Best Phase Poems

In the factory where he worked
When he noticed, he had to scoff
Several men were walking around
With one sock on and one sock off

He had seen them with earplug strings
Hanging out of their mouth, a phase
As he walked into the restroom
He thought, "Never in all my...

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...The wee ones simply want to be loved. 
Or at least get a glimpse from 
a {smart}phoned adult.
They wish for a sandbox with a playmate or two.
A warm peaceful bath
every bubble filled with 
a fairy and a laugh.
They live for a favorite bedtime story. 
A...

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Dearest Vicar –
As a poet’s lines: 
It is divinity proper!

Onions figure
In our everlasting divinings:
Her white ashes
Of our burn-fire 
And the dew of dawn’s tears
Still coax the rainbow 
To no avail

Her white ashes
Splashing wet-dusts of dark days:
Cocks crow in vain?...

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A false
promise cascades 
over black satin in
skies just beyond the midnight hour
gone deaf.

Silver 
strings play silent,
old, memories waking 
a long forgotten orchestra 
once mute.

The chant
of heartbeats thump
as thunderous thoughts churn
crescendos of mixed emotions
that scorch.

The tails
of fallen stars
wag their cleft tongues and taunt
for dead wishes of...

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/^Inspired by "Someone Else" by Miley Cyrus, "All of Me" by John Legend and many other awesome songs^\

(Spoken) 
Hold me close
Stop pretending that I'm not aware of what's happening 
Anything goes
So, quit trying to be someone that you're not...it's not working...I know the truth can...

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here I go again
on a belt fed groove,

suck it up
ruck it up,

legion on the move,

all the things we used to have
all too soon are gone,

wave goodbye
eyes gone dry,

another trek through foreign dawn.....

see the henna hidden dirty faces
bodies broken poppy crowned,

empty futures, empty lives
only empty bargains...

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dogs come cats go
just like moon waxing
Don't let it phase you



Tribute To Moon Waxing LOL

Also Don't Forget To
Turn Those Clocks Back...

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drowning
in fountains of learned ink
and lit keys

Lost and flailing...

Did it ever matter?

nobody would even notice
if sunlight goes black,
hidden behind sleeping will.ows
muffled by snores
and striped-barked trees

stifled pattern
viewed through stubborn lashes,
through discolored eyes

Soon,, the air




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northern lights glisten
quavering on ailing ice…
warming seas approach

© Harry J Horsman 2022...

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There is a thing I need to face
A race I need to chase
But with every step forward
Demons succeed to make me coward
Still holding to little hope
Here I stand looking for a scope

There are people whom I fear 
Responsible for my painful tears
In silence I ponder...

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Humanity is moving
through a
 dangerous
 phase,
transition.

 Animal instincts 
intact,
driving things 
forward.

The animal can 
take us only
so far. 

Procreation, 
self preservation 
now
impeding the way.

Sex and violence, 
the endocrine 
ruling the day, 
our lives.

Hormone drench,
 clouding intellect,
logic, 
will slow things,
from here
takes us down.

Intelligence,
  free 
of such
...

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It's raining here & there
a refresh tone is coming,
Bubbles on the earth where
a life is to be remaining,
Thunderstorms on the sky
behave like a blast of bomb,
The rain wants to be try
to the heart, it's happy tomb,
The rain is singing something
& dancing here and there,
The rain...

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never necessary
is a full cup of hate
my movements are
my medicine
my choices are my health food

watching you sleep on the
passenger side as i avoid 
the highway admiring the scenery,
i shake my head with a smile because
i have never met one with quite the 
personality such as...

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Phase One

By Nathan Hannen

Half of my soul arranged in psychedelic patterns
Remaining, I don't know what it is that will happen

Concrete expectancy rate, A silhouette of void shades
The green queen, Or the one legged ace of spades

The acorn leaf, Devoid of respiratory functions
Arriving at multi exitable...

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I wanted to make something out of nothing,
But nothing I did find,
So someone must have left nothing,
If nothing was left behind.
So all I found was nothing,
Was that something,I did find?...

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