Best Unaltered Poems

In peace and quiet, I sit here waiting,
For truth that's worthy of relating.
I’ve cleared my mind from all distraction,
Now it’s ready for interaction.

If wisdom is...

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I listened to his heart profusely, 
For a beat like his was much to ponder
I often wondered, his thoughts, and,
A light in me knew, with...

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In the dark light of this winter morn, I see
The clothes that I am expected to wear
(Though, maybe, the fault of illusion lies with me)
From...

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On the brow of manhood I bore you
Dreaming of a successor to my throne
Invested wind and echo full of dew
Native prince, that was ever all...

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Her perfume scent lingers

triggering lives with shots of translucent recurring images and flickering pages, 

permanently installed unto memories and times

that unfurl bringing

to us unaltered,

visions of...

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Tranquil thoughts
breathing
of slow kissed sights
comforted 
in expelling this light
languorous trembled gaze

A mask promising nothing
yet yearning to taste 
now pushed aside

Risking this pull 
stakes everything

Claims made...

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"show me your face"
growls subside upon revelation 
does your countenance veil mine?
I see beyond sight and temporality 

still full of sorrow, though drawn in
indisputably realised...

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A hand was put in my hand
I remember fifty years back
I still hold that hand firmly
Today unaltered.

Our wedding was accomplished
Exactly fifty one years back
The celebrations...

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Argent moons myriad known, beneath an endless zenith sky
When hotter suns unaltered and stars ruled as aperture fever of a night
Around a fire this Naabeeho...

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One day not long past our economy faltered
And wouldn’t improve if our course were unaltered.

'Cause we buy stuff at Wal-Mart (where things are dirt cheap)
'Cause...

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If only I could feel

Your magic touch

That I've longed for 

For an eternity it seems

Feel the love

Pure and unaltered

By time by distance

A lasting forever love

That...

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This Plant is Not a Drug		(Robert Denton, March 2017)

This plant is not a drug,
It is a plant.
You can cut off its flower bud
Then hang it...

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The night was too tide
When I sticked with my last
So embraced with the maid
In the middle of the light

She is certain superb of the maids
The...

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Oh! This train so superb
So still of lots dreams
Many of which we all absorb
The state full of huge worries
A state to get in unwillingly.

To one...

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It is a fever.

  
The poet

They found the poet outside the park

His steps spoke many words of wine

His upper half seemed half asleep

And his...

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