Imagination Sonnet Poems

My dreams allow my thoughts to fantasize,
opening a box of colored crayons.
And my subconscious scribbles sapphire skies,
coloring dreams in shades of gold and bronze.

Pastels and...

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The argument of silence, absonant,
hammers into the pliant mind it’s hard
nails of craving.—a spirit thusly marred
will yield to any prickle, every scant

pressure to give in.—once...

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Why Poetry? she muses, sat in front
of paper, staring blankly, lifelessly
at her image.—		and really…, who is she
to ask the page—in a manner so blunt—

to shoulder...

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The relentless pressure of ev'rything
demands ev'ry ounce of my attention.
Once I sailed a sea that delight could bring, 
alas, in a world of my invention....

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Captive of spells by all rhymes and verses
Seized in tangs of thoughts and emotions
I gain joy, love, comfort, strength and wellness 
They rob my stress...

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i am a writer not a talking work
and were i there with you to speak this piece
i’d do it as you wish no extra grease
but...

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The echo returns not;
lost in time's endless haze.
Navigating life's maze;
hope comes to a blind spot;
a place devoid of thought
that's counting down the days.

Our future and...

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Intolerance grips our life’s mainstay hard,
guiltless blood flows, civilizations clash,
heart splinters into disposable shard.
In the clutch of stress relationships crash.

Let times change before it explodes...

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A Warrior in Conceal.

In a room stands tall a mirror clear,
Revealing a reflection that deceived the world with a smile.
When I recognized it, my eyes...

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The clouds begin to grieve as the light veils
Leaves descend paths in a radiant  race 
Only the trees in the forest now  dwell...

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Mark Twain wrote how Tom had Huck paint his fence
using reverse psychology on him.
Tom bamboozled Huck, yet in his defense,
Huckleberry Finn was known to be...

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If I have awareness of an artiste, 
Perceptive heart per chance of a poet, 
A mind that loves harmony all amidst, 
Freshness of dewdrops and...

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In this life you have to be prepared for unmentionables,
don't pretend they don't exist, can't have daisies, sunshine
all the time, my imagination or is it...

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Joy of pleasure, a child of poor parents,
Bliss alone founts from a perpetual spring,
Joy fancies scores of fond uncles and aunts, 
Never lasts long the...

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When songs of joy are sung, deep and full-throated,
     Gay lines of cheer blissfully oft' may spring;
but songs sung happily hide...

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