Best Untilled Poems

UNTILLED GROUND

untilled ground however rich
produces only prickly thorns
like the minds of simple men
never giving thought to their
steps

rash behaviour hasty choices
acting whims without restraint
going with the...

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Have you ever imagined the world we live without women?
It is like a lung without some oxygen, agonizing and inevitably dead,
A face never with a...

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Since spring forgot to come and winter stayed,
My garden is untilled, seeding delayed.
A sodden March ran damply through each day.
I hope for April to remove...

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SCANTILY-CLAD in the GARDEN of S W EDEN

Here I stand, all alone, scantily-clad in the garden of S W EDEN.
Wondering if the Original Garden still...

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Orchards of Opportunity 

Alone in the orchard of opportunities
surveying the ripened potential
I pondered the fruitful labor of others
enviously sniffing the succulence of success.

Knowing that their...

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mirrors refract of blue, grays and greens
molded together, patchwork of leans
drowning withouts more than floating withins
mindsided promises, neglectful of ends
dripdry conundrums in, neat stagnant rows
labias...

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Gardens

A lovely Tomato, to brighten up my days.
A beautiful Sun Flower, to lighten my ways. 
A Rose, of brilliant passions to delight my dreams.

A haunting...

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Falling from forty clouds,
ticking clocks melting time.
Penguins that waddle backwards,
church bells that never chime.

Costume heros reading books,
birds parting their horizon sea.
Rabbit hole adventures haunted,
this evening...

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In the Spring
memories blow like wind
through the corners of my soul
replacing the dark winter
which time has now beset
Playing its distant lute
change is thrust upon me
rebirthing...

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That wrinkled old Apache
He Who Sees the Dreams,
Is said to be half-crazy and old
As the rivers and the streams.

He says he saw two great mountains
Made...

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Listen: The Lyrical Lilt
that lilac
and lavender
lend to our language,
like leased luggage purposefully lost,
unrolls from lifted 
tongue
to level the valley 
and shallow
the depths of the gorge.

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The ignorance servitude harnesses
The zero burdened grave race
That forbid shaving sovereign hairs
Packed close in considerable layers

Underneath national flagpoles
lay the maiden demands in barrels
like untilled tracts...

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I have run out of high
  
       I begin to crawl
  the bottom was my destination
 ...

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AUTHENTIC VOICES
sources of memory
  in  haunting musicality
celebrating sensuality
&pleasure
   so remarkable
enchanting
engrossing
in an untilled terrain
such modest
  proposals combine
  to resource
&create insights
to bring interpretation
  to the fore
to a
   sensitive poet's soul

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter)...

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There seems little hope when the tires won't hold air.
Did God forsake us somewhere, 
along the long and dusty path?
you and I, got wires crossed...

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