Best Reckonings Poems

And when will the tides turn against confident indifference?!

When will humanity cease
To throw cats against curiosity’s silver coated dagger

Another played out song
Another dramatic lyric
Shifting embellished...

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The evening is set out before me

   on the threshold of night,

   the hazy lights teeming

   and glazed, webby-cold...

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A grey frame house and backyard swing
call out to me
from somewhere buried deep in time -
a memory.

A river front and 60’s band
are beckoning -
symbols of...

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"Fata Morgana" 

feet hardly touch the ocean
when silent stars of no voice
transmit words to pay the ferryman
on the water no reflection 

gently the sun waves...

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In the workshop of my waking hours,
I am the maker of my own day,
Crafting moments with a DIY attitude,
Twisting fate's threads with hands unbound.

At 6...

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Does it not shimmer to the shine, the steel blade
Of dead reckonings ultimate design, cold is
Its fine edged point, a slicing masterpiece,
Of revolutionary engineering, behold...

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I’ve been adrift on the sea, a lost soul of ideal inspiration
Tossed asunder amongst realities harsh waves of the incomplete,
A disembarked being, caught at the...

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We are the unbegotten 
 We are the unassigned
 Redeemed from oblivion 
 Kept out of mind 

 We are the great rotation 
 Unfolding...

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'Twas like imagery or perhaps deja'vu
air quotations or a hallucination,
naught tangible to the naked eye
but an echoing of whirlwinds,
mere beginning of an expansion
tucked aside noncommittal...

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BY THE BAY

A beach vagabond am I,
Lost amongst the foam and spray,
Enchantments careless cast away,
Set drifting alone, a lunar moon child,
Of the free spirited, enlightened...

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Endings starting
Leaves are turning
Grass starts browning with
Furnaces burning.
Colder weather
As to focus,
Deeper feelings in
Shallow harvest.
Briskly, daunting
Haunting Spirits
Barren-halled reckonings as
Frost encroaches.
Verdure withered but
Perhaps a good Word;
forgotten pasts...

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Allow me, this day, 
to become the catalyst 
of my own awakenings…
For I hold within myself
the light of dawns reckonings

Bare floor’s creaking
with the splinters of...

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Paradigms Temporality 
David J Walker

There is no question 
That the evening 
seemed to come 
to an end 
too soon

The temporality of 
your days 
The glow...

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Been through lots of places,
Seen alot of smiles on faces,
Interacted with people in dances,
But no one has healed my bruises,
They only give me fake promises.

Been...

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It’s often hard to hide,
The awful pain caused by pride.

So many times we allow ourselves to be fed, 
By boisterous thoughts that causes swelling in...

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