Best Picket Poems

Featuring: Keith :)
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Fresh sand garments 
The Mental Colosseum floor
Self-infliction's--waging wars 
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~ AND THE POEM BEGINS ~

A mask, tiny holes
Breathing heavily
Dancing around my toes
Broad carbon steel
Safe...

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Within reason
lies a house full of ordinary
a chest of bland memories. 
 
            ...

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In the May-time of my life
time bloomed each day a prickly boll –
but I, like the softest cotton within such a sharp seed  
swaddled...

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There is an english garden that I visit in a dream
Where trees are full of blossoms and the atmosphere serene 
A canopy of branches lightly...

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A new day, a new world, a new tomorrow

Shades of painted corners
face these inward fears
Now drenched in today’s worries,
as flat as the cornerstone of suffering
caught...

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I've constructed a picket fence around me to keep jackanapes out
Through pickets they can see me, but I never allow them to touch
private parts of...

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RED  ANGEL

I see the fire in your eyes!
This Red Angel, who's not human, intriguing with lies.
Pointing to the path that leads to paradise.
Ending Revelations...

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Feeling the desolation, of smothering air
Hemmed in by crowds; the obliqueness of fear
Throng of the city and no sight of the sun
Incessant noise and the...

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Am I the only one who doesn't care it's raining?
That it's cold outside and no one's on the street 
When the wind is blowing a...

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Rose petals floated in the dusty air.
A few landed at my feet as I sat weeping,
remembering the playful way she teased me
on the day she...

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When I need an uplift for my weary soul and to clear my muddled mind.
I slowly cruise along a country road to see what treasures...

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His bleeding heart
Was flustered from that torn parchment
In their leeching chapter

Pushed aside
As if “friendship” was aggression’s bull
Running through crowded cemeteries
Under quartered, sapphire moon

He sipped pitied...

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I've been musing lately about things that really make a home complete.
One thing for sure - a happy home is one with laughter and love...

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Let winter come 
And freeze the sky 
No more will shadows cast  
Let showers turn to heaps of snow 
With gardens hidden deep 

Let...

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Pondering cromulent forms of love
I look around; down, then up combined, as
Scintillia of hope soothes my spine
Supine on mighty force of faith, for
My mine is...

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