Lonely Imagism Poems

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                the chill
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The abandon house
Is tilted from storms 
When the wind blows 
The house creaks
Yet it still standing\

Someone took a walk 
To the abandon house
He noticed the...

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I am having one usual day, as it is, most of the days
I, a misfit, wandering around, since 
the ultrasound and incubator, they are ever...

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It is the grey of evening...soft lamps glow as our hood readies itself for some crumbs of comfort:

Old widows wrap themselves with pillows for third-...

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If there was just one thing I could change
I would request an odd divinity to ferment in an Elixir
Which never intoxicate, nor take the state...

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twilight seduces in reds and yellows
birds drift away out of sight
purple and blue is the high sky
the day has changed into night
stars appear to drip...

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Of Nature, Desert, Sand And Western Skies

Oh, silence -arid air where thorny cactus grows
 Where desolation runs ever so wild
Towering nearby whitecapped mountains of snow
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Ceasing vision as a kiss viewing blurred;
I'm blinking fluttering beliefs sentiments;
So a precured glimpse visual perceptions;
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Grays whites viewed bombarded glimpse of dim mist;
In the drought...

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Staring at the moon for long
  and sometimes she count stars
Her eyes filled with inferno 
  like she was hiding her scars

Many wishes...

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Geraniums have always been my favorite flowering plant,
with their vibrant burst of colors with warm spicy fragrant scents.
Nostalgic memories of going to my Grandmother’s house...

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in the 
ineluctable
grasp
of an
eye's
blink
the years
of praying
lonely
terrifying
vulnerable
oh, 
the agony --
the verdict
life or
death
the
pendulum
 swings...

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A glorious radio symphony begs for attention,
While the lonely heart writes its fluted song
And hopes you hear the melody 
It so longs to sing to...

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in
reluctant
teardrops
plop 
visions
of my field
of dreams
a bloody
track
of cinders
where
schemed
lithe
runners
to box me in
and ere 
i fell 
this 
lonely race
become
my requiem...

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She gave me soup-less soup
In it I found her loaded smile
She smiled to me magnets
In her smiles rested all smiles
And greetings she did to me
In...

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Don't know when or how it happened,
Or even why,
But I have reached an age where people see me as wise,
Yet it seems like only yesterday...

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