Best Selectively Poems

I've chosen this path 
to take by my own free will 
I'm in no hurry   

at this cross section 
the road less travelled...

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Well hopefully you've read the last "Poetry for Poets", now here's the one I wanted to write, enjoy...

POETRY FOR POETS 
(I own this- edition)

Poems
more organic...

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They won't let us have
the same things ...
things that once was given to them
They say we deserve it not,
because we're of the rejected seed ---
those...

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Inspired by photo:

The sun rises like a golden medallion
Turning water into a glowing scene
The smooth green hills welcome open space
Where freedom is found on the...

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Aimlessly walking across the wasteland 
of your mind,
you pick through the emotional trash 
with random intensity
	Crushed bottles of plastic thoughts;
half drank, half spilled on dozens...

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I believe I fell asleep last year at the cusp of a new agenda.
As a new virus took root, I found myself eradicated from society
in...

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Poetic Encryption Like Ancient Egyptian

This terror and threat to poetic clarity,
Becomes a pet rock for some poets.

Words do count for sure, but so does
Clarity unless...

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Door arrives door disappears
Door deprives door shares
Had doors been toward one way only
Life would have lost its lustre

With one hand life provides
With the other life...

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I CAN’T BREATHE

I am being suffocated by causes.
Will we march Quixote-like
enraged by the spinning of the windmills?
We protest the wars carrying placards
while expecting others to...

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Nine Eleven—a dark day lives of many workers were stolen away
Individuals worked all night; stayed; without seeing the light of day
Nose to the grindstone below...

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Mystic sounds move slowly against  the face of the cragged purple mountains.  Towers of lost forgotten cities peek seductively through canopies of age...

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As individuals, we are judged by other individuals. 
   We cast our own judgment… remembering.
   Seldom do our minds change once...

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Should I take notice of what others say
and lose my style along the way.
I didn't study painting lest it disrupt
my innocent approach and method corrupt.

I...

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Selectively forgetful,
That's what my mother says -
When I'm called to do some work,
I escape in funny ways.

I'm running short of time now
But I'll tell you...

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I’ve read these empty pages long
In search of hidden dreams,
As treasure hunters pan for gold 
In empty water streams.

These lines where letters have not tread
These...

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