Long Free form Poems

LUNAR MADNESS
His thought; desire; that driving dream he knew;
so real within his heart and living soul;
the thing he took and fed until it grew,
into the part of life that made him whole;
by doing things that...

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LUNAR MADNESS
His thought; desire; that driving dream he knew;
so real within his heart and living soul;
the thing he took and fed until it grew,
into the part of life that made him whole;
by doing things that...

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LUNAR MADNESS
His thought; desire; that driving dream he knew;
so real within his heart and living soul;
the thing he took and fed until it grew,
into the part of life that made him whole;
by doing things that...

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I had 800 hits on my site just last Friday
But twenty-nine poems reported as read!
So, I wonder what message was really intended,
My verse that explosive in somebody's head?

In years past PH (1) friend who was...

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Soul Sanctuary

Wandering through a moveable museum of memories columnar
Dusting off exhibits of moments held fast in watercolors gossamer

Milestones chiseled into fleeting moments of atonement,
Soft edges of first love painted in golden moments –

Brushing aside gauzy...

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I love your rich times,
moments stolen from parched yesterdays,
and stern disciplined tomorrows.
I live your warm scent times of leisure
through future's dark crimes
and climbs
up egocentric laughing ladders.

I miss our deep earth tones,
light prisms of dew drop...

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Honesty presides in these fresh sonnets
Where breathing seeks to set example
For future generations on thresholds
Of honest wit staying apt and ample
Poets questioning meaning in long life
While judging and evoking honesty
They hold themselves above impending strife
And...

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With my thoughts
Whispering through my heart
Kind words, graceful
Like the wings of a cardinal
Softly embracing
The soul who needs stirring
By the fire of a passion
So alive it amazes
Leaves the heart yearning
For more of the joy
That comes from...

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(Dedication: For Soupers, and all who struggle 
to create poetry, have faith and keep writing. 
The muse awaits your passionate writes.)
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Late hours preside, I sit and write;
Feel thoughts collide: surge of new cites.


Night shadows hide,...

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Just a free form notion, 
A sky mold, hanging high.
Dome around, the heart of town. 
 
Recipes so tasty,
Diners, dives, meals, and high fives. 
Alley cats saving 9 lives.
Its the city life.
Bustling night, rustling unlike...

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II

I am writing this segment in free-form poetry. Structureless rhyme schemes.  

I think lost myself again.
my thoughts spiral.
in the whirlpools of my mind
might seem like a cliché to say
but I really can’t ever unwind.

However...

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Coffee For My Men And Tea For The Horse's 


Free form pain I didn't catch it when you did.
Coming when yours does from where it goes.
To reach the highest point where your placed upon.
A crown...

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After the Ice Rain.
The woods outside look like a glazed forest preserved in an arboreal museum.  Each tree is candied over in clear icing, the pines stand like tall fluffy blondes, the willow tree...

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Turtle spawn can be placed very deep and vertical in glowing colourful beds. But Atlantic highways stuff their coffers with gold and thus adorn the paths created with magnitude of sparkly stench. Extra moving ignorance...

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An eerie silence wrapped the bog,
I dared not move nor speak.
The chilling blanket of the fog
where evil beings creep,
conceals within tormented souls 
now stirring from their sleep,
and there with gruesome fate foretold
lie secrets they will...

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To think, to dream, to imagine;
What capacities our minds achieve in such a sudden short appearance of intellect,
Breathing [a]new idea of life into our burning souls,
Searching for meaning among every clover, bright in the sun...

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lies and deception is all I hear, it's all I know too be real. I help them everyday listening too the lies they say. knowing this I strive too be better then the government around...

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Free form; what is it? 
From where does it exist?
Freedom of thought;
Search inside; what is free?
Answers without questions;
Derive more problems 
For lives that are lived
Can answer no question;
No subtleties,
No equations,
Or anything that logics taught


Forgotten voices;
Horace...

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Hurricane’s torrent forced the river to rise high
Bursting dam left catfish laying on rocks now dry
Writhing and gasping for breath in arid air warm
Lord, bless these creatures; give them shelter from the storm

Stray kittens had...

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Post-hippie and pre-disco kids were we,
not clearly fitting one sole category.
Girls dressed formal for our biggest dance.
No short-shorts or those fab bell-bottom pants.
Exploring options at each fashion store,
we girls picked gowns whose length was to...

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The free form ceramic sculpture
made by my daughter
years ago toppled off the shelf
in a storm after a thunderous 
lightning clap shook the house.
The sculpture was of four witches
peering over a cauldron brewing 
a magical potion.
It...

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Each form is a form of His form
Both form and formless are His norm
He chooses form as well formless, to get you to reform
He yields to a form even when a form gets deform

With such...

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The stress and strain of the pulling motion
Pries the appealing eyes of twisted souls
Lost in a night;s occurance
Love once felt the hands of this distrought man
But broken dreams matched with anguish tell stories 
Of a...

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People are infatuated with the idea of being in love.
Searching for something they aren't truly ready to find.
'Just a person, one person who understands me for me.
A person who wont try to change the life...

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I Gaze at the night
and black rivers flow by,
till a nebula falls
and I let out a sigh


Delving so deep
In the wonders of space,
is a peaceful way
to create an escape


Soaring the wind
and feeling a storm,
in a...

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