Best Shifts Poems

Twelve Hour Shifts for Nurses

By Elton Camp

To be asked to work twelve hours in a row
Seems to be an extremely hard way to go

Imagine doing any task for that long
How easy it’d be to do something wrong

If selling clothes I work long and late
A few...

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susurration shifts
jet cumuli passerines~
starlings flight sculpture
...

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Bouncing across the checker board
I'll captain this ship
Advance or retreat
Something in between

Power holds all the money
Its funny to be upset or
Disgruntled

Synesthesia rampart
As molten sense changes form
Its altered or reborn
A soul in the melting pot
Of Creation

So when its your turn
Ill observe
The movement and assumption
Which battery packed...

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Ambiance flourish, 
Strews cool odour of spring;
Feelings swing in inebriation;
Dreams too flow,
In the drift of bliss;
All seem awesome, 
Feel like life in paradise;
Narcissism blinds our eyes,
See nothing except green;
Veils our mind,
Lurks our thoughts;
Forget there is always autumn,
In the next stage of life;
Veins go weak and...

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Look at how the power the Power Shifts
It's all smoke and mirrors
And every hour here
I learn to value the precious seconds


Well the centerpiece of my topic is enterprize
Please don't enter the gates of simple minds
And the middle might---___Fall out and stiil the light
Well I guess...

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Such love moves, love shifts
We're allowed to change of heart
Like waves goes a drifts....

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Her eyes were as beautiful as sighs.
Rushed out of the cage when the heart breathed
Her lips were softer than a toddler's soul.
Her gait—Ah! My wild imaginations.
I saw her exactly when the maker saw her.
Maker busy watching, and I skipped a beat.
The world follows her everywhere.
They...

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At times I think,” I wish I would of felt this when I were younger, I would have known! ” Then I remember the “rites of passage”  
arriving in autumn on the the wing of a ring-neck dove.
Weaving light between knowing and unknowing....

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How about if time thinks out of the box
  Let it be cunning, as sly as a fox
Instead of forward, shift into reverse
  Life might be better, if you're not risk-averse

Now just think, in November
  if instead of December
The next month was...

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Doldrum days, nothing i say make them go on their way. Away with their festering pain, smiting down the mentally sane. Bright burning light in the day bringing the sight to the brave is so close, for life has its many splendors and wonders, and...

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Earth’s here quaking,  
while I’ve been thinking
of shifts.
Like the shift in love,
the shift in economy:
the dollar-fat trolls
who play tricks.
The many wounded and
the sick.
I see a haze of gray
smoke, it seems
I’ve been hiding in
my dreams,
waiting for the moment
to pretend my
words will mean a damn.
It’s melting...

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 When the veil shifts

Space shimmers
Manifest reality shifts
The vibrational essence
Of all that is, becomes clear
And with this knowing dawns bliss
As a gentle, tingling, toroidal current
A deep transcendental peace engulfs us
With presence positioned in the Bardo
Defying translation and yet we must
Drawn to the creative impulse
Which though...

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as we journey through life
through many a turbid storm
silence and stillness ushers
divine bliss currents warm

oscillations gradually dampen
as we shift towards the centre
these are silent subtle shifts
bubbling bliss our heart enters

negating nothing embracing this-ness
as head melds into our heart
vibrant void of silence all pervading
fulcrum where bliss...

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Trinkets, salt packet from road trip sixteen years ago
  Collected, cafes remembered, ripped open with age
   Spilt among treasure, a twig, tickets, torn butterfly
     Bits familiar, shrine in a tin, tired feather, belated
     ...

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My way is not that far
my path is not that black tar
my bicycle is deflated
but your heart is inflated
i go in peace and war the way i came
all i see in my eye is a blank game
your yellow pale face
turning shifts like a phase
the crescent...

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