Best Piecing Poems

"You are welcomed to your room at night, everything is in the same familiar place. It's been long day. Climbing in to your comfy bed....

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I picked up my tube of super glue
In hopes of piecing together
Sad lonely broken you
As I sifted through the bits
I wasn't sure what to do
Although...

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As Time unwinds with a cup of tea
Sipping fragrant steam of centuries
No rush to fluff the flattened sea

In the key of wind's piano notes
Strumming with...

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"Laureate"



Laureate 
speak now lofty phantom
to my mind

guide my hand 
I write I write I write

receptor of communication
things that are not mortal
Luminiferous aether 

sublime 
not normal...

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His
kindness
pieces me,
gathers the strewn
shattering sepals
when I'm scattered to storm;
tries to place me soothingly
beyond iridescence of tears
and fears I must transcend, becoming
the tranquil trellis to which...

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Growing out of childish pranks,
With the storm and stress of turbulent teens,
I locked within my mind’s cupboard,
A portrait vaguely sketched, but never finished.
Rough it was,...

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She sits alone 
She draws her knees up to her shoulders, hugging them tightly
She shivers in the icy wind 
Her teeth chatter and the stream...

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that crazy old quilt
she was piecing together
just before the stroke


Dave Austin...

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Pardoned through the postmortem black
The green air like gas driving through
The dense flakes laid on my head.

My body lay heavy with the sunken Red Sea.
My...

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The Holy Land

The butchers slab of Hell, of Christian and Infidel.
Swords slash and cut lose the soul, fear! not 
conscience pays the toll. And yet...

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Reflection of self
Habitual brooding
Defines how one felt
And aids self improving

Inward dissection
Puzzle piecing
Every direction
Knowledge increasing

Data collecting
Soul observation 
Pattern connecting
Self education...

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Let's take these pins and needles

That we're always sitting on

And sew up this relationship

Before it goes completely wrong

Piecing it all together

These used lives, tattered and...

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he parlayed a condom full of nouns
in bold thrusts of the quill
for the para structuralist cadres
many of them freeway orphans
who won't even read a stoplight
on...

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Even should a mother forget
but she cannot
but even if she could
God has sent His mother
to hold the bloodied limbs
in her arms
just as she held God’s...

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You're a mystery to me, a modicum of memory.
I have your straight nose; your big, clumsy feet;
Your dry sense of humour and stubborn streak -...

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