Best Relays Poems

Old Poet, His Art And Why He Composes Til Death Sings

With pen and paper he writes as rushes a rising tide
his true heart wide open and sworn to nothing ever hide
always loyal to those humble, hard working, verses true
full of poetic history, even a tale...

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Imagination is the reality. What would creativity be without imagination? 
What would the reality be without creativity? 
 One relays on another.
What you imagine is what should be created. 
Everything on this earth was once a 
Piece of someone’s mind.
As nothing can form by itself...

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“Blue Angels, Black Sheep, Monitors and The House of Random Penguins” 

The womb
is scooped like 
an over ripe melon
Time is the incorrigible felon,
the forgotten lost garden explored 
overturned and raked, 
neatly messed, 
in more ways than 1, 
never removed, not yet,
it would be too very...

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From deep beyond the canyon rim,
Appearing at first night;
The moon appears upon a whim
And relays its borrowed light.

Then rising there above the knoll,
Through wisps of misty white;
The moonlight falls as flakes of snow
Upon the countryside.

~M...

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New Year's starts after all the holidays.                                      ...

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"HUMAN"




WE are stardust
CHNOPS
6 essential 
building blocks
Carbon
Hydrogen
Nitrogen
Oxygen
Phosphorus
Sulphur
somewhere Cobalt and Gold


On the stockmarket
we could be worth 
$46 million each and sold 
for what our body contains
Bone Marrow
Heart
Lungs 
Kidneys
Brain
Eyes
and
DNA...
and then some
literature relays;
53% water, salt tears
oceans’ memory 
ancient and old 
4.5 billion years
with an error range 
of 50 million...

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"The Value of Reading"

messages impressed
upon the secret keepers.
when is late too late?
to divulge the truth?

"I know this is a shock"
arrives far too late 
when it is anticipated
by the writer pundit 

keeping tabs
on runnaway horses 
trained at the gate
tokens laid for bets.

what then sister?
if all should...

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SENIORS OLYMPICS

Images of fearsomely fit youth everywhere,
healthy people, all bronzed, featured
by the second, on screens and public spaces : 
fit and flash, but always  young, Olympians.

I protest, for we seniors are just as sporty;
we recycle daily, suffer running noses;
fallen archery’s no problem at all...

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	Heavens Mirror
	Written: by Tom Wright
	11/17/01
	
	Water, at night,
	Relays silent echoes in shimmering light;
	As if by God's design,
	An eternal mirror for the heavens;
	In it, I see a patchwork quilt, of stars, moon,
	And all that God hath set voice to;
	Perhaps replenished by His tears,
	Which I believe,
	He sheds o'er...

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Digital beauty encoded in space
Densely packaged with binary relays
A hybrid of English et en Français
Dreaming out loungey soft beats and delays
 
Super 45’s and magnetic tape
Transfers of energy through vintage keys
Trading the lead to entrance and escape
Analog phases alighting the breeze
 
Delicate spires of open...

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Duress and death and flies persist
but I can't rest, or I won't rise

While on I press, relays of mist
that graze beside me now and then,
make red my dead and distant eyes
but raise my listing head again

Unhinged, ashamed, yet still servile,
I aim and brave men atomize
to...

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As Alfonso II Warally 
Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris 
A servant of Yahweh 
God on earth. 
Serving people, 
I call it 
"Duty."

Praying for people 
I call it 
"Daily heavenly 
homework."

Speaking for people 
I call it 
"A Loud 
Voice of God
through his Servant." 

Speaking for  people in Gaza...

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Love is tricky
Is it evil? Is it good?
Its results relays the answer
Each day carries its own emotion
Moods change like the weather
Love, you tricky devil
You got me
Imprisoned once again
Sinking in quicksand
Hopelessly clawing my way out
I'm trying, but it’s no use
I am engulfed by misery
Bipolar days and...

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What you see today
Might be just a fake ray
And be not as they say
Or it might just be a fake way

What you hear today
Probably has not come to stay
For who knows if it pay
Even if it comes to you in golden tray

What you taste today
If...

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Got yourself some new wheels, huh?
I can hear the squeals of rubber burning
I cough exhaust…left behind, oh gosh! I’m holding just a pile of dented fenders…
suspended… Your bucks spent. Engine Red..that foreign bred truck! 
Snap, crackle and Popular Mechanic…Look at the maniac go….! 
Holy, Moly….must...

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