Tripping Poems - Poems about Tripping

Black and grey— half-dead, half-forgotten, etched in silence, waiting. Thou to draw, thou to withdraw, tracing echoes, tracing the traces, cursed yet, blessed. Now, I sit, tracing the scars of the ruby, fingers brushing against old omens in the reflection’s cold embrace. (I know the echoes all too well— for I am the one who breathes life into the melancholies in my head.) ...

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In the vastness of the Heavens/ Where shadows twist and sway/ God sits upon His throne/ Craving praise everyday/ A delusional narcissist/ In robes of iron clad might/ Condemns the soul's below/ To eternal, fiery night/ He whispers of love/ Yet rules with an iron fist/ Demanding blind devotion/ A sadistic, twisted tryst/ Freedom of choice/ A mirage in His cruel game/ For seeking higher power/ We are shackled in...

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Tripping on Insanity, lucid dreaming nightmare/ People hating on me but I'm chilling like I don't care/ Making deals with the Devil, paying all my dues/ Spawning many demons and he only dropping clues/ Not holding up his end of the deal trying to play me/ So, now I'm fighting demons that I spawned losing daily/ But they'll never break me,...

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The bike rolls up mountains, thunders forward on the revving edge of orgasmic storms. Trip-taking is boring, flying nowhere on a Harley, like urgent sex, is hard core also the way a dandelion seeds on the breath of the wind is hard to the core. The bike gets lighter as the biker funnels through narrow tunnels of speed - danger-pleasure - verge riding. Leather and oil mixing it up, fumes gulping daylight down into...

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I am so chagrinned Why don't I ever recall? The morning after the night Before .. Always The rising After the fall? My chignon comes loose Ebony, sun streaked vista In slumberous eyes... Arms akimbo, yawn of Relief and delight Lashes dilate Crepiscular pain Washed away by morning dew Time and again this is the way Pain and sufferings dissolve When sunlight hits my world Warms the...

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Tripping Over shoes Under views About face Over race Tripping About views Over choose About race Under trace Tripping Over fret About yet Under books About looks Tripping Under choose About loose Under trace About face Tripping...

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"Tripping the Light Fantastic" Dance? She said, romancing the lost agenda You’re so left sold (LadyLabyrinth / 2021) “Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.” sold soled souled...

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Tripping Point: An Opioid Odyssey There are lines we cannot see, hardly know exist Until we cross them. Then, as if by trip wire, The temptress snare catapults us into a world Of primeval darkness with no guide star. “Hear my song and have a life of feel good”, she promises; Her dissembled melody the dirge we can’t stop...

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twilights habitual reach trickles soft arises a shade to cover drapes the frame to a view imposes with a lean lounges in a requiem perched upon a window brink fallen sleepless again gazing the horizon inspires a simple measure the shimmer closer a marvel of visible light strikes the window blind touches battered and savage scatters in a sea of sparks impressions delight the agony...

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Cherry paddle you carved a few years ago. Short portages in with good trail, except for One boggy bit to breed mosquitoes. Mosquito repellent for said boggy bit. No motorboats after first portage. Fair wind and clear sky, except for One bad day to make the trip real. One big fish that got away for next year. Enough fish caught for one supper...

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Tripping, skipping, lipping Lee. I’ve got a wart hog, you’re on my knee! Spiking, liking, biking me, I’m going to travel, far as you can see. Hopping, bopping, cropping, key. Fits in a door knob, bigger than me. Smacking, tracking, fracking, we. You are a he, I am a she. Jumping, dumping, lumping, fee. Were you talking bad...

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Tripping She's tripping over memories of those red flags she had. It seems to her the good times are far outweighed by bad. She's running out of patience she's run out of things to say. She asked God give me one reason to make me want to stay. She listened for a moment to the silence in the air. She smiled and said there ain't one or...

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Bewilderment all around Lost in places Never seen or felt before Is it best just to forget? Tripping over issues You can’t resolve I don’t like this phase Where happiness Scatter As if it knows heartache Is around the corner Tripping over loneliness That invisible rope Yet, I feel that proverbial space I’ve been here before I can deal with this… On my own is not so bad It is better...

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You move me in ways unknown I am trapped in a love zone That I don't want to escape I love every piece and shape Of this new relationship It's such a fantastic trip You take me on and I see So much continuity In every step that I take And morning when I awake Next to your slow soft heartbeat That is so loving...

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The Summer leaves once lush and plump with olive sheen and whitened veins are discolouring in the fall, Hanging with fragility on thinning stems as Autumn breezes through translucent foliage and to the sky viewed open canopy, For now...

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