Best Reworded Poems

The flame of awareness is held by God,
which we cognise when fickle mind is still,
that ego vaporised, frigid heart thawed,
dove of love perches on soul’s window sill.
There is in truth nothing we need to do,
save remaining poised in the vibrant void,
mindfully sensing throb of bliss...

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These words I write rest, riff, repeat half and whole notes within.
It vibratos, quavers, and resonants in your noggin.
Strumming soberly on my-six standard 
snapped, worn and improvised heart strings.
Chords tuned over life’s onerous tread
Tightened and loosened in my head.
Allowing residue if I transcribe attunement
So, I...

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To sound the right musical note,
string of the guitar is made taut,
so likewise for our light to shine,
trials we face, make us self-taught.

Stuporous is mind, heart unkind,
insipid stance, clumsy our dance,
floundering about as though blind,
mindful eye alters circumstance.

Notice head and heart, stand apart,
misaligned from the...

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I’m stuck.
My mouth tries to speak my thoughts.
My creative process is buried in the muck. 
My tongue is in tangled up knots.
I long so terribly to tell you how I feel.
Although, every time I try, the words become deserted.
If the words finally do come out,...

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by Michaelw1two

Antilegomena, a direct transliteration from the Greek, refers to written texts whose authenticity or value is disputed


Exclusion, the reasoned gist, of this nation’s present trends,
revised, reworked, reworded, towards what particular ends;
enticingly so, provision’s rend, unseemingly my thought’s portend,
nonresonant replies to this crude haste, that...

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Seeing yesterday's mistakes repeat themselves

Looking for hope like looking for elves

Lessons learned reversing like a mirror

Judging without considering the interior

Basic teachings lost like a dream that was nothing but a blur

Greed and false promises continuing to lure

Almost like the world has dyslexia

Arguing over who is...

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before we amble
muse upon the preamble
that entity ascension seeking
is encased in mind body matrix limiting

we have for engagement two polarities 
external turbidity internal serenity
former is domain of our ego
latter love osmosis slow

on an as is where is basis 
we begin with our body chassis 
going...

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Every line has been used
Every song has been sung
Yet perfection eludes all
Each and every one

Rehashed and reworded
They misses their mark 
The plagiarized love poem
Reaching out for a heart

It sounds great to the receiver
As we hoped it would
But feelings can't be written
Like we hoped they could

We...

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Where have all the poets gone?
eight months’ time passing and counting.
Seems long time ago, as we were thrusted
and stuck in a labyrinth waiting to exhale.
 
Poets, like me, went to Poetry Open
held in book stores, book fairs, café
lounge in restaurants or room in libraries; 
where...

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“Never forget 
everything Hitler did 
in Germany was legal.”
- Martin Luther King, Jr.

drop by drop lady liberty bleeds
red on white and blue
common sense vexatious 
verboten spins askew 

“We can and we must 
write in the language 
which sows among the masses 
hate revulsion scorn and...

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An excerpt from my new short story:

Contributing factors, however, are deemed as an assortment embracing negativity and were reinforcements for the young idealist. Granted to resonate by the dark lord was his underlying purpose. The premise has been appropriated. Likewise, the preceding groundwork was properly...

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Where lies free will, if we be not awake,
enslaved by senses, in bondage to mind,
fears and desires unable to forsake,
floundering in darkness, as do the blind?
We know not who we are and yet we spar,
questioning not our conditioned belief,
so without purpose we’ve drifted afar,
having not...

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The lilac haze of Dawn creeps up,
With the stealth of a vampire.
Bleeding glistening red droplets into
The blue-black veined forest 
And to the monochromatic hills beyond.

~I dissected and reworded Deborah Guzzi's poem Vampiric Dawn~...

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No sooner our mind accords preference
to an outcome imagined optimal,
fears boomerang, stifling heart’s radiance,
self-blocking onset of God’s miracle,
manifesting fate inhospitable.
Reworded, our power of creation
births consequence as of thought suggestion,
which being rooted in ego craving,
unwittingly chooses agitation,
whilst cessation enables elation.

09-September-2021...

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“Ceasing thinking, begin feeling ~
Rapture of bliss beats appealing”
- quote by poet


Let us today discuss divine energy
Innate, immediate and intimate
Needless confusion abounds
So let us get facts straight

Made in image of God
Our true essence is living light
Thus, we merely ensoul this body
To grow in love and...

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