Best Stupor Poems

When the enchanted 
jailors of life, 
siezed my soul 
and those
sepals unfurling
manipulative
manuscripts 
ceased to 
script a twinkle 
above screams, 
I became a 
slave to my 
own silence, 
chained by 
granite wings of 
masked butterflies, 
who have been 
bewitched by 
the first rays of the
maleficent moon....

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Like a rafter that broke under the weight it bore
Like a pupa, wound hard in a tight bind,
Like the torn pages of a book thrown into waste,
I felt trapped and broken and my life seemed a hard grind.

But when I discovered truths as life passed...

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The Echo Of Stars
Galaxies away the echo of stars make her bloom 
this rose made of warm inside a heated hand * 
Fine tuning her soul to the chime of a thousand crystal pieces   
she blasts out and planets resound within her Chalice...

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Line of enquiry.
It’s not desire per say but the clinging ~
that stifles soul and stops heart from singing 
enlivening silence sets our soul free ~
vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree”

Phantoms of constant fog create a zombie state of existence,
feeling worthless, your barriers offer demons no...

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Awaking from Stupor 1-16-24

It's not desire per say but the clinging
That stifles soul and stops heart from singing
Enlivening silence sets our souls free
Vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree.
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Awaking from Stupor

Winter haze beats upon the door,
Drunken dreams cling to bitter cherries of midnight,
Before night sashays...

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clouded by
careless bravado
i say 
too much
this good night

clouds have gone 
and I am
in the spotlight
of moon shine

loose lips
break the silence

but no one hears
the confession 
of a fool
intoxicated
under 
the influence
of you...

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"I want my mom back!" She screamed.

It tore my heart out, gnawed on it, tauntingly.

Began to tear it apart at the seams.

Stitch by Stitch.

But I felt my heart burst within,

it's chewing gnaw, when I heard the lie,

"I'll stop drinking, you win."...

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Life not quite simply black and white, my friend.
We wear many hats, chosen at random,
sometimes a saint, at other times a fiend,
as sways fickle attention pendulum,
with unconditional love shown seldom.
Plodding through life, like a dead man walking,
seeing not ego, silently stalking,
we suffer because we choose...

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Devoted consolement,
The need for Atonement
As gravity claims the best of me-
Drawing me me closer to the hum of the Sea
Then arisen to clouds, far past the sky
Swimming the space of the Milky Way
In star's blue arms, forever lie
While I dreamt those dreams to-day...

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I welcome
the grogginess.
That dulling of my senses.
Until the walls turn to hazy grey.
My hand coming in and out of focus.
Another two fingers of whiskey 
swirling in my glass.
“Bottoms up”
making short work of a Fifth.
“99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer!”
No one...

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severely fragmented flashes
lead to blank frustration
never computed to what
my body does,
what other bodies do.

it's not gluttony, it's emptiness-
i always have something in my hand.

the mirror in my mind grasps
at different concepts of myself
like a pawn shop
how much can i get for
this
other options
newer models.

i am happy...

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Saint Patrick slept in stupor self-imposed
in the back of the pub with the door closed
	they sang out for him
	to silence the din
but he snuggly snored on indisposed...

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"There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done.
One is called yesterday and the other is called tomorrow, so 
today is the right day to love, believe, do, and mostly live."

         ...

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Somewhere within me there were seeds I'd planted,
lying dormant within fallow fields of another time ~
A Sonnet once started until it lost rhythm and rhyme.
For years I'd been chained to shadows that never faded
and I'd traded nights without sleep for blurry visions ~
as if wool...

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Whiskey Lips So Sublime

Whiskey Lips step now over the line of true fire-water,
As a warm-burning brings forward one glowing sign.
The golden mead of sweet mountain dew appears now,
As each golden drop sighs it moment of escape and as 
The alcohol signals and sparks the wildest...

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