Best Unembellished Poems

At times the cracks 
within our souls
Are placed there for a
simple reason
Our lives possess 
certain goals
Just assuredly as each 
of the seasons

So we can find the one 
who seals the cracks
Who molds us back into an 
unembellished form
To be there for us picking 
up what...

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The Crossroads of Life!

The crossroads of life—fate!
And there you wait.
For the sign that presents forth
The goals—that will guide your destiny.
The phrase is synonymous with challenge,
Bold adventure and decision-making
In achieving greatness,
Or to be the best that you are?
And yet, you hesitate.
What will people think?
How will you...

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On reflection, a shining  mirror lays my core ethos bear,
inkling etched on mien can’t escape deep probing,
tilted jaw, gleaming eyes, vivacious aspect,
express an ardent quest for exponential flourish,
in this life of mine, and its manner of existence,
and the earnest cycle now associated with it,...

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"I should have lost a gesture and a pose.
Sometimes these cogitations still amaze
The troubled midnight and the moon's repose."
                         ---"La Figlia...

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As you read this poem, I’m mentally undressing you.
Word by word your protests drop to the floor. 
Syllable by syllable I pare you down to honest flesh. 
Utterance by utterance, your secrets are revealed 
Until you’re nude, standing before me 
Natural and unembellished, so you...

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At times the cracks 
within our souls
Are placed there for a
simple reason
Our lives possess 
certain goals
Just assuredly as each 
of the seasons

So we can find the one 
who seals the cracks
Who molds us back into 
an unembellished form
To be there for us picking 
up what...

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If I would be known as an advocate
Let it be for what’s just and fair,
As I see it, telling it right and straight
The truth is not in a lot of hot air!
In any case, I would much rather
Hear the story from original sources,
Unembellished with a...

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I wandered round the lonely graveyard.
The few mourners did not bother to look at me.
I ought to know the paths so well
Ah there it was, unembellished as I had left it.

Silence reigned everywhere, except for some bugs
I began to wonder what I was doing there.
Then...

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My soul is alive in giving!
My heart quenched through sharing!

I often questioned why or
when this all decided and 
the prayers that confided?
How did life, through love
me bring. Hear, 
outside the gates of paradise,
my talents
my thoughts
my desires
my works
my words
granted this Divine Blessing.

Rejoicing!

I remember continuous tears…
I remember...

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All things must be brought into this world, one way or another.
Humans, cats, and octopi too.
Unadorned, unembellished plant pot, 
Holds the key to a new life.
Tendrils filled with hope, reaching up and up and up again. 
A lamp, now antique, still has that magic.
It brings...

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Falling in love, then parting away
I’ve been repeating such relationships
Examining my memories thoroughly
I would seek sweet shadows
I can taste the sweetness of the past
Although you are no longer with me
I’ll be alright
If I shut my eyes
I believe
I believe I will see unchanging love
When you’ve gathered...

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The Box

I lept out from the box
then promptly thereafter,
I sensed the bearing of iron,
flick flit arrested eyes to study,
imagined it be journey's end,
'twas a lit past to ponder
an encrypted life lived.

~0~

A stained-glass existence,
purposed distractions drafted into
some colorful repose upon a natural light
of prominent finery crafty...

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For the past, the future was never apparent
its dormant projection lay in unformed
no thought ever counted it of concern

Time tripped and dawdled, discovering playful as children do
a continuous today absent of tomorrow
the truancy of sleep the night merely borrowed

Only questions to remember
more important than the...

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I want a plain substandard coffin,  
Wide enough to contain my wishes,  
The dreams that danced like fireflies,  
Flickering in the night of my soul,  
A much more humbled prospect;  
A faultless, unadulterated vision,  
Where simplicity cradles my last...

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seasoned apparel

fall has picturesque
donning and winter dress in
unembellished whites

2019 November 05

*3rd Place*

A late Fall or Early Winter Haiku
~~Tania Kitchin...

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