Best Reinvents Poems

THE POET

Reinvents the world      all clean and neat

Passing it on from village to village      on electric feet

Armed with pen, peanut butter      and a few sheets



He listens for sounds others don’t...

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System of events so dramatic it reinvents.
My wisdom over lends a static in a sense.
I give them my hands in return for amends,
Even though it is them who never understands.

Shackled and chained, felt internal pain.
Condemned to complain, alone I remain.
I forget my name, hide my...

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More often, this soul widens farther
than the breath of a moon... and through
glittering eyes, I saunter on the ledge
 of woodland,
past time's curfew and nobility: a wanton stroll
by a maiden fondling the ripeness
of cherries------ that such pageant from
embossed ferns weaves a new tune.


I twirl along...

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Jim-I-Nator,

chase creator,

imitates a song,

recreates a major,

sail's you to saviors,

reinvents the round,

reelects the tasers,

summons it in a bong...

Bites it right out 
just like the Chong.


Waits in a mile-
just for the hump,

butts heads with the viral-
just like the slums,

does a downward spiral like a swivel,

dials 911 to...

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“La fin du monde” 

The fragrance 
that makes you pop
in all the best places

no need for bikini
nude etat liberte
un amourette

experimentum crucis

500 Years
Eau de Protection
holy water ad libitum

ghost in the shell 

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)




What it’s like to experience a nuke in virtual reality – paradise VR/...

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think of bread if you come 
and no false hopes 
and no bad humor 
and no long silences
and no sorrow 
I would like reinvents itself 
after a few glasses of wine...

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god muscles up

raw emotions bristle

neurons synapse and spark

she hesitates

learning to fly


the hair stands up

on the back of my

neck I shiver

remember to breath

learning to fly


her statue is as hard

as marble but she’s

as soft as vulerability

and so a woman

she’s learning to fly


with every day she

reinvents her future

she...

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I watched a lone frill -
flitter 'neath a crescent moon.
  A chasse quite brief;
  a waltz concluding too soon.

Dusk's nocturnal breath
whirls a foliferous heart.
  A ron de jame leap
  reinvents classical art.

The plume flits and floats
beyond a stilled rivulet - 
...

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My father was born,
Late on the eve of St. Patrick’s Day,
Inspiring nurses to insist the babe’s name be Patrick,
To which, my grandparents laughed and chose to obey.

Decades later, 
When my parents had their first son,
Though the birth be in October,
The life of another Patrick, Pat...

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God's born
Earth Genesis were creationists right and darwin wrong
As our conscience wakes , sound science proves evolution is fate
Man tames nature empowers man reinvents nature
Sound science transcends mortal man into godly creator
Life is science , an infinite mathematical equation 
Many past lives are demonstrations
When the...

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How does love die, you ask me?
Under a rain of indifference, without passion, without responsibility,
Without the humor to brighten your day, without the sensuality to ignite your night.
Leaf by leaf, petal by petal, it withers, and it's too late, too late to cry.
"We treasure each...

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In a secret corner of the mind, where silence dances with shadows,
I lose myself in the simplicity of a moment that asks for nothing, just to be,
letting dreams unravel like autumn leaves in a gentle breeze,
without fear of absence, without the desire to arrive anywhere,
for...

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Poetry's a tough business, you know
   Each new poem reinvents the wheel
   Staring at a blank page takes nerves of steel
'Rest on your laurels?' -- You'll have nothing to show

I've heard that writing poems is an escape
   But why...

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Restless, pacing around the my room
The feeling is misunderstood
The laughter is overacted
This need has to be fulfilled

The acne for quietness
Is a necessity for luxury
The storm reinvents itself
Is somebody reaching out

Calmness, restoration of the imbalanced
The emotions are flowing in
The humanity is praised
This need has to be...

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"A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." 

(Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.)

The muskiness slouches about to a point of apathetic stoppage, and even...

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