Binaries Poems - Poems about Binaries

...'Tis a parable of inseparable binary's whose snowprints melted in silent tales. Their bodies heat 'neath winter coats that hides their Sunday's best white finaries. Her pleasant h......Read the rest...

...Yearling struts its liberty in unstinting energy Oblivious to reserve that shoes a gallop with dullness Unaware of regret's stable and the binaries of age Trotting between indolence and indulgence......Read the rest...

...I watched “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” last night - we’re going to be reading Truman Capote’s book after the break and I wanted to start thinking about it. The movie rewrites Truman Capote’s story, turni......Read the rest...

... Why pen,if one only is to be adored,for creating only poetry, ethereal and planetary? We live on earth so beset with misdeeds. Should a poet dare write of these, and get poor r......Read the rest...

...Why pen, if just only is to be adored? For just creating only poetry, ethereal and planetary? We live on this earth, so beset with misdeeds. Should a poet dare write of these, and be afraid of p......Read the rest...

.... A Bloodless Conquest Underway Armies of the world have United All the military in common greed Power- in Weapons is Authority Baying for blood- quite outdated Patriots - …They saved their ......Read the rest...

...Take me to the summit muse and create in me, a fervor that no one can erase Let me make a crucible of gold and date what is everlasting and cannot be effaced Spread the fire of passion acros......Read the rest...

...Talk therapy among braver angels and curious devilish advocates, Evolves natural contemplative thoughts of healthy minds and bodies felt sacredly neuro-systemic Organic dynamic systems re......Read the rest...

...There remains, among cherished riff-raff, old trope tropical wet and warm reproducing images, Sadly resilient and madly resonant, About organic holes and tumescent poles, full-flowering ......Read the rest...

...A poet like me I start my days at the 11th hour. I pray twice a day. I take my coffee before my bath. I write with my heart. A poet like me. I gossip, oh yeah, I gossip with my note book. M......Read the rest...

...Darkness coiled in the depths of the night. Where shadows try to hide from your view. The moon is a mirror reaching for the light. Rattling on the doors grappling with the dew. Cigarette rims o......Read the rest...

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...Retirement from community development, facilitating cooperative economic justice in this post-millennial time of climate crisis, feels like being put out to pasture with the rest of us toothless ......Read the rest...

...I’m pinned by fingers of the stars five digits pointing blame, plucking strings of guilt’s guitar the tune always the same. Abominations I committed suspect of sin before the act. My vile vic......Read the rest...