Best Prose Poem Poems

No holding back,keep on keeping on before the well runs dry.a persistence to say something I feel is right. Inclinations and ideals that meet in perfect harmony, form 7 inner sounds.Pulled up from what is above and contemplate the landscape of my imagination,to show but...

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Beauty is something we see with individual eyes,only time can reveal imperfections of conceit.Deep within our soul resides attraction ,waiting,asleep yet longing to be aroused.Our need to be recognised,reciprocate and hold close.A certain something,intercourses between eyes,a novel read by a glance ,might last a lifetime....

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Experiences re-lived culled from images I've seen, books recalled,places I've seen re-fashioned, enhanced and changed emphasised and re-arranged, evoked, re-styled in shaded tones, uniquely embossed my own written out for you to see this poem trapped,within me..Now,you dear reader..set free this poem trapped within my...

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~ We Need  A  Savior  ~ 
( Prose Poem  ) 
 

~O~


Sometimes when we think so much about tomorrow we get so concerned n stressed about it. In minutes or in a split of a second, we might get so worried...

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Trying to numb this pain to keep from going insane

Trying to rebuild my life without the strife 

Trying to lose myself in a haze while praying for lesser long days

Want to feel like myself again and watch the stars roll by again

Want to feel peace...

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You could never understand me. That's why you could never have me.  Your mind is on the superficial, my love's is on the official.  Flattery only gets you so far but at the end of the day, I don't have to sit around...

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He tried to smother her spirit, because he was afraid her voice would carry
He wanted to own her, so he asked her to marry
He thought I'll manipulate her, convince her my way is the only way
And assert his mental control

And in her love, she followed,...

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You smile, you grin and no one sees your sins

You laugh, you play with no one there at the end of the day

The masks we wear are uniquely prepared

To keep the world guessing and hide our despair

Black, white and all alike experience life's crushing blows

Young...

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Daddy you are on my mind

Daddy you were one of a kind

You made me who I am today

You said for me to always pray

I miss your stories and our long chats

I miss the way you made me laugh

I feel like I am walking in a...

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Catch me, mend me, break my fall
Can't take another step without trust
Won't accept sugar without substance

Catch me, mend me, break my fall
Guide the wind, smooth the storms
Make each day glorious

Catch me, mend me, break my fall
Promise to be there, stay true
Embrace me, keep the dust...

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IF ONLY
Looking back we all have regrets
about life,love and family,chances
missed, love repressed,thoughts thought
but,left unsaid.Hiding what we really
feel,held back by inhibitions,consequence of
past experiences,burnt fingers,now healed
but scarred with remembrance.Time passes
so slowly,tomorrow too soon becomes
today’s yesterday where opportunities
forgone,remain,indelible,if only..if only
and linger long. 

A structured prose inspired by the...

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She was taken by bears;
that was the unlikely consensus -
dragged off in her sleeping bag, 
tracks confirmed.

She lodged with the grizzlies, 
growing sturdy, unusually hirsute
for a human girl, 
but pretty in a wide-bottomed way.
Eventually she mated.

Frank Goddard and his buddy,
mistaking her form,
had her in his...

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He leads me through East London, docks, pubs and stray dogs, the 
Thames lapping at low clouds.
We find the second-hand player in a street where the shops
are dusty holes under viaducts.
Carrying the Dansette portable record player in it hard 
Bakelite box, lifting it by its...

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Prose Poems II
by Michael R. Burch

These are prose poems (is that an oxymoron?) and experimental poems...



briefling
by Michael R. Burch

manishatched, hopsintotheMix, cavorts, hassex (quick!, spawnanewBrood!); then, likeamayfly, he’s suddenly gone: plantfood.



bachelorhoodwinked
by Michael R. Burch

u are charming & disarming, but mostly !!!ALARMING!!! since all my resolve dissolved!...

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the week passes
miles counted
numbers turn
as I drive
fields of gold
my reflections
of beauty
my dreams
tires sing
on a county road
memories reclaimed
with my favorite songs
the landscape shimmers
as the moon ghosts the sky
in the slant of light
perceived
in the slant of light
the moon ghosts the sky
the landscape shimmers
with my favorite songs
memories reclaimed
on...

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