Best Vapored Poems

It's quiet whisper stirs my languid mind
Inviting coffee colored memories
A young man's face with future yet defined
Each vapored breath a page in history

Familiar apparitions reappear
Whose images I dare not chase away
The roads they traveled, washed out by my tears
This morning's chill a bridge to yesterday

Then...

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I bent down to pick up a penny from the frozen ground.
I could smell myself, the acrid stench of sweat and soot,
the taint of vapored vagrancy
that marked my movements, masking me from the reality that used to be.
I hate me and what I am, more...

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The redwoods’ fairy ring, wall in a family secret
Only, not all roots dig as deep…
Parched, some shrivel, loosening the circlet

Shush….the tallest ones whisper steep
Elegance alas, the needy ones, have lost…
Chafed, bitter barks scatter cones they can’t keep

Raging fires sear heartwood of dearest cost
Enduring burns gape...

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Distant space departing realms of conscious warmth
Voicing reason to an end within the persons hearth
 A fire with pit to poke and prod dissolving spirit 
Harmed retreated into a place where safe
The Avatar a being that searched far beyond limited view

Star that gazed a return...

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Both Sides Now

Billowing clouds up above
Sometimes smoky or just dust
Bluebirds maneuvering through
While Butterflies withdrew

All my past loves float away 
As in vapored clouds today
Becoming concealed by the moon
Only returning in afternoon

  Consequently standing here
  Between the earth and atmosphere
  Taken from my...

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Poem By THOMAS LAM HSI


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE...

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I remember that dewy morning walk
with a Great Horned Owl
lying next to her severed left wing
on a final bed of wilting green grass

Her eyes majestically
Open Sesame

Closing in a cardboard box
my arms were graced to carry
to her shallow grave.

I remember billowing ribbons 
of my lonely vapored...

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If only I could ride upon the back of a dragonfly~
O', what journey I would behold...

I receive the wind's forced breath against my face-and revel in my locks rolling in the vibrant 
sunlight.
We hover just above a splash of rainbow painted flowers, 
that kiss my...

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There's a pack of jokers in your pack ...
Smiling, ducking, and dodging ...
Lying ...
Waiting on the perfect moment to mislead your psyche and attack.
So, stay ... ONE UP!
Especially now ...
For your cup is full... of richness and darkness ... sitting steady
On its saucer ...
and if...

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A lone wolf yowls lachrymose,
At a lowly weeping full moon,
A hyperborean chill blows,
To quake the trees snow-clad festoon.

Reverent icy waters stand still,
Solid as old placid cold stone,
And crystallize its surface frill,
Webbing fractures as cracking bone.

The moonlight shimmers lupine pelage,
Luminous white, silver, and grey,
Scintillating eyes peer...

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steel-blued rails
or tarred lane miles
cables or fables
we're layin' the lines

vapored sky lines
Internet bylines
those bar scene
come on lines

we're all layin' lines
making trails
refinin' our designs
plantin' our mines

layin' down our lines
innocence seen benign
overhead or underground
pushing straight to realign

down the lines
some lines are down
sparks on the ground
hot wired intertwines

line...

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The Wind caressed the Leaves, sending shivers down Their Spine
Floating to the Ground, to be together, one Last-Time
And Birds, who Flew – Not South –
Flapped in a Row, on Phone Lines
Gossiping … ‘bout Naked Bushes and Barren Berry-Vines

Sir Day… wore Gray, Charcoal-Ash and a Pale,...

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Evanescently blurred, half beyond recall,
Her voice down a midnight hall—
Or her visage in oils once glimpsed on sale,
Remote, and feminine-pale.

Whoever was she?  Forget, forget
Her classical silhouette:
Let her image diffuse in a twilight haze
Of vapored blues and greys…...

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Floating from the ground below,
Vapored water wispy, slow.

Up it trickles, lightly drawn, 
To form a cloud above the lawn.

There it sits, awaiting more,
Till it’s full and ready to pour.

It’s color gray, it starts to quiver,
Until out the water trickles.

Harder, harder, more and more,
Until you have...

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Presence
An umbra of him bleeds in the sand,
Statuesque poise vapored his stand,
Shrouded imprints spurt in the grain,
Free withal his persona was banned.

2020 March 01...

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