Best Reconnected Poems

No T.V., no internet, what are we to do, just look at us!
I remember a time, it wasn’t such a fuss.
Where pleasure and creativity we...

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The evolution of humans is that
we went from simple cell
organisms to plastics. 
All this fakeness makes me 
want to embrace realness.
Blemishes and weight gain,
silver hair...

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The older we get we realize…
although we have the same amount of time each day
it is hard to get together with people we love…
as so...

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Me Myself and Iphone


How’s the line can you hear me now
I’m getting bad reception

They say these gadgets make life easier
But maybe that’s self deception

I saw...

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By the time I finished highschool, my top highest dream that I wanted to accomplish before any of my other so many dreams
  ...

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March first, you are the best
What a one, what a beautiful one. 
Oh God, I got reconnected with the one. 
Today is the day I...

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We all feel like
dying to get out of here
at least sometimes;
a meeting
a relationship
a job
a car or bus or airplane
a house or apartment
a nation or state
a...

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Two girls lived upon Sycamore.
Close as any friends were before.
Despite rainy, spring day
They'd laugh and they'd play
In matching green dresses they wore. 

Said one to...

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Hey Mr. Editor,
It's not very often we hear true stories of enduring Love that grows with time. I can 
hear the cynic groan as I...

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When my time here on earth is done

Written By Dean Masciarelli

Monday, December 28, 2009


It has been very difficult

Living my whole life
without my natural parents

And for...

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Christopher Colombus- Celebrating Genocide

You stepped foot on the birth canal of my ancestors,
pure, sacred, loved.
you smiled.. proceeded with greed.
your civilization like disease.
my people soon were...

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It's much too close in here
for loneliness,
or companionship.

Either way,
I grow too small
non-existent
non-essential
undervalued domesticity with insufficient commodity,
just another over-populating parasite
underneath Earth's glamorous backside;

Suppressed incubator within a...

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The yellow pages wither away in this red undertone 
Our world once reconnected behind wood and glass
When two hearts were disconnected by the world so...

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Roses and Thorns   1. 10 .16

 Lest we pray for forgotten dreams while remembering times where the light shone upon our faces, ...

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How might Earth's underground narrative
of a sacred Tree
speak most profoundly
of old growth economic
and political
environmental trauma?

A question I forgot to ask
when I was younger
and more disabled
and...

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