Best Veined Poems

"Blind Man Turns"



Rest easy in my lull, Love

Love 
is not the gentle goodnight, Love

in the beguiling
silence of Lost Lovers' Woods

It is the war we 
all...

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"Angels & Demons"




The Soul never sleeps
battered and lonely, the lesson 
Life spent in The Hard Sell

Soft-served you become
melting Insomnia 
mouth sucking a loaded gun

blue ribbonned...

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Discarded cotton t-shirt shrunken and stained
on the side of a street pot-holed and veined
pants sagging low with no shoes on his feet
headphones blaring to the...

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As strangers to this virgin land
succumbed to the impossible
we are numbed by grief for what is gone
Astonished by the solitude...

We gaze, without a breath, nor...

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Circumstance encompassing around and flowing as the mill race in turbulent rolling curls,
Surges.' Forth to flow; and fall, visions issue with or without portent,
to my...

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He speaks in broken English;
It's interesting to see my language this way-
Spread out like pieces of shattered ceramic,
The edge of each word tossing off glints...

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Scarlet and golden etched,
autumn leaves reflect summer's apprehended glory
incised in deep veined images.
Released, they sigh earthward like final breaths.

Sharp pungence ripens , musty tang,
a piquant...

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Silhouette of trees dressed in chiffon prints
Oaks, pines, maples tossing  their hair
I trail along their rumba curve
way down to where glazed bushes nestle.
Above roasted...

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"Heart"  

Deep fissures formed
in the cracks of 
the nowhere place
where time leeched
bleeding claret 
through the green 
veined blues

protean bit by bit
the flesh disappears
prematurely 6ft...

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A gathering of whispers travel from breath to breath,
much like trains picking up chattering gossips along its 
route. With breath held, they stand and wait...

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Faces of older ones may be wrinkled, I confess,
but with many years of life they've been blessed.
Each smile and helping hand they have offered
is returned...

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Under a  trellis of vines, quite evergreen
This elegant, old lady sits on a wooden porch,
Her veined fingers twist in graceful motion
Kneading  hued ...

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“Waiting in the Soul Electric”



We all drown 
in the red madness
sometime 

Crying oceans
of saltwater 
we tear

Like torn pages
we rise rebellious
on all the blazing currents

floating on...

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"Romance in the Reflections of the Steely Green-Eyed"



Romance is in the 
reflections of the
steely green-eyed

time stolen and framed
bars to freedom 
champagne dreams remain

the prisoner’s heart...

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"Necropoleis"



Naked and invisible
strange weather 
has transported 
me through the 
dark violet 
Necropoleis

towards the 
eternity that 
is You

Floating like a 
leaf, cold-veined
To another life
Fire, that is...

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