Perfect Peripheral Vision
David J Walker

There was a binder
On a calendar 
Kept just inside my eyelids 

Where everything seen 
Was recorded

Everything 
Especially the thing not seen
With eyes shut tight
On a dark night 

Everything
Especially the things 
seen from
The corner of my eye 

Everything
in pastel colors 
Painted on...

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Elevator! Take me to thirteenth floor!
I'm sorry, Dave! I'm afraid I can't do that!
Indeed the panel lights skip a beat,
Beyond the limit of what one hand can count.
Off the precipitous cliff into the valley periphery,
Into the shaky, rebellious and withdrawn teens 
Between childhood, tears and...

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