Best Printed Poems

"Mine all Mine!"

A thief I long to be
Your eyes original like the moon and sea

A lover in the world............
An Anthology, you walk and talk like...

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WALLPAPER

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Paper Thin
Cut down to any size,
Crumble, crop me wrong 
Pull the insulation from my heart.
Never will I be "A Paper Doll!"
Thank you for calling me...

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ON MY MOTHER’S PASSING

i wanted to keep my mother physically with me
but it would be like trying to hold the sun
like in life she still...

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When I read a poem that breathes, 
pulsing wildly, alive with its own heartbeat,
relentless, compelling in its desire,
I feel touched as if by another, feeling
some...

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Riding off into the Ivory Palace sunset,
in a pitch-black limousine, no less

Hear the heavy metallic chariot roar,
leaving exacerbated fumes echo deplored

Aural palette, enamel pestilent pain...

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Set upon the new world stage within the burning fires of hell. Silently posed factions of the elite, suppress the true inherit of Mother Earth....

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In the middle of the Universe, I stand-
my mind attempting to comprehend
the scope and wonder
exposed upon these printed pages
within this book of astronomy and space.

One...

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Looked at the outside of steel window
Around in the dark, awesome feelings into the mid-night air
What the news was brought in the feelings!

Eyes of the...

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She was a Daddy's girl
The apple of his eye
Somehow things change
as the years go by

His hugs and kisses
Vanished like the sun
He became serious
Instead of being...

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  THE NEWS 


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Life Defined by Moments Blindsided
written by The Broken Hearted

Read the news today. There is blues      ...

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Crystallized tears
 
When time, marched by the flame of a candle
The fear, from the swords and peak of the temple
When the virgin liberty was in...

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Remember Me

Cold wet coastal today
I escaped
Sat myself behind a sanctuary
The rain beating rhythms
On window panes
Hot coffee and brandy
Warm inside The Athena Café

Radio spends its missed...

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She had the perfect posture, she was an African American girl
Watching as the breezes about her dress did whirl
The warmth of July passed through the...

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I raise my voice and rage a fight
for little children trashed and thrown.
Sweet little coos and burps never heard,
the printed mittens never sewn.  

These...

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I walked with ease
a comfortable moment after sunset,
I wore clean, comfortable skin
and comfortable, casual attire.
Past glowing shopfronts
on clean, wide pavements,
warm evening slowly darkened,
a good time...

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