Short Coherently Poems

Sparkling Sapphire Skies
O' coherently dreamy
     elated; I cry

  Copyright Mccuen 2008...

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 I can't take credit for this, after a major stroke and impaired cognitive thoughts, my sister said it and said it better than I ever could. 

I in angst said:
  "How could this happen to us?"

She clear and coherently replied:
  "It's not what happens to us in life, 
    it's how we handle it that matters."...

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There's a game I'd like to play
but hammered from an insane day
of smiling at crazies and calming them down

If brain cells were firing I'd start with a poem
my soul would roam wistfully gleefully home 
where me and the muse would dress up for the town

Unfortunately it's been one helluva day
and all my tired brain cells coherently say
is
Jack be nimble,
Jack be quick....

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Awaken feels cold these
soul's forsaken, taken 
locked in a dungeon I
feel their pains is aching

Feel the heat from the 
streets as they seek out
their error, it's so simple
people we gotta look in the
mirror

A mear image of the error 
we live in the heroin's 
giving to children delivering
the message coherently fibing

They listen, why? because 
they gotta hear it to bear it....

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The particles,
spreading a weird cult.
You were colliding with moons
daily.

It was a bird call
under a gilded, cold, dark
sky. The desire was immense
than the meet.

You just wanted to feel
the hurt;flaunting an
erosion. A coherently large
body. Is that a mass-

of goddammed invisible ?
It was my harvested pain,
the lost virginity of a
spot. The exit war starts

for a gentle colossus.


Satish Verma...

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is short-lived.
Deep.
Like a crypt
yet coherently-linked
with your windblown hair
strewn with rubberclips poly-carbonated.

Candid.
As a sneeze 
yet non-allergenic.

On its last seconds,
its supremacy 
situated along the alleys of lashes
tightly-knit my lips
as if all-perceiving:

blunt 
as a snore

yet

casual 
as a yawn

etched 
on heart's core.

Be that as it may
as i hang endured
for its sequel......

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Blue blood of royalty, journey unleashed
Descendant of earth and African chiefs
Princes of honor, princes of light
Gentle forbearance, glorified knights
Emperor’s gentlemen billowing praise
Love filled lungs willowing grace
Breathing its blessings upon the tribes
Bleeding its conscience on graphite inscribed
Coherently soldiering ethnic pictures
Innately shielding their ethic scriptures
Fighting for peaceful inaugurations
Conquering war while dying for nations...

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When You Follow Your Heart

We might have made love
In the bed of roses: the bed of fragrant flowers 
As we consummate the joy of true love: at age sixty
where the pursuit of pleasure: is a taboo subject
where the Irish moss warms our soft lips:

We might have reversed the aging process, because 
our bodies become fascinating and seductive: coherently
We might have rattled the monkey cage: like epic lovers growing old 
With one thing on our minds: we follow our hearts...

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