Best Worlds Poems

Verse 1
I would love to be your comfort
A blanket when you're confused
A bright song on every dark day
Warmth and hope you cannot lose

To be the canopy to cover you
When life’s storms come your way
I can be the one you’ve longed for
'Cause I hear the words...

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Winter's whimsical nature comes with
     fickle freeze, cold pervading every fibre
How I remember you, red hot
     against the white snow
Smoking volcano
     against permafrost desolation
How your aura lingers in my brain
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Maybe there's a multiverse.
I'm hoping that it's true.
Many other worlds out there
in which I'm loving you....

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The sun and the moon are
in parallel line with our world and
sister world that spins side by side;
interdimensional through reality’s eye.
Vibrational frequencies set both apart.
One is unveiled, the other is dark.
Yet time portals exist in between,
Connecting both worlds both seen and unseen.
Visitors appear through these...

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Some things I think are overhead
Are also underneath my bed
And this is true of you, as well.
So mark my words now, as I tell:
Beneath the clothing bins we store,
Under the stairs and basement floor,
Beneath the tracks of snails and slugs,
The homes of chipmunks, moles, and...

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My favorite of songs is The Old Rugged Cross.
   The most tragic of days was the worlds’ greatest loss.
For sinners that day were all given their chance.
   His Father in heaven could not even bear to look not even one glance.
Forgive...

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She Eats Hearts and Worlds

In this world life stands still
heartache chokes in for the kill
Sidewalk leaps up to quickly slay
Fools racing all about every day

That pain sets just so damn well
she that strode from the gates of hell
Tarnishing all that gave in love
her sex fits...

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A Hollow moon sleeps
Atop the calm sea water
under a blanket of clouds
Earth and moon rest as one soul
awaiting grace from sunrise






beauty of the soul
in uniting the two worlds
is in shades of blue
For all lovers to observe
hearts will beat as one spirit
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One face with two different smiles 
One floor with two different tiles 
One pen with two different inks 
One eye with two different blinks 
One child with different parents 
One sea with two different currents 
One smile for two different reasons 
One sun for two...

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She finds the pink planet, musing Alice Liddell's Imagination is the only weapon in war with reality.  Sky's canvas, brushed cotton candy clouds where marshmallow mountains peak and the seventh sun rides low 'til the man in the moon awakens. White light and red,...

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In this world, there lies a world
That few will ever know
It's sad to see, the human sea
And the place it'll never flow
It seems so rough, so very rough
Sometimes for me to go
But I feel, I really feel
This place inside me grow...

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You play with your toys I play with my words
We both live in Worlds of fantasy
Where alternate voices can be heard

Often preferred to reality 
These places in our minds we create
We both live in Worlds of fantasy

Perhaps that is how we both relate
You see the...

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we came from different worlds
cowboy boots and motorcycle
she carried pen and paper as did i
hers was to communicate with the world
mine was the labor in poems
i walked the high iron
she taught the deaf to speak
a chance meeting we ended up
sitting on a bench where
she taught...

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Two Worlds

There are two worlds I live in
Side by side… living and breathing
One often seen whilst the other only seem
Do they see what I see deem believing?

I do see the conditions living the real
I do see my imagined world living amongst
I do see the conditioned...

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We have sunflowers and sunspots.
Both brilliant, yellow, and dazzling.
You can sniff one, but not the other.
Both delicate, and powerful.

Moonstones with rainbow power
can be iridescent and comforting.
Moon landings, not so easy.
Mooning – not as appealing.

Word play can be delightful.
Thinking on paper.
Ideas popping out, escaping into yellow...

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