Best Study Poems

to cage a bird to understand 
only illustrates your sleight of hand
watch them gently in the wild
then you'll understand my child...

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Tongue Study

Tongues
Steady it wags
needing to know
more, about the
the very thing that
causes wars.
peace and pain.
I study my tongue.            
Much has been said
about the tongue yet
how has it pertained
to my own.

My tongue has delivered
and served, it...

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The room is still,
Quiet but for wind and rain
Making music on the windows.
Empty but for endless shelves
Of leather-bound volumes -
The first editions you loved so much.
The desk is weathered, coated
In a film of dust.
The chair is old and worn,
Tucked in just where you left it.
I...

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A Study In Love

Her expressions were delicious, her aroma intoxicating,
Her presence was lovely and her conversation intriguing.
I was at a loss for words as we engaged in study, together,
The arts, which separate human beings from the animals,
But it didn’t feel like working to me; it...

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Heavily broken our love is but a token,
from words left unspoken, you ruin me.
Your vow betoken my soul is now oaken,
as I'm left heartbroken, you don't seem to see.

My world has gone gray with these games that you play,
the price that I pay, as my...

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Pensive is what I think 
for I have given her a smile
But received nothing in return

Deep I thought, possibly an artist,
A writer, a philosopher, a teacher, a mom.
She probably has a million things happening.

If I sat down and said hi, it would be rude.
If I...

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I’ve unfurled the Southern Cross tonight and put it
On the wall, and as I gazed the longest while.. I thought I heard the
dingo’s call?  It couldn’t be as all
Round me were the sounds of London going down'
Then I thought again of scenes that had
Made...

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CEZANNE STUDY – The House of the Hanged Man

Late Autumn

Buried in a hill,
Steep as descent from humanity,
A country house stands.
It’s late autumn,
Deep, sick autumn –
Deep as the plunging cellar door,
And fronting, its branches stripped, begging skyward,
This raped tree
Which no longer hides the window –
The window,...

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Acrid smoke in the scientist’s bell jar
Blankets of chenille-covered snow
Crystalline carbon diamond star
Drips forming stalactites grow
Effervescent waterfalls’ dreams
Frothy-topped cappuccinos 
Gelid surfaces of lakes and streams
Halos of angels in holy repose 
Icebergs splitting from their source 
Jasmine-covered pergolas in Spring
Knuckles clenched in fear or remorse
Love’s purest...

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The stolen love of you and me
where once reflected two is one
the thought of you still lingers on
as in the looking glass I see
your image looking back at me.
So very close through years were we,
til temptress's wiles destroyed my soul,
enchanted mistress took control,
oh demon femme...

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The colors she wore clashed in confusion.
One sock grey, one sock blue
as her mind wandered ... where?
She never knew her name 
called out of the fog.

The blouse buttoned wrong
with sleeves too long
and she didn't belong ... anywhere.
When the fog settled in,
she stared out, turned around
full...

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I see him flinch and I figure out his next move
Because I have studied him, and now have the ability to persuade.
We dance the dance, but both know I may win 
For I took the time to understand him, and study him
And in his rush...

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Twenty-four seven completes with only twenty-four hours of sleep.
I am up against the wall.
All day on my feet.
Pacing the halls.
I stop to brush my teeth.
A day without stupor does not defeat me.

Anybody knows that the world is gone to another way.
Anybody knows that the world...

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Her 
body,
rounded curves
perfectly toned,
sudden surging peaks
with pink rose tipped pleasure
~~over a small soft valley,~~
then downward plunge near her waistline,
far below Grand Canyon is waiting,
a perfect sculpture created by God.



© kashinath karmakar
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Placement: 3rd (Feb. 2012)

By:kash poet

Contest:Poetic Art

Sponsor:Linda-Marie...

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"I would rather be on a leaky ship that is mine, than aboard a more seaworthy vessel going where I don't wish it to go"—Poet's alter ego

Yes, I know what I’m doing
I’m the master of my fate
The captain of the sinking ship
Seeking harbor in ports...

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