Best Piecing Poems

...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 hummingbirds' low float
And the whale's......

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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 there were many pieces
I was missing quite a ......

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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
Luminiferou......

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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, though......

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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 of tears from her eyes, sting her cheeks 
As she lifts ......

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...Serging through life, I whipstitch, weft, and welt,
But always, my thoughts are pick-threading.

As stippled patches of emotion rise and fall in me,
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
Just too m......

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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 clearness clear all eyes, I feel not......

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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 
......

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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 with battles
endless plight, the cut and thru......

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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 torn
......

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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 the other hand
there's a lot of......

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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 humanity
in the folds of her dress
when ......

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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 -  
Or so I've been told.
I know you loved history - du......

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...I see her pale white flowing gown,
her imagery, her frown,
her silver thinning hair,
her paper like wrinkled skin.

Feeling quite frightful,
but no overtaking fear,
of this vision floating through th......

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