Long Narrow down Poems

The Poetical Jason Voorhees who creates beauty out of ugliness
I've learned how to turn my darkest memories into the loveliest
Pick your weapon of choice, I'll use my pen and you'll still leave the bloodiest
Speak my...

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I have so many friends on soup,
it’s hard to pick just one
To narrow down to just a few,
it just cannot be done

Heidi always brings a smile
Brenda tempts my heart
Sandy posts poetic dreams
Connie’s whispered art

Gershon really...

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I made a pile, a list of things 
   The things that make me smile
       To narrow down these many things...it took me quite awhile
  ...

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It started out as a mild itch
Within the next few hours, my eyes began to twitch
So I go to a Doctor named Damon Willis
He examines me and asks me have I heard of country singer...

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Ego Vs. Soul Thing

Let's Take A 
Crack At It.
(No Peaking.)

Ego, Well There You Go,
Right Away, That's Not
Just One Word...

Even If I
Narrow It Down
To A Trillion.

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Psychology Paints It
Several Times As A
'Scientific' Term...

But That Science
Is Made With...

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the tears fall, but i'm not crying...

manage to put a smile on my face, but i'm not happy...

i look in your eyes and tell the truth...

i look deeper into my own heart and find the...

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It rages still, that great dichotomy
among the puzzled ones
in search of one clear archetype
that marks reality; what is it...
every thing at all,
or nothingness?

Each opposite, a fodder 
rich indeed to test for truth.
Each has its champions,
and...

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Obsession was a song that got to me
reminding me of what I had gone through,
the first time feelings gushed as poetry!

Even though that song did not exactly
describe my circumstance, some parts rang true.
Obsession was a...

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Dear friend and poetess Connie Wong
wrote poetry as lovely as a song.
Reading others’ poems was her passion.
If words were clothes, she was always in fashion.

Sweet Carolyn Devonshire
was a poetess many could admire.
So generous was she
and...

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hollow fingertips


sounds like this
one three top two
looking down
for
is
who

bandstand
out stranded
perilous hope
no such thing
time
eloped

her hand
was drawn
into
man hands

we seep sorrow
lay with me
drown
these
sorrows

tommorows
ive seen through
swinging rose
petal
glances

that made rose
wept its thoughts
on my Windows
soul

these words
sky spun shadows
letter arranged before
letters never sealed
open...

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What do I reach for first? the rule of my land….
Pudding, and I quite honestly do not care what brand.
I love chocolate, caramel, and butterscotch too.
Adding whipped cream. M and M’s? Maybe a few.

I warm...

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Three lines from Sonnet 191: "The Waiting Sleep"

I'm drifting with the leaves as they change hue,
concealed among them as they fall to ground.
And as they crumble, I'll be crumbling too. . .

I could never really...

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