Best Ungraceful Poems

A star cries to be seen
Clouds pray to be torn from the sky
One chance to be on the ground
While a broken sparrow weeps
One more chance...

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I still look for her. 
In the middle of the typing and the traffic 
and the deadlines and the bills, 
I look for her–the girl,...

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As quiet blackness deepened
I lay awake my heart in check,
The cool night wind blew
And welcome silence grew…
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Unanticipated music exploded
Roused me from bed rest, 
I tiptoed...

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Sinister intentions are met with solitude
A ghastly grin greets the grimy windows
And who knows where the words will begin
But we all know they'll end in...

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Crack!
Pop!
Skiddly doo bop de dop!
Those are the sounds of my wobbly knees
So tender, warm of flesh, and with joints stiff like dead bees
In their ungraceful...

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Write me a poem, urged the Lover
As I slipped into bed with him,
Fearing the tremors of the night
As heavy rain poured outside,
Bidding thunder to growl...

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Antisocial anacondas don't associate in numbers;
Bears and beavers don't become the best of friends.
Civet cats catch rats, so is it any wonder
On doleful dingoes dire...

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Once upon a time, I dreamt of kills
Chasing blood running with chills
Learned of ways to gain new skills
My life now, has its unending thrills.

This passion...

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The lovely fog
roared through the rain forest.

Smearing blind velvet eyes
in the tropical season.

Bliss crust showering 
the ungraceful carpet of decaying leaves.

Animals scattered 
W I L...

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Dark chances,
unhealthy and unsafe trauma 
HiStories

Degenerating predative dogmas
not wanting to let go of ballistics
even for dawning light's sacred peace promise
to grab full-immersion hold
and heal dark...

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To a certain extent we have no love, 
Angry words spat can never be withdrawn.
To a certain extent one may never smile again,
No joy, no...

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mania makes anything feel good
what feels good I come to believe
makes feelings fact like the rush should
a careless basis, this good can decieve

Still, easy ups...

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You always feel like
A Sunflower amidst the Daffodils
A Thistle among the Tulips
Out of place, unsightly

You see yourself
As the ugly duckling
But who never transformed
Into the beautiful...

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My mother did not know what hit her when she agreed to travel with me
She had forgotten that I can transmogrify folks, so it is...

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An endless day of unending seasons
Rushing time waiting impatiently 
Flowing through years of darts
Into yearn of doubtful past

Unending days of ungraceful time
Revolving round stars at...

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