Best Rewritten Poems

In early morning light I wheel myself outdoors. The vibrating air lively with small dancing aphids. In distance near, that booming sound of crashing waves against the sand, waves with their perpetual wish to walk the shore. Waves, so powerful, so strong yet so dumb,...

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I measured my words carefully
Sweet verses I wanted you to drink
To help you escape your misery
A new beginning awash in pink
Tears in your eyes, I watched you blink

A slight smile a knowing look
I witnessed how your shoulders shook
Your sadness was breaking away
Rewritten pages in your...

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Oh God, expand my narrow, cluttered, room!
And clear the clutter out, so I may see!
And still my Seas, as You did, Galilee!
Life threatens to collapse in, with a Boom!

Like Aspen, that arise after a fire,
Or ground-cover that sprouts from ash and dust
Or sweet alyssum permeates...

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To climb a mountain, but I ran out of steam
Sat down on a boulder to wait for the team

To learn to ski, but that did not go well
Cracked my tail bone when down I fell

To learn to dance, in my youth t’was grand
Now with bad...

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Grief Passages Rewritten

Shards of shame lay splintered in unresolved pieces ~
 Bits of crystal if only intentions not repairable

Minutes of I wish regret unreachable, not revived ~
 Lifeless echoes sighing with no resuscitation

In a whirlwind tornados uproot shallow graves ~
 Screams at the unknowable why...

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I was always told as a child I had a lucky face.
A bone structure that resembled somebody famous.
‘There’s something about you kid, you’re different,’ they said.
‘I don’t know what it is but you’re different.’
I was force fed this ********
Until it oozed out of me from...

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Agents Abroad. 
Tiny rooms in basements somewhere not far from the docks, 
pink light ,no air-conditions. Cartagena girls on contract going 
from city to city, their best years are as short as footballers; 
only the girls have short contracts and in no time they end...

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Soul's mirrors and mind's 
study are the eyes,
and the verdict is clear, 
wild animals cave in the 
hollows of your mind, herds,
escorting your thoughts
and opening your eyes wide,
front window to a 
spacy mind's fantasies,  
and easy smiles drawn, 
as thorny roses pricking 
your fingers,...

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It shouted to him from the rooftops and he was prepared to jump

‘Go out with a deafening bang’ for the bell had told crashing demise

Sadness and bitter oblivion pointed the way from screaming nowhere

Yet deadening cacophony arrested his mind in utter procrastination


A once melodious mind...

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Ascension 

I walked on the vast plateau the everlasting wind of time
had blown away, the sand exposed millions of skeletons
and the memory of man wench the brain was walnut-sized.
The brain is larger now, filled with images of ***********
and wars on many fronts.
I came to an...

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Icy Tanka  (rewritten)

Stars on the night sky
Are icicles on the roof
In a deep freezer 
That has not been defrosted 
For an awfully long time...

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I consider Christian a good friend to me
He stands tall, as a mighty oak tree
Who could imagine or want to see
An oak fall so devastatingly
When she was taken so savagely
Kris

He ranted, he raved so angrily
He cursed and yelled quite bitterly
Then he would sadly cry to...

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scissored shades of Betsycoed
taste of yester youth's sweet tones
splashing sound of forest water
kissing shining sacred stones

Dreams of swirling druids dancing
in the faery water's rill
flash reflective thoughts in flight
The dragon tears yet spill

The druid plan of waiting
for greed to die of want
a constant stream of tortured...

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In my dreams an elf gave me a seed
he told me to plant it as a good deed

I took it to the valley of rainbows
chasing off the oh so curious cows

Planted it loam that was so rich
soothing the soil to the right pitch

Watering it in...

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I'm coming back to the beginning,
revising the very essence of my imagination,
delving into a personal creative time
where my dreams were free to flow.

The glorious return of the misunderstood,
treading again into uncharted territory,
expressing in words what my quest entails,
awaiting what my adventure will reap.

Rebirth seems a...

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