Best Tripping Poems

Devils deadly dime

The sign said no grown-up at the playground.
Tripping on a penny, like a mime!
My hand is in my pocket with the dime I...

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Out there
With her flair for chasing inspiration 
She draws you in her reason
Connecting dots and constellations

Tripping

She takes you by the hand
Her world as messy as...

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POPPIES  &  MUSHROOMS 

I desire a beautiful sky.
One to inhale with my big brown eyes.
Fly like a kite, 
under the midday light.
Join me...

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LSD, Ecstasy, Vicodin, Meth; I've done none of these -

not even weed!  My dealer is a muse who pushes poetry.

I get high on rhyme,...

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In Ordinary Cups

The blades of winter grind into the ice
like blood on a bitten lip
two lovers spin and twirl
The days pass from teacup to teacup
in...

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Suddenly He returned...
A lone traveller on a journey
tripping with her memory

Breezes of unsceduled joy
He blew beneath her skin
Reaching deep witihin
breathing warmth, affectionately.

He poured honey from...

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I'd finished work early so I went, to pick the kids up from school
I thought this time tomorrow, we'll all be bathing in the pool
We...

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I shook my head
Knew the day’d be messy
Some poor sap
Was marrying my Aunt Bessie

She’d slept with half of Brooklyn
Flaunting her exploits all through town
The mayor,...

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Floating across rivers, valleys, and streams

I'm thinking of living inside of your dreams

Run barefoot through nature, you chasing me

End up tripping and falling in love...

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Malevolent imploded uncontrollably, 
  twisting wildly maniacal posies
   amid diabolically toasted brainstem, 
angst uncompromisingly yanked tresses 
  purging stinging speech patterned...

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Is it insane to want to watch your step,
to purposefully plant a foot?
 Must one’s eyes always be downcast,
if not pierced or piercing are we...

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"War and Peace in the Days of Love’s Retribution"



All is fair 
in Love and War
they say 

Lost are the
gambling angels
who walk tight ropes

from the point...

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"The Great Forgotten Language" 

In the forest
Love shows
the way
spreading seeds

strange creatures
come forth
into the clearing 
of a known self

some run away
spooked as if 
the bare reflection...

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Not complaining, choosing  to flow with the breeze
Not complaining, finding true thanks on my knees
Not complaining, no one promised me easy
Not complaining, grooving on...

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The Return of the Dragon Lord

Heart twisting in winter wind,
tripping through a water-colored dreamscape,
as if bewitched, she listlessly paces  
outside his dismal, dark cave.
Peering...

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