Best Unimportance Poems

The weathered years pass with silent restraint
Leave an impression of time standing still
I have counted sunsets without complaint
Life washes over me testing my will
I've crossed boundaries of unimportance
Found wisdom at the rusty gates of age
I've laughed on the dark stage of circumstance
And know life's curtain...

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Bricka

I go to the china cabinet and look inside. 
Stuff is waiting for me there. 
Nothing of any serious value. 
Things collected over a lifetime. 

When I am gone, these items of importance,
will change… and be worth even less to others.
I will do the same,...

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THE MARX BROTHERS or The Unimportance of Being Earnest

I will praise the brothers Marx for their absurdity
As all ‘fools’ who mask high wisdom with the artless
May they lift our spirits faced with an adversity
The rejection of such gladness would be heartless

For when loosed of strictures...

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Today, tomorrow, and yesterday time is always on pace.
One day soon time and mankind will lose the race.
God watches us with a marvel eye.
My how time pasts us by.
Some days I feel the minutes sliding through my fingers
There are no moments I know that linger
There...

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She tries to raise her right, hoping to win the good fight
Praying that her daughter is safe and trying to feel right
Never seems considered with the unimportance of everything
If love were items, get a bigger table for what she brings
Her heart and mind are full...

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Who's heart has not be stirred 
when seeing the northern lights
lighting up the sky with beauty
a spectacular whirl of colour

While watching the fantastic show
one is also aware of life's wonder
and of our own unimportance
in the great theme of things

The vision inspired by the aura
is something...

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Spring. Same plants, same order.
Monday morning, open for business.
Tractor-trailers, day care centers.
Every leaf that’s coming out is out.

To tonight’s town meeting I will go unaware and foolish.
It’s delicious, the unimportance of my feelings.
Even our particular war was small.
Europe had one last a century.

Hubble photos of...

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waiting 
all the time in hand I have not waiting
waiting
all patience running of hours and waiting
waiting 
for their whims and my unimportance waiting
waiting
as if my past serves me well it take speed to be a waiter
waiting...

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3/25/01

FUTILITY FOCUSED
On unimportance
Perfection is put off
Till tomorrow

4/3/01

these shelves
have been emptied out

memories of a love

incinerated
all past tenses

blank name tag, 
blank face serves
as testimonial
loneliness

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On a personal note 4/10/01 my first birthday out of prison and my dreams are being realized…
				Furthermore I have completed my first painting and...

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Brazenly stared within the

    irony of irrational horizons,

shadows colorlessly implanted on

             an oasis of silent sand dunes - -

       no footprints were visible in...

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It’s so hard to be stuck in the middle of what the hell is this thing, the feeling the 
thought that goes through my mind is twisting and turning, contorting the corners 
of my brain till there’s no more room for imaginable thoughts just demons...

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I shall try to awaken myself to a new beginning,
realizing the unimportance of always winning. 
      Maybe I can write a book just for us sweet ladies.
      Go out and buy myself a new elite...

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I am on my way to a new discovery
Of myself
A skewed imagery portrayed
Its figure dismantled, unrecognizable
By its beholder
And by its creator
Insignificance is no longer relevant
Unimportance cannot begin to describe
Purposeless casts some light
But it forms a shadow
That covers the real chasm
Of an uneventful spirit
Unhindered and uninspired
Deadend...

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The wind blows seawards
towards eternity.
and thoughts are drifting 
into the  future far
and almost  inaccesible 
to our mind.
Deeds of the past  are lost in unimportance.
The factor time shows us, the human beings,
our limits...

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I hug the words from my life
like kites hug the wind
and use their strength and power
to guide my direction
never to drift on the air of dreams
without being tethered to reality
by the long string of wisdom
held by the strong grip of her words
that echo still to...

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