Best Skins Poems

Humanity Exists As Sad Creatures With Evil Skins

Reprieve may be a fine desert or a freedom to live
A blessing freely granted or the power to freely give
But we must dare admit what immense courage some things take
And use our smart brains to identify the sorrowful...

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Where does one start when through my eyes I see
I see curvatures of she, her soul glows
Naked to bare she lies living so free
Her undulated figure in froze pose
Whilst porcelain skins, excitedly grow

She to me she climbs, snake like we're entwined
Defined, enriched and absorbed, two...

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A heart full of love
Cannot contain its contents
Within its bottle....

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When the weather is fair
Touchdowns and field goals, I cheer;
When it is stormy with a loss,
With the team I stand, supporting;
Good and Bad
Win, loose or tie
Not just a Fair Weather Fan
Burgundy and Gold for life...

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Some people eat them plain, some with hot sauce
They buy no matter what the cost
They have swept the nation, have become a craze
If not on the shelves, customers call it a disgrace
It is said that gluttony is a sin
But no one cares, they just want...

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Brown barren bush
stretches deep down
away from sun's refueling light
recalling our shared history
still composts Earth's co-invested
soil,
soulful mystery.

"Rejoin Earth's cooperative"
s/he says
marvelously,
reinvesting in humane religion.

S/he sways silent aloha peace
namaste
have our enlightened day
empowering together.

I look away
to write to us
about us
with us
for us
emerging,
evolving our co-revolving Roots
in eggs like seeds,
sacred breeds...

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Lions in Sheep skins
Is all that is left in the World
No more brotherhood and kins
The world before only need to be told.

From family members to friends,
Supervisors to managers,
Officials to Religious leaders,
Neighbourhood and abroad,
The pure heart is still below the ladders.

Lions in a sheep skin,
They come...

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It was her skin in the ground

It was her skin with blood beneath

It was her skin with heat and humid

It was her skin in countless shades of grey

It was her skin in columnar colors of brown

It was her skin in bruised blisters of black

It was...

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though we taste the mist upon our lips,
our sleep is more the restless,
as beauty escapes rhythm and fury....

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If we all walked  around without our skins,
		 virtues apparent as well as our sins,
		would he look different than I do, or you?
		God said that we should love our fellow man
		although he may live in another land.
		Why is it that’s so hard for us...

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Age 10 slough. Age twenty slough.
Age thirty slough.
Age forty and fifty slough
and so on.
Age sixty was a mighty shedding,
the polished scales
rattling in the very teeth of death.

Wriggling skins, some actual skins,
much metaphorical molt,
ephemeral epithelial layers of self.

Shadow buzzards;
those gormandizing birds
that exfoliate entropy,
they that aid the...

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I could hear my heartbeat
In that moment of silence,
When darkness was all around
But my eyes were wide open.
When tears rolled down through them,
The time when I believed it was the end
But something kept me alive
Hope, I think it was
Defined the difference between the dead and...

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There's little left,
say for the skins of those i've often bled.
Stacked heart deep around me...
i live in a house made of skins-

Iv'e had chances to redeem-come clean,
but always chose to breathe the slanted sweet.
Nobody to blame but the idiot 
(me),
sitting high atop his grinning rock-

Less...

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There was a pair 
Both having creative flair 
Then another two 
Having nothing to do 
Twins on two wheels 
Looking for a steal 
No need for a club 
Being in the woods with these guys who were studs 
Partying at the lake 
Spending what they...

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Old and New Wine Skins

In old skins should not put new wine,
And yet both old and new are divine;
A renewal;
Will refuel;
Am glad that God will always be mine.

Jim Horn...

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