Question Mark Poems - Poems about Question Mark

In the labyrinth of my mind, where echoes whisper, I am the silent alchemist, weaving threads of knowledge, A tapestry unseen, where secrets coil like serpents. Amidst the rhythms of mundane days, I walk the tightrope of identities, A chameleon cloaked in ambiguity. Are my footsteps those of a scholar, Tracing the dust of ancient manuscripts, Or a young scientist mapping constellations in...

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I didn't borrow it, it's apart of me Like the rainbow fleece Like a trophy waiting for me Like the breath I breathe and need But it leaves Flowing like my tears, a river doesn't have enough water to see I have the Midas Touch I turn poems into paintings That shine like the sun because diamonds have too much...

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You are now dead, but still in my head. What should I do? You kind of reflect in my eyes when I close my lids. The deceased can't talk, but you do in my ears. What's happening? It's so weird. My throat gets dry when I swear I will let throw you out from my brain. My veins throb when I say, 'I don't...

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A to Z 1 to Infinity - , Eureka's;: N O M O? VOILA! Being kicked to the curb while skipping to the loo my friends. Now back to my shake and bake, small town of Hilo, that sits on the bay below erupting Mauna Loa & the 100+ tremors daily since it began this past Sunday late at night. Aloha Hilo Poet William...

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Are my Last Legs in Sight? Are my ‘Last Legs’ in Sight? My time’s ‘last legs?’ Are knees (or some cylinders knocking)? I’ve petal to metal (feel stuck in low gears). Left side’s window won’t open; oil under hood freshens cab air (is it dripping, perhaps, on exhaust?) Of late, dipstick’s plumb rusty (indecent exposure to liquids that pampering doesn’t restrain). And my...

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I told them, my back against the wooden dock, staring, eyes wide in the lack of light. If aliens came for me, I told them, I would pick up and gladly go tonight. Above us was that vast inviting sky. Around us, the sweatshirt-and-flip-flops of late spring, we searched for constellations. High above us we found Leo. How I love the idea...

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Goddamn smartass squirrel goes through a window and starts slapping a plush toy. Turning it over and over. "You got jacked, !" Up on its attention antennae, sealed in clover. Up for all comers, winters and summers, Springing into Fall cover. Wiggle haunch, loose and clean, limber and mean. Mouse on his motorcycle meets mean Joe Greene. Who's next? Better get...

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sweet moonlight glow from beaus on rippling shoreline, but can this vivid yen linger? wave of pulsing sighs infinite in heartfelt pledge? timeless dream phase I wonder Created and posted ; 16th of July 2021...

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Salome just loved gingerbread But Herod misheard what she said Who wants a dead head To bounce in their bed? So she dashed to the John instead *Title inspired by Special Character, Ilene Bauer...

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a single cuckoo  - - two tiny sparrows feed the  big chick in their nest written 25th February for Constance's Spring Birds contest...

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What’s the Hue of Your Heart? Does ‘claim’ to be ‘___’ (1) not suggest one’s more Racist? The Truth’s we’re all mongrels (and born of one mother!), whatever our ‘Color.’ ‘Eve’ might have been monkey! Best Science won’t lie (Evolution’s still hazy!) Is ‘White’ or just ‘Pale’ the more ‘rich’ appellation? Should language divide us or seek to blend angels? My wish,...

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Mad? Be glad! You have your life to live; there’s poetry to share, as evolution gives us words, and some have minds that hear. Accoutrements can touch the hearts of strangers (though we fear a countenance that’s new to us). Is strangeness fault or charm? A risk exists (in sought reward), but goals not reached don’t harm! Experience is gain worth...

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Although I basically disagree with the saying that there are no stupid questions I would say that there are not too many smart questions....

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? I need to find a stronger kind of love. Not a love that could become, But one that has been destined. I have no time for mere pretending. Not a love taken to build it wrong; Love does not last if it begins undone. Love must be free for me to find it, Because I am unlike any other, I truly am...

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Welcome to this "risk"-taking game of "life." Choose a blue companion peg, or snag a pink wife, or ride "solitaire" through this "scrabble"d "mousetrap," or add so many kids that they stack on your lap. Enjoy the terrible twos and the "crazy eights," for they go by faster when they're wearing skates. For love and career there's no "perfect match," but when...

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