Imagination Social Poems

What's to Become
By Franklin Price
4/21/2018

What's to become of all we see?
It's you for you and me for me,
That's where we are; would you agree? 
It's...

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An evening of social justice
paid for by the “alleged” perpetrators
of the grand injustice.
What cads, these bastards
of the billions, usurpers of
our “common” wealth,
cream skimming purveyors
of the...

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Tomorrow doesn't really exist. 
this thought is something we resist.
Today is all there is, it's always today
could be the right way.  

Tomorrow is still...

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I think love is a lot like us.
In truth, it's hard.
At least for me. To reach into my heart and pull each thought
Like some sort...

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No frames of Arts
No articulation of the tongue to fight
Words
low enough to skip
the storm

Sing the silence

A circular dream that does not want to be woken...

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This morning the dew crept into my bed
Soaked, I smile uncontrollably
The smell of femininity struck my senses so,
Sunrise, woke up the sleeping giant 
...

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By the hearth whether given stolen or made                 ...

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My tribute to Social Soupers


Wisdom nuggets, His poems make me ponder
Demetrios Trifiatis! He is my wise man no wonder
Unicorns, mysticism,her poems touch my heart
Mystic Rose!...

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justice 

What does this vastly misunderstood word mean to you? 

Too what ends? 

May we seek? 

Who(m) may guide us? 

Endless deliberation (spiss spiss spiss)

Debated...

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Do you dread sounds you hear
as shadows slink from light?
Does your heart jump in fear
with each creak of the night? 

Do you shake like loose...

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I’m unique a
poet with a mystique pen
My flaws are facets
of a cherished personality.
Mystic & unique
critiques of a mythic
with uniqueness.

One unique
no two of a kind
A single...

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If a little bird should say: 
You're Boring, Cheerless
But do everything you've got to,
Should you Answer or Reply?

For its not what that "bird" says,
But what...

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Venetians masqueraded themselves to hide their identity;
 their vagueness was allowed openly,
"Be a Casanova, a Shakespeare, a Hamlet :
 all are welcome to join the...

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If walls could speak,
we would have reached a peak
of astonishment on what happens
behind our backs.

We would be knowing our stalkers’ faces,
gossips of our friends, hidden...

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This just in, we are long drawn out drab sentences of our breath,
trying to base a topic off epiphany's languid scry, waiting on osmosis to...

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While looking at the vast blue sky,
I can imagine myself
Sitting against a tree,
Watching the sea
And hearing the sound of the waves.
It still questions my mind...
Why...

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Symbolizes three kinds of prayer
Vocal Prayer
Meditative Prayer
Contemplative Prayer

Vocal Prayer
 Express ourselves orally
Spoken and Sung prayers from souls
Bodily gestures such as Sign of the Cross, Genuflection,...

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Thought, said, sung, written
Words bred civilization. 
Words made us human....

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The Noose is tightening.
The 5’s and 10’s yanked from our hands and aching backs 
Are spent on band-aids:
A last stand effort to plug the holes...

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I am not made a full blown beauty..
Nor I live a life of purity; charity & piety..
All I like to do is to live with...

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