Best Unsorted Poems

In my man cave, is a closet
Which would spawn horrible critiques
Totes full of old computer parts
Some of which my be antiques

Various plumbing parts abound
But Lord knows I'm not a plumber
Game parts, tools, nuts, bolts and nails
Old clothes from winter to summer

There is some work out...

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Broken pieces
intermingled
scatteredshatters
unsorted
reassembled
a mosaic of madness
blending
scars and flaws
into the beauty
of a shared life.

John G. Lawless
©3/10/2019...

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Attack the clutter
In the attic pieces of life
And bits of me
So much clutter, sorting through
Old letters flutter
Unwanted, unread
Daring me to show I care
To reach through time
So dust-dimmed ink
Can speak again.
“Into the sack with you.
I have a job to do”

There’s all this papier maché
A flaming crown...

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My will not to break down brought me here ...

Impatience is becoming stronger,
My mind becoming so unsorted.
Can't wait till He walks along with me,
The feeling that hes by me.

When the sky's dark,
All dogs come to bark.
When the stars are out,
Or when the clouds create a...

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~~~ {There's a crowd, there's a crowd, there's a crowd of 
loneliness} ~~~ 

Here I sit surrounded by party people bizz, buzzing gleefully. 
But I'm in the pits down in my zone, So I can only see me. 
Thus, death to the chit chatty tones...

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Letters, words, and phrases
Once piled, filed in my brain

Dumped went all the drawers
     Words went all askew
          Files, unsorted, scattered
            ...

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Never ask never tell

it's matter of time before my ink drown dead
Before my body became cold
That which Japan deadly testified 
For i was meant to never ask, never tell


Why do I hide under poetry 
In the third world country 
Brainwashed from century 
For i was...

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Dear You,

Listen for God's sake!!   
The world sends vibrations so frequently
you've memorized the frequency
and hear it a mile away drawing closer
...but when closer becomes here
eyes widen like deer uncertain of their doom

Man, must you fall in every pothole in your road?
A freelance daredevil...

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The mishmash mayhem of jumbled clutter
    at first seems to be confusion's cause.
But after tidying up, nothing can be found.
Nothing is where you left it lying, easy to find again.
Last in, first out is the principle of your piles and stacks
 ...

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Messed up room and untouched books ariled by dust,
Branded cards specially bought
To bring out yips,
Last year’s Questions
Cut-short by hazards,
Next day’s paper
To prove the intellectuality in us.

Gabfest few minutes and
Gambling with the Joker for few hours,
A priori minds
And the counterattack,
A checkmate came after
When we realized
Only a...

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Shadows slithering beneath the threshold of my door;
Yet I can’t, no shan’t
Crack it open and peer outside.

Are there people shuffling “bye”, stealing my light?  
I hear no footsteps?
Swing open the door, catch them before they knock.

Perhaps it’s only in my unsorted mind.
But I’ll catch...

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God, how I hate (when I can't go to sleep),
HATE the feeling sleep never will come.
In moments like this, I wonder if my death
Might be a lover with real potential,
Though the possibility of soul being real
Could mean death too, is but a dream fantasy.
Daylight offers...

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It's sad to say but we're pathetic today; cuz we're 
childishly crying at the crib 
We're screaming, and shouting and drooling at the mouth. 
I swear we all need bibs. 
Tear stained faces contorted and grimly unsorted; that 
mindfully should be hid. 
Aren't shunned in...

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Somber is the color of the day
Prisms of lamplight reflected, on darkened window glass
A rainbow of color seeping through a pewter lamp of old
While quietly, I sit, and ponder, my pen in hand
Upon cold shoulders, an old sweater pulled close
As varied in color, as my...

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Unknown to the truth.
Knowledge in my hand,
Facts tell me I still don't understand.
Uncommon voices sounding off unheard bells.
Familiar is strange in this unsorted game.
Love bothers my mind.
So I wonder where my heart is at times.
One of a kind,
This joker is no joke.
Laughter feels my soul,
Happiness...

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