Best Visualizes Poems

The artists drawing an intense picture with astral aspect
We feel it and it does deeply affect and touch us.

If the artist was balanced when he or she drew it
Like the Egyptian cultures with its hieroglyphs.

It’s the third eye in fact the dormant pineal gland
That resides...

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three incisor teeth burst through fresh flesh...
opaque as pearls, strong as love, precious 

beautiful baby babbles assertively
mesmerized by mishmash sounds 
that her astounding mouth can make
prose poetry in its practice

as canines erupt, she moans from the ache
teeter-tottering restless to repress pain 
speedily advancing in substantial...

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Visualizes Pureness 
Passions of Grace 
Celestial Love 
Forever- enduring 

Honorable Eternal 
Events Engage 
Sparkling Waltz 
Delightful Treasures

Sanctify Beyond
Envision Forthcoming
Streamlines Existence 
Magnificent Ecstasy

Sweet Serenity
Our Deliverer
Jesus Christ
Glorious Infinity 

Eternal Existence

Come to Jesus
               ...

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He is listening to Mozart with his feet up,
too mature to get into all the drama anyhow.
There are fluffy marshmallows in his cocoa cup.
their work has been done for a fortnight now.

Mrs. Claus comes in and asks "Do you know where....?"
and he replies, "I do...

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     "Temperance Tarot"



in the mystical ream of tarot card prediction
painted canvas figurines proclaim Future depiction
a magical illusion holding phenomenal accuracy
revealing journeys to follow eluding to great Destiny.

the Major Arcana cards are chosen in sequential reading
the Quotent visualizes a goal or dream...

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Fox in the hen house.


There is a farmer, a good man, his name is Jahn. 
He raises livestock chickens, pigs, cows of all sorts and 
of course sheep and goats in many varieties, 
as he is not partial. 

He loves all of his animals dearly...

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ANGER MANAGEMENT

I must clean my bare-naked window,
For my eyes have seen a nasty affair.
Surely Monica can't be that bimbo!
I wipe my eyes, can't hardly stare...

My boss thinks i'm calm, anger free.
I shuffle him through my new place.
Up here the air's so clear... but what do...

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The old guy is rugged, determined, fearless
He has fond memories of the game he still worships
He still hears the roars of the crowd
Can even now taste the fresh turf on his lips

He visualizes the impressive stadium
Feels the rough pigskin in his hands
Hears the wind howl...

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Where is the human being’s origin?
World scholars continue to contend;
The unsolved solutions still spin;
One answer: everybody will end.

The spirit later will leave the body;
Man visualizes moving to heaven;
Religions taught different destinies;
Man’s faith in Gods is ever uneven.

Human lives under the same sun;
Breathes in the same...

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It is the future a mother would want for her baby
It is the changes a little girl visualizes of what she is as a lady
It is the long awaited moment that a lover would try to borrow
and the road a young confused traveler would dare...

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The very word Poetry…sounds rhythmic as rhyme…        
As tho; conch shells reciting their hymn
As if, the pebbles giving tunes to the streams  
As in, thoughts forming a poets dream.

Honestly; in the absence of my mind  ...

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Never underestimate this opponent,
While he's busy rolling up his sleeves.
Though he looks like he isn't focused,
Soon you'll be falling to your knees. 

I've watched him from a vague distance,
He visualizes every single, lethal blow.
In his mind's eye he quietly meditates,
Carefully strategizing how this fight'll go.

Like...

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I’ve always had a bit of a linebacker mindset in spite all the poetic pretense.  In another life, I suppose I would have made a living ripping the heads off of sissy quarterbacks.  I’ve always fancied myself charging at a problem like an...

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I see you in my dreams, not as a comfort,
Not as an emancipation but as a nightmare.
Those discarded recollections rapidly retort
With dreadful visions that endlessly glare.

I wonder why dreaming you is a nightmare.
Perhaps, I do not possess enough memories
Of you, besides, the good ones are...

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A walk upon a path to the forest that spreads out beyond
This is adjacent to a pond that has many venues
Seeing spectacles of sun flickering amongst the hemlock trees
That aligns this path which leads to bountiful channels of awe.

Morning dew drips off the petals of...

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