Best Reintroduced Poems

I ran into Shakespeare the other day.
Told him I too am writing a play.
He asked about the premise, which was a reeler.
I had no idea he is a big premise-stealer.

I told him the plot, and he took a few notes.
I was excited when I saw...

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My own head screaming at me
every thought another fight
strangling my heart
he hid behind my tears
every possible negative thought
battling myself to do what is right
always felt like i never got it
tricking myself into situations, strung along
confusing my own confusions
mind manipulating my fears
my own hopes used against...

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Alaska; the wilderness state, the last frontier:
Where majestic mountains,
Deliver streams into flowing rivers:
Down slopes covered in forests
Of Sitka Spruce and Western Hemlock,
That dominates the landscape.
The name Alaska originates
From the Aleut word ‘Alyeska,’
Meaning the ‘mainland’ or literally:
‘The object toward which the action of the sea is...

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I began reading Jane Anna Gordon's "Creolizing Political Theory"
from the back toward the front,
as usual,
because if I appreciate where this narrative journey will end,
then I probably will find we start off with similar questions 
of economic and political urgency right now.

And, also as is my...

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Tardigrades aka Water Bears, Moss Piglets

Before T-Rex appeared and the Dodo bird disappeared,
Leading to modern-day scientific knowledge increasement,
Creatures of infinitesimal size called ‘Tardigrades’ endure,
Were and are living and thriving, just about anywhere on earth.

From mountain heights to frigid, snow-capped pole blizzards,
In the depths of oceans...

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I live in darkness, in hidden caverns
Dwelling below the graves above
I hate the light for it burns me
Causing my flesh to bubble and melt

I feed on those that have been buried
The dead become my banquet, my feast
I devour each decayed body with relish
Even the bones...

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For a relatively brief period in their lives,
they touched base with luxuries that they could
ill afford; with culture unallowed by both desire
and time. Their days were spent committing crimes
that fed their addiction to drugs. But at a rehab
center, they were reintroduced to some of the...

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Unravelling Ireland


                       Postcard collection as a teen
                ...

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Mirror, Mirror on the wall..
Secrets told, to enthrall.

If walls could talk of stories foretold.
The truth and lies, of the young and the old.

Creaky floors, heave a sigh.
In the purlieu, where feet danced spry. 

Doors held on by rusted hinges.
Swung open and closed through the ages.

Cobwebs...

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A broad vale next to Lake Champlain,
early morning, before the heat,
barbed wire fence next to a field
where John Arnold’s sheep are grazing.
Tall grass is hiding most of them,
white humps moseying about there,
their heads poke up as there chewing.
Arnold’s House is there on my right,
old Victorian,...

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I wrote love letters,
Because eventually
My mind caught up with my heart.
My heart filled with love,
When you ran across my mind,
Thus infiltrating my thoughts.

I thought about you,
When I first saw you again;
Reintroduced to beauty.
I, first, saw you there,
Back when time often stood still,
So you could be...

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What is it like to truly love a woman?

It is being so taken by the initial meeting that you now can't imagine your life 
without her...

It is getting to know her & feeling like you're being reintroduced to yourself.... It is 
finding out that you...

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Strange
That so many strangers are here
This is a sweet noise with forked tongue
Change
Is not a critical mass of diverse dreams
And I do not know you
Your warm fuzzy smile dripping milk cream
Over the chocolate of my face
Before we came
I had significance in the knowledge of my...

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so many ways to go
but....i don't wanna die
no matter fast or slow 
i'd....rather pass it by
no matter how i flow
i....search for reasons why
looks like the more i know
i....always wanna cry

when you left me here
i was reintroduced to fear
my vision became so unclear
i'm shifting and i...

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Does my head in the guillotine promptly paint me guilty?
My last meal, a full plate of your golden excuses 
But any attention means so much to me 
We’re going in circles, 
But feel free to say your mistakes first this time around, before we hault
Your...

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