Best Walling Poems

Fingers of light pierced the clouds caressing the moors
with life giving warmth, purples, browns and greens of
heathers mingled, blended, in a union of beauty. Yellow
of gorse splashed in the sultry, hazy spectre of natures
superb canvas. The dry stone walling lay sporadic, lost,
decaying in time and...

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When rejection eludes understanding,
anxiety places love on trial.
And you start scheming for just one more chance;
extrapolating hope from denial.

A heart haunted by unrequited love;
begins drifting between hope and disgust.
And pursuing fleeting shadows of joy;
it loses its ability to trust.

Accepting truth is a prerequisite
if love is...

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Embrace this torso decaying in the wardrobe I wake up those skeletons laying in the warzone 
I make up the rules as I go along you all know so get ready ya better be set like a fresh jelly freshly baked cake on the go...

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These steep hills are part of me
Where I learned to ride a bike
And gazed over the industrial haze
And ice-dammed the steep melting  streets
So the toy boat couldn’t
Drift out of control downslope.

Now,  like snow  in  June  -
Uninvited, unwelcome, unmanageable,
Smothering crocuses and...

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NORTHERN   ENGLAND

Steep hills and sudden

Gouged by ice, and water-formed -

This is no  civilized  landscape gentle

With  demesne and orchard

And sun-kissed downland copses;

It is the terrain of warfare,

Of Northumbrian tearing at Scot,

Of Hadrian walling off the terrifying Pict,

Where the sea is held...

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This is the third time
I've read Beyond Religion:
Ethics
[non-sectarian, non-partisan, non-violent]
for A (not "The") Whole World
[ZeroZenZone Universe, psychological and politically eco-logical].

In the second, of two, sections,
the Dalai Lama discusses,
in most excruciating therapeutic detail,
emotional positive v negative intelligence,
good- through bad-humored democratic literacy.

I remember Behavioral Psychology class
leading to...

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4/22/17


No intentions of being misleading
Could go by bleeding
Is one way of leaving
As the heart stops beating
And the lungs stop breathing

Also could be caused from exsanguination

Across a pagan nation
Could go by strangulation
Which'll cause and make abrasions
With no intentions of making a statement


Pulse rapid then slowing
Could go...

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On A Relaxed Recline On A Spring’s Soft-Sunny Day
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This cool country and this calm forenoon,
Singing birds and murmuring stream—
Far from that noise and dust of the concrete city.
This recline in half sun and half shade,
By the blooming willows, in the grassy yard of my lonely...

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Southgate and Sterling discourse on the disturbing. Alarming' The focus of classes through
Which much chattering passes, in meme graph and drama a gasp'orama of division's incision draconian Intrusion, reality never meeting; insanity tries our reason, as all seasons grow evil.'

Three meters apart, we survey the...

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Emotional fatigue courtesy exhaustive vituperative harangue...

Lobbed and unleashed upon the heads
of (yours truly and the missus)
so called selfish "monsters."

The evening of Wednesday April 19th
witnessed us (birth parents of our first born)
weathering blistering telephonic brickbats.

She (unnamed eldest daughter)
spewed venomous bilious froth
across aforementioned medium
encompassing quite a few...

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Tonight theres a fortress around my heart,
walling off the hurt that's on the outside,
my heart is once again avoiding the darts,
and wants to gallop off for a solitary ride,
knowing desperately my heart wants to forgive you,
as I slowly swallow my hurtful pride,
hesitantly letting my drawbridge...

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Tender is the night the moon does gently sway,
reflections from your eyes, gives one a taste of
your ways.
Dancing leaves, the headlights ensnare
a rufous finale, as yet another generation gives
way to the new.
Approaching fog gives one the
urge to slow down, while shapely trees play
havoc with one’s...

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Walling off the bad
You've self-imprisoned your heart
From reaching the good;
Hope you understand life now,
It's imperfect just like us...

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Six feet apart, our hands cannot meet.
Behind prison walls, it seems, we greet.
Faces are veiled in surgeon masks, afraid,
within one's own stale breath stayed.
Walling off every suspect unknown,
we're isolated, and yet not alone.
In breaking news... another onset.
Another's breath, an open threat.
Await the countdown to lockdown...
Inhale...

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