Best Well Turned Poems

Artists are not so different,
at times glossing over truth,
hiding beneath a sheen -- 
some extra linseed goes
a long way...

What is this cry for realism?!

Picasso sought deeper meaning
via grotesque breasts~ elongated
elephant snout limbs -- perhaps believing that 
the human tale needed elevation, himself
turned off by surface...

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I found some strange multi coloured beans
And planted them in well turned soil
With care I watered them and pulled weeds
yet after a month not one single shoot.

I had cause to go down in my cellar
looking for some tools and to my amazement 
it was full...

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I dreamed some day I would be a man 
Who was brave, and strong, and true.
I dreamed that in the years to come 
I might find someone like you.
You're a shaft of light in my crimson evening.
Your long, silky, light brown hair it's virtually blonde
And...

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chase the butterflies.

find all things you think are valued
from their anus, from their fore head
fortunate memorable, upside down, well turned.

smell the favoured flashes,
sentenced air wings fountains
sometimes behind, beside to the top of the mountains.

it is the well being, like the living cell
immediate and important breath;...

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If you are reading this you are most likely alive.

                     a poem reader…….
  
          ...

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When I was your lover I was a volcano
Throwing out light and life like lava
When you were my love you gave
Me that energy to burn
Sparkling fizzing and crackling alive.

When I was your lover I was a red pine tree
Standing at its height tall and lean
When...

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Brexit Sonnet No.4
‘Year of Trial and Error’
 

So now it’s waning, our year of trial and error,
Our brush with one inglorious year just gone.
We’ve had it all, deception, lies and terror,
With inappropriate MPs movéd on.
Votes just bought and sold like weed or pot,
So ‘tanks a...

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Sadly sadly farage it seems?has become self-important
Upon the world scene.' Denigrating a man who called for
His help..' in rallys in London..That were really well turned out.'
Is he taking for granted an empathy from Trump.? I've looked for other reasons.' Yet in truth I am stumped.'...

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This poet simply can’t 
Reach people 
He ascends but 
Doesn’t steeple

He thinks of his work as 
An odyssey 
A pearl
Without the modesty

If only he had a 
Coherent theme
A well turned phrase 
Or a poignant scene

But he just doesn’t have 
What he ought’a
And drivels away 
Like...

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We love this road,
it has trees.

The manicured ladies
stand upon the lawns,
beacon with unwinking eyes,
scrutinize beneath shading hands,
pry open primped lips,
proclaim their fierce love.

We love this road,
it has folks.

Those maladjusted to suburbia
hear and move on
knowing they are not to be loved.
The road goes along
until it renames...

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I love the reality the dark keeps,
without designer drugs or alcohol.

It is as deep as the void from which light has sprung.
To speak of mighty waves the sea released.
To follow boldly solstice no drawn drapes up from.
The triggers I can't fix to see my face.

Drawn...

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