Short Arguably Poems

arguably anything
anything at all
is better than 
not anything
anything a’tall

nothing, nada
never satisfies
nothing is less than
not nothing
nothing jeopardized

1/4/2021...

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The Walrus, he is an ugly brute, 
Made entirely out of rubber, 
Lounging on the shore all day, 
Like discarded old whale blubber.
 
Sea Lion on the other hand, 
Is arguably, I think quite cute, 
Gliding along the beach at play, 
In his slick grey leather suit....

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Lack of trust,
arguably justified.

Dark wonders,
serenity-
found....

With the wind.

Holding on dearly,
what little faith-
in hope...

So why-
desire.

Or better yet-
why understand.

With fountains,
of pouring light,
dark wonders,
lack of trust...

Arguably justified....

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It is self tormenting
and arguably a case of poetic voyeurism
I do not like muses
I like them closer than that
no definition, just being there
the style, the perfume
and art of a persona
sitting next to me, talking
while I, for a brief span of a second
close my eyes and reopen
in an intellectual daze...

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You’ve got a hold on me
And won’t let me forget
My need for you, arguably
Is as severe as needs get

I can’t see beyond
A me without you
Without my dear wand
What, ever, would I do

Would I succumb to death
Departing by choice
Or find something left 
Without your voice

I have framed my life around
My days spent with you
I’d fall to the ground
If I weren’t subdued...

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Mental Curse Words

If my mind was my mouth you
might think I had a potty mouth,
because my mind is a lot dirtier
than my mouth

When a situation is relentlessly
offensive and God is not speaking,
the curse words become a very
suitable outlet in my eyes.

Nevertheless I wish I was better at
controlling the tongue of my mind,
considering that the mind is arguably
the birthplace of corruption...

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I am broken
comprised of raw experience
a love for you 
that forces my hand
and makes me vulnerable, too
subdued
saturated
fatigued
and infatuated
by a love for you
my brokenness
the broken bones
and this broken being
and if my broken body
does not suffice
then - complete me
solve the mystery
that is me
fill her
make her whole
fill her again, and again
again, and again
she's desperate
arguably senseless
yet -
withholding 
nothing...

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Too often we see
only what we see…

forgetting each Weed 
complex as the Rose – 

and arguably 
far more resilient – 

But beauty is not
only skin deep...some blessed
throughout…his witch of the wood
also a goddess, apparent:

his Vilia,
Captive of her own 
sublime beauty
kept pure from man
by heavenly decree

as all poets carry 
a similar burden 
and revelation – 

an ideal of perfect Love

on earth never to be 
entirely requited…....

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