Best Phenomenons Poems

Her persona is like 
a portrait 
   of picturesque perfection,
embalmed in 
  bittersweet lavender, 
unseen within depths 
of tributaries of elixir.
If only they knew 
 the chaos that flows, 
constrained in 
a confined 
  gallery of grief.
Not everyone is 
 ...

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She was an abstract woman in a clinical world
theoretically reasoning her notions were perfectly
discerning midst-chaotic sensibilities,
whilst her inane whimsicality kept semblances of
insanity eye-leveled twixt reconfigurable ideologies'
over-share & objectionably designated delicacies of
exothermic exposures pseudo-psychic phenomenons,
therefrom she found divinities were misaligned
with governmental expansions as an alternative to
spirituality...

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Himmelsscheibe von Nebra
Von Raubgräbern beschädigt
Relikt aus der Bronzezeit
Abbild von  Mond und Plejaden
Bronze, Goldblech und Malachit
Ein einmaliges Artefakt
Jetzt im Museum von Halle


The Sky Disc of Nebra
Damaged by swag diggers 
A fine relict from Bronze Age
An image of moon and Pleiades
Bronze, golden metal and malachite
What an...

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Advancement..

Farther of medicine mention asGREEK HIPPOCRSTES.

However earth and sky .have no gods.

We collect and use medicines by try and error..

When there new spices of drugs and chemist we mix them into 
outtake bloods or cells to find the desire phenomenons or not.

Also before we use...

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Expectation's misdemeanors
     outflanking volition 
infringed upon experience's
       self-imposed options,
griping on about whirlwind's
      imposing velocity to
  which atmospheric pressure
     has naught resolving power
  whence high...

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This wonderful creature is a conqueress
Of the ships who sail the seven seas 
With blonde hair, blue eyes, and a die
For complexion she is leaving seamen
Questioning if she is what they saw or
Has their mind become undone?
She has been a success
Without being careless.
I would have...

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Walking a tightrope without a net; with an appetite for hope
Our lives echo similar outcomes as we walk into the future
Turning empty pages of our lives with our eyes open or closed
A desire of composing chronicles 


Like the Desirable Immortal Ocean
Its tendrils crawling upon the...

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I dream of her
Every night I lay down underneath the cover of darkness 
I dream of her
Losing focus during the heat of day eyes open with a blank stare overloading thoughts that we might share
I dream of her
I tempt to create words that define my...

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We inhabit this enchanting palace
Phenomenons beyond belief
Indescribable beauty, inexplicable mysteries
But with love and hate and grief

Often it can be entrancing
A gullible child's fairy tale
Silk woven cocoon from a caterpillar's loom 
Or a dreamer with wind in their sail

There are times it will be enthralling
Like watching...

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Psalm sixty-nine pondering what should have been, for their welfare....
Fell unto a curse ? The seventh sign, if there were such and these my eyes
Colouratura, such sight they shall find ? Connecting dots while crossing 
These lines parallel, her world a scripture binds; this collaboration...

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Women in stripes 
are usually quite astute.
They shoot at marvelous targets
and always make their mark.
They make chalk outlines 
around dead ideas and
hold the sky up with one hand.

Women in polka-dots
are wild, self-absorbed and 
beguiling. You can catch
them smiling at some secret
they won't share.
How dare they...

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Daylight has cuffed the forsaken canyons
And as I am just rousing from a fair slumber
Saluted I am by a spectrum strangely colored smoke
Could it be possible that evolution advanced so hastily
The mist that is emitted from her orifice
Remind me of happy, platinum things
May her lips...

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11/7/16


Originally was not that strong
Oft was wrong

Overnight the wind brought in the fog
In areas where you can see the occasional fox or frog

When I had some, I'd walk my dogs
Around the block and way beyond

Up and down the hills making brief stops along
To enjoy the...

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we …
are trespassers …
can you feel them?
the blooms, electric?
our world is pregnant with other worlds -
transient planes of existence that are
provisory to entirely disparate
rules and ids and forces …
why do we even question such?
particles and waves of
many kinds are
continually passing through us
yet we doubt even...

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Most Christians and Jews are familiar with the days of Noah, Lot and Elijah.  Because the days of Noah are associated with the global flood that lasted forty days and forty nights. When only Noah and his household of his wife, his three sons...

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