Short Extroverted Poems

Indigo Vibrancy
Extroverted from the green
Soft spikes speaking out...

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Stop being pretender to paramount
 care for not be so rude
don't act too crooked
and being stupid and introspective
  superior is  being simpler,
extroverted
than a villain... !...

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Extroverted

Ebullient, my outgoing self is like an
X-ray of my innermost
Thoughts. I enjoy taking the
Risk that I am putting myself
Out there for others to
View my soul. I expect
Everyone to share my life while they
Resign 
Themselves to listening to me fancy myself
Erudite on every subject, exposing my 
Demons and dilemmas 
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I'm logical about my passion
And passionate about my logic
I am shy and friendly
I am an extroverted introvert

I'm an intellectual who loves media glitz
I am a homebody who craves date nights outings
I'm an isolated observer of human nature

I'm an industrious couch potato
I'm a bohemian who requires a structured lifestyle
I'm a despairing romantic
Optimism and pessimism continue to crowd me
I am human......

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If you're off colour
bean bag it
If you're not in the zone
couch it
If you can't center it
spa it

How is your mental furniture?

It says a lot about you
if anyone should see it
who would you allow on it
should anybody need to

Mental furniture in your head
the place you go to
to chill out, relax, regroup

it's your inner therapy
not everyone is extroverted
though that's the trend
what shape does it take

inside your head?...

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When I think of my favourite hue
Images of red blanket my view
Red of the rose, lush like a heart
Intertwined ribbons wild and free
Vibrant and bold full of vintage warmth
Variant shades revealing state of mind
Extroverted or angered with rage
Or coloured by passionate emotion
A defining moment wearing the colour love
Or painting , expressionist in the making
All wrapped and tangled
It’s what red does to me
The colour that is
My favourite hue...

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EXTROVERTED 
From tumultuous discussions within
images strive for life as a new-born 
child wriggles from the womb.First
an outline,then in silhouette,each 
unique line,a perceptible signature,so
individual and more personal than
a diary.This spontaneity impetuously
releases the extrovert upon this page,
squeezed out as rain in an arid world.
Artistic inspiration writes itself, as
I merely provide  the pen

hear me read this structured prose on youtube under name ichthyschiro...

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