Best Reform Poems

~The Untold Fatal Attraction Poem~

Mid-morning she sees the sun ahead
Her death flowed in a messaged bottle
Gazing into her brown eyes upon all open sores,
Her conscience...

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PS - IT’S POETRY

Not merely words laid on a line
by blotting pens, by pencils fine
nor forms in perpetuity
teased with ambiguity.

It’s more, or less, depending on
the...

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I wrestle with my words in aimlessness when I write.
Poetry is a relationship to me, it's a troubled courtship.
I can't come to reasonable reform in...

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A. W. Nutter

Fog from my breath in the way
Temporarily impeding my vision
A small lamp, illuminates my prey
Unaware, of his impending execution

Rons wife, conveniently out of...

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Many times the ocean 
has saved Nippon,     pearl of the sea,
an oceanic symbiosis  a speck in a fecund see.
The dikes...

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break me  -- reform the old

                  ...

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Aloft, with keen eyes in sorbet skies’ raspberry half-light
visceral vibrations of vitality does await.
Soaring in a hush, with plumage plush, a silent stealth kite,
he glissades...

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Wise awareness predicts its salience.
Strategy that stretches cognitive sentience.
And the ego wants to hold on to power.
A natural sense of oneness with empower.

What you can...

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Written after one of those terrible murderous massacres of children in what is supposed to be a safe haven … SCHOOL!!

A cruel sea
a raging storm
calm...

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RAINDROPS OF IMMORTALITY

Smiles were stolen from me long time ago
Days gone gray as storms rush to play: my...
They drain. Fervently, I called to the Heavens...

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If I'm not normal should I conform
and seek to perform as all do
or should I reach to perfect my form
and be how I was born...

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Very strong message taking form,
Coming like a violent storm,
Warning of nation’s moral low,
Unaware of approaching foe.

Ignorant! How this world beguiles!
Blind to the culture’s subtle changes,
Dull...

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A FORGOTTEN ANGEL

Who was she?  They wondered
No one knew her name
Where did she live?  They wondered
No one ever saw her playing
How old was...

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Well my friend, my conscience would not allow me the pleasure.
              The...

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Some ancient wisdom
Doth behold; a parabolic
To unfold. Mathematics to 
Delight ; resemble crescent 
Moon at night! The alchemy
In this I see; a medieval
Fantasy . Behold...

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