Best Vacuumed Poems

I see that acacia tree 
and I get vacuumed back to the past.

When we both had 
a different type of light in our eyes,
with the...

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For those of us who are married
We know how it often goes
Good days, bad ones and some
Common, annoying marital woes

I left a smidgen of toilet...

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Pheromones’ anguish, settle for censored compromises

Windows layered across beckoned cathedrals
Shattered by chipped stones of the hypocrite

Wanton hearts scramble to restore weakest links
To a forged importance

Vacuumed...

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Dr. Seuss: “How did it get to be so late so soon?”

I sat down to write, 
but no thoughts would come.
Still thinking and thinking,
I said,...

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*Image of Julius Caesar by QDT.

The Ides of March

Spun spells pummel our Earth ... as a Sun scanned absence swallow,
vacuumed blues taxes light once deemed...

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Back to this dark, cold, 
vacuumed
space,
With no air, life,
No sort of soothe to the 
senses
You have given me.

My eyes,
Beg to see light,
But only darkness is...

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She was lovely, a beautiful kind soul, giving, loving, generous, but also apologetic for being alive.
Her light gray eyes danced and pranced, and her laugh...

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   "A Vision of Existence - Baby Style"



my eyes blink within a cushioned comfort zone
fingers and toes cling to tender warm insides
I tend...

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An unusual thing occurred at our house Christmas Eve.
It caused us anger, it was enough to make us grieve.

We waited to the last minute for...

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Some pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that...

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The milky morning’s Saturn haze
Haloed the sun’s neonate phase
Seize the warmth, Hail to The Light!
No waspish thoughts to sting nor bite
this soft and cheerful face.

Shades...

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Rereading the poems of others
and my own. Community across
time and graves. What's left
exceeds in significance
one's last moment. Yet
his last moment must have been
exceedingly important
for the...

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The cry 
                      of...

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When cries do echo the walls of the ward,
Bringing you down on your knees with the pangs of emotions,
Watching tears trickling down your eyes,
Shaking the...

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Swaying with electrical cord to the rhythmic hum
of my new vacuum cleaner, I relax into thoughts 
of slow dancing with you. My hands steadily drum
to...

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