Best Sanely Poems

Sad Heart, now thou art wither’d from the Sun,
What man, or god, will near thee run?
Wrought in twist like branches in Tempests' gasp,
What Comfort, or...

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I'm writing on the first page.
I love the concord and quiet at my age.
The morning came from a genius mage.
In my spirit, I am searching...

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We only talked sanely a few times, 
About how he also had a condition like me, 
Although my dad, who was a pharmacist, when James...

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I wonder what makes you tick.

That quick shadow of a lopsided smile.
When you slap the wall as you step by.
Are these tics
that make you tick...

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I wondered home one night with the stars, 
With my kingly rugby shirt on encompassing, 
My blue Bec 40 electric wheelchair, no bars, 
Which I...

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His head lifted, and looking for his brothers, 
He found his mum, sanely able again to relate to him, 
Cold, death-like figure, icy face, warm...

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A smile from a friend cheered my spirit, 
And then we chatted about the season; 
Then another smile caught me with it, 
He must’ve smiled...

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An Oxymoron in Oblivion



My soul sweetly shouts a supernova of a yawning yell
To ponder and penetrate our inept gravitational shell
My love to explore the dimming...

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Two Beach Strolling Sisters Discussing Their Savior

This was his virtue; that with head and heart  
He saw life sanely, from all mist apart, 
and...

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I love you, so I'm getting mad,
let my ado and shame are vainly 
And all my foolish thoughts aren't sanely
in feet of yours I bow...

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I have always dreamt of a day
A day filled with blissful memories
Entrenched in the hallowed walls
Well-knit in my heart of hearts

The day a prince stole...

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Was School the Best Thing On Earth?

Mary’s little lamb was not me really, 
I had alternative thoughts inside, innately; 
I confided in who I loved,...

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When illumination turns into damnation
And tentative time is the internal enemy
Because those of us who do not fuss
Will begin to slowly sadly sanely see
And the...

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Never did I dream that
So intertwined, so separately
Our paths would cross this way
So intimately, so deeply

Never have my footsteps
So quickly, so easily
Fallen in sync with...

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Tomorrow, I'll try my exercise
           bike.
         ...

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