Best Textual Poems
Some Other Poet, White Iris
“Some Other Poet, White Iris”
When I look in the mirror what do I see?
I question existential questions and fiction,
my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me,
perceived through the glassy tear film that separates us
glides another life in a timeless place where...
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Categories:
textual, muse,
Form:
Free verse
CheckmateClever queen, I maneuvered my way through all of the subtle and most obvious plays
Masterfully
Sensual aestheticism, sexual teetotalism, romanticism, sadism, masochism, hedonism
Calculating many moves in advance, I played the game mercilessly
Surrounding my opponents with a plethora of carefully crafted traps
I...
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Categories:
textual, passion, me, heart, emotions,
Form:
Engaging the Family LaundryPerhaps infertile
incomplete
unwashed memories
of elder v younger,
Goliath v David,
crusades v communion
critical, yet part of chronic, events
speak extended family disengagement truth
to powerful dirty laundry engagement failures.
That disclaimer said,
I have two incomplete conversations
in mind and heart
and what I hope I will eventually learn
from mistakes in anemic compassion
too thin...
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Categories:
textual, culture, destiny, games, health,
Form:
Political Verse
I Can'T ForgetI wake
cold and uneasy .
Fitful, next to
fate’s anonymity.
The savannah interior
frees me,
from local textual thoughts,
and the worlds addiction.
Refused
the inheritance
of earlier memory.
The girl, a dream of trains and weight returns.
We had histories
You know!
Rain washed lives,
late to change, distant in the burden of experience.
And I think...
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Categories:
textual, nostalgia,
Form:
Epitaph
Remembering Your BreathYour breath,
now silent from my lips,
issues instruction
to sentient
others.
And you partially
recall
my own
jumbled style,
fresh, with your cinnamon scent.
The art
of remembering
is never to forget,
you
in the night of the triptych song.
Drawn
on the canvas,
of vivid
fuschia coloured memory.
I am, textual in purpose.
This
neural faith
shows little compassion,
and
saves only the tactile of images....
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Categories:
textual, loss
Form:
Narrative
Teenage HumanI’m not a Teenager,
I’m Human,
Sometimes,
Parents think I’m an alien,
Strange language,
Textual misdemeanours,
Designed to confuse, bemuse,
Abhorrent behaviour,
Perpetual beautification,
It’s just a phase.
Maybe....
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Categories:
textual, child, childhood, children, i
Form:
Those Lowly EntelechiesImpeccant,
of non-textual matters
one’s covered flesh,
and hidden embrasure’
as diffusate primer
slips life’s veil, and
in agitated pontlevis,
cleaves the universe’ reason…
“Egads! What sorcery is this?”
Holy heart failure, Batman!
“Beavis and Butthead”,
on Soteriology!
or merely, this word wizard’
celebrity; slap...
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Categories:
textual, giggle, imagery, introspection, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
A Letter of a SisDearest sister-in law,
Today, I met the person,
you tried in your match-making effort for me.
He was quite a nice one!
Although, it did not offer
stemming much of other thoughts, otherwise.
In my childhood, saw the wife of the...
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Categories:
textual, lost love,
Form:
Free verse
Luke's PurposeLuke’s Purpose
Luke 1:1-4
Luke: “Many people have applied themselves,
to the task of compiling an account of the events,
that have been fulfilled among us [the shelves].
They used what the original eyewitnesses [gents] -
And servants of the word handed down to us.
3 Now, after having investigated everything,
carefully from...
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Categories:
textual, angst, atheist, christmas, history,
Form:
Quatrain
Seclusion An Open FormSECLUSION
observed
patterns
transcribed
in
creativeness
&the
reception
in paradoxes
o
literal
originality
quality
fragmented
with
mandatory
fidelity
inwith
the
existence
to
preserve
a
willingness
undertaken
in
textual
alternate
deviation...
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Categories:
textual, poetry,
Form:
Other
By GraceExcept the grace by which I'm saved
Jesus,
Make my life a real prayer to you,
As I'm crawling, begging, pleading & passing through...
Perhaps, we in our society have bit off?
Far more then we can actually chew;
Yet who knew in full view/
A parade filled with wasps falter to...
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Categories:
textual, adventure, art, business, caregiving,
Form:
Free verse
Tired BabylonTired Babylon
poor tattered remnants of great babylon
through poets works walls left battered and worn
she stands a sign of glory all long gone
so used the land is once again forlorn
the erudite temple is all that stands
whose textual beauty is all but dry
the desert realm left far...
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Categories:
textual, poets,
Form:
Sonnet
Tribute To ShakespeareTRIBUTE TO SHAKESPEARE ( APRIL 23 BIRTHDAY)
O! Bard of Avon
You are second to none
Never went to university
But popularised universally
Reigned the Elizabethan age
With unbeatable craze
Caught the pulse of audience
With your textual themes
What a creative plots designed
How beautifully you portrays the characters
Your works still alive & updated
Which...
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Categories:
textual, tribute,
Form:
Free verse
Sick Words(A linguistic experience)
Was there any argument that justified
the existence of the word-disease?
something more was said of this
at the beginning of the completion of the understanding
who disputed any logos establishing the new negative balance
on the influence of the word on the general condition
of...
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Categories:
textual, crazy, imagination, poems,
Form:
Free verse
Categories:
textual, art, poetry,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue