Best Spirts Poems

Alone for for now driffting apon the sea.
You stayed at the shore.
Cause you never found comfort  in someone like me.

The sunset is empty when your alone.
Worthless is the kingdom.
When no one is willing to share the 
throne.

I was your clown when in shadows I...

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Sweet as Christmas candy cane 
She takes away my pain 

Embellishes low spirts 
Then she’ll crystallise the rain 

With care, wraps up my anguish 
Topped off with festive bow 

Ensures there’s room within her inn 
When I have no place to go 

She jingles my...

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From my window, darkness was quickly descending.
Costumed creatures were walking about, pretending
to be goblins and ghosts, expecting me to be scared
and totally freaked out, for which I was not prepared.

I'd been warned about evil spirts on Halloween night,
and vampires rising from coffins to give my...

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Cherokee spirts riding in the clouds
Cherokee winds crying out loud                                   ...

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Apon are arrival once at times seemed questionable
We were greated by none.
Hawaii had spoiled us to all other airport experiences
Were else could a half hunover  yet slighty buzzed  madman
stumble from a plane to encounter a beautiful woman in a grass skirt
and cocunut bra...

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Intertwined two energies in love two souls exchanging acceptance of energies simultaneously in harmony~ foreverº changing the electromagneticº size of the heart receptive? to the :’frequency & modulation obverse same frequency..

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Transmitted continuous-wave;  lower the frequency the longer the pulse the discreet rapid pulse rate;...

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From behind the bar I recall what led me here.
Not to see people fight over spots on a board.
But to bring them togather as friends.
Not drive them apart as enimies.

To see the glass stay full.
And the spirts to bring cheer.
Jokes hold truth.
As the jester I...

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At the "Head Inn' Bar,
I sat with Death.
Drinking the fog,
With my poor-man's "Crown"
Earlyer, In mood,
I called him over, telling
"It can wait, grab a drink".
Quite in my superior,
For just saving thousands.
You see, Him and I have met.

First a teenage drive,
Acid with ambulance,
Flip-rolling, tripping a bad action.
But...

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The Colluseum
Has filled with people again,
Glowing softly by torch-light.
Lamps are lit, twinkling
Like stars in the seats above.
Heavy fumes of olive oil
Waft up on the breeze.
No longer do the petals
Hold their fragrant perfume
Of the day's cascade,
But lie crumpled in the sand
Trampled underfoot and blood.
Here I stand....

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In some primordial 
wandering birth-canal way,
I imagine we all experience traumatic excommunication

An internal climate PanDemonic
cerebral yet narrowly competitive 
win/lose health today or safety tomorrow survivalist
life or death revivalist

EcoFeminist MotherYang Warriors for GreenPeace Experience
or DeGenerative LoseLose PreMeditated UnYintegral Theories
reasons to not believe in good multicultural
polyculturing 
regenerative...

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Over the crys of seagulls
gods whisper loudest
over rain, and children voices
heavens open, declaring
'Sorrow is a pagan mask,
to scare the spirts
of envy away!'.
In Summer, tides rise
longest, crustaceans
crawl highest, only
to be devoured sooner
on bleached seagull sands
warming, burning, leaving
a decaying, vanishing shell....

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God! We  Behold that you are great and we know somehow your ways are pass finding out. anyhow!
Neither can the number of his years be searched  out anytime he made small drops of water they pour down rain in the atmosphere  according...

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I keep having the same dream..You and I together standing face to face the whole world around us. 
As i stand and look at you My eyes can not deny the beauty which they see. 
We move towards one another our spirts grasping at each...

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The Children, The Children 
How thier little minds work
No matter thier age they're all have a purpose 

The children, the children 
How they show thier love
No matter what they know I'll be there 

The children, the children 
How we dance and laugh 
When the music...

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Listless her body becomes
Her last breath and her journey's begun
In Life ever after she is joined again
With your father, family and friends
Their spirts continue through those they've sown
Donna, Dean and Darlene as they are known
In God's kingdom they will become,
like hear on earth when they...

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