Best Semiconscious Poems

after been awake half the night ~ the whole next day i was half asleep...

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I'm going under again---
You're pulling me down the line
With hook-fingers in my eye sockets,
Dragging me over open land---
I can feel my feet
Breaking ripping shredding---

Let me...

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MORNING

Good morning World.

Damn you!
and your warm
sunray fingers
prying open my eyes.

Robbing me of my
nocturnal fantasies,
my semiconscious bliss.

Leaving the remnants
of my peace 
and tranquillity
laying scattered across
my face...

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Nomads of the Rising Sun

~~a homeless home invasion~~



We are nomads of this earthly plain, dining with dust and riveting rain
Dancing with demons dictating pain, making...

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Daddy was… I don’t even remember but he wasn’t there
I don’t even remember why you were so angry
I got back home that night and my...

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"What a fine day for a picnic," my friends all said,
In the dog days of summer, with the hot sun overhead.

We would all go for...

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Was professor of astronomy, ah those heady days
    Studied fields in cosmology, including solar rays
 Observed galaxies all my life, seeking exotic...

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Oh, does the night come some quickly, creeping 
into my room unannounced just as I raise my 
head from saying my nightly prayer. As I...

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Her droopy eyelids opened in the dark
Like so many lonely mornings before.
She lay unmoving in an antique bed
Half awake, yet to her she wasn’t sure.
She...

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He takes another labored, raspy breath;
there’s spittle in the corner of his mouth.
The veil between this life and certain death
is stretched transparent like a piece...

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The tip of a finger, barely touching ulcerated skin
   Chamfered ache of reason, or finely balanced whim
  Forced through a reality, where...

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Attributed To Concerned parents
of Traumatized Refugee
Dear Fred and Mary Anne MacLeod Trump...

Posthumous belated tattered letter fragment
recently discovered (liberally sprinkled with
hyperbole (presumed for greater audacious
zealousness), sans...

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Attributed To Concerned parents
of Traumatized Refugee
Dear Fred and Mary Anne MacLeod Trump...

Posthumous belated tattered letter fragment
recently discovered (liberally sprinkled with
hyperbole (presumed for greater audacious
zealousness), sans...

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He seemed frustrated
His grasp of learning
traditional wrestling
and what is called new
-age wrestling and
Modern style. He approached
Both his gimmick and style
as his personality. He saw
Himself as...

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Can You save Me When I'm Drowning
Into the Depths of What's not
Numbed My Senses, Losing My Breathe
Submerged, Sublevel, Semiconscious

Lost at Sea In the Ocean of...

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