Best Unforced Poems

In four and sixty syllables
He strains to squeeze some thoughts profound
Into unyielding manacles
Of 8x8 form, tightly-bound.
He seeks to hand-pick words that sound
Unforced by metric obstacles
That...

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Multicolored hands dissolved the pain, that rose within me
You were there; certain you'd win your part in the ring
Condescension became sparks I used as light...

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walk softly in
rest your weary head
and listen...

the same
              rhythm
   ...

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When folly leads; to wisdom…
By the way of endless dreams
'Pon a backdrop psycadellic where, 
There's nothing all it seems’

I have struggled with good reason
made forays...

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Within a moment's grace
She held my heartbeat against her gentle dialect

Her pearly smile and chocolate diamond retinas
Prescribed laughter, as she
Incompletely
Spoke my name

Vowels tripping against her...

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To the person, they call, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : A celle que l’on dit froide

(Poem written on September 5, 1889 at Aix-les-Bains,...

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It’s okay if it ends now.
Quite fine if it stops here.
Never expected the joys I’ve had.
Children. Amazing. The best. 
Their innocence, their laughter, their passion...

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A love so true burns deep
                   ...

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Starting with the toss up
I’ve made an unforced error
I’ve only gone and followed through
Squeezed the jissom out the old fella
New balls (and pants) please –...

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Our minds in mouths agape
When lost the game at Ashe
Our minds with you in pains
Shaking we are in silence

Aces lost in paces
Paces of your races
Sour...

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Original expression comes unforced,
not on demand.
Not meeting the schedule of any man.
Words are written matching the rhythm and lyrics of the soul.
To build bridges of...

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The feeling I get,
so irresistable and impetuous 


The joy fills in me,
while I relish the world for free


So uncontrolled and unforced,
unbidden nor uncontrived


Nice to meet...

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I'm not Deranged just Derailed,
Deraptured with the Devolution of Angels,
The Devilization of a Nation,
Decorum Demands that I Devalue individualism,
Some Decadent, Dilenquent, Despot shouts 
"Our hair...

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Two sets
  Apiece
To each player
And this is the
    Final set... 
What a contest! 
Both the players
Fighting to win
   The...

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I can never write a poem 
when I am told to write a poem. 
It comes randomly        like...

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