Best Head Poems

Hello there, do please come inside- no need to wipe your feet
excuse the mess, I fear you'll find it isn't very neat.
This place is always untidy, victim of my disorder
from old hang-ups to memories, I'll admit I am a hoarder.
In here hanging like mobiles, noisy,...

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a cluster of dreams
waiting for a puff of wind -
the freedom to roam


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keep dwelling in the clouds, my mentor said
and shun those who would drag you through the mud
their heinous wish to keep you seeing red
is Satan's lure for drawing out first-blood

for in this world malevolence abounds
and evil lurks in every corner nook
to tit for tat in...

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Heart beats in rhythm to snowflakes 
Cascading in tune to my reality

Like a train travelling through time with no track 
Overwelmed by it's vivid fertile surroundings

Colours pencilled in my mind
As a reminder of life and it's many shades

Guided by the brightly lit angels from above
Resolve...

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I see things in my dreams
Aliens then screams
Government, terrorists, spies
Ghosts, ghouls, monsters, lies
They are coming in my sleep
I can’t scream, not a peep
Fireants in my brain
My voices make it plain
Life isn’t as it seems

I ain’t gonna lie
I got problems
Don’t deny
Should be locked up
Outta my mind
I...

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There’s a poet who thinks we are not

such great writers, yet she’s not that hot!

What that smarty pants spoke

was like saying to coke,

“You’re illegal” when SHE’S like pure pot!


For the the Dumb and Dumber Personal quotes Poetry Contest

I always liked the expression "The pot calling...

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I'm near cuckoo
This Monday blue
A day not eas'ly recommended
for making sense
I'm way too tense
And hung-over to comprehend it
 
My mind's on the bend
my imaginary friends
are threatening to abandon en masse
I was perfectly sane
till they pissed in my brain
negotiations are at an impasse
 
It pains me...

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I lay my head  upon the softness of its mane
My white charger, no knight for a swain
as I am the gallant rider looking for love.
Riding the green valleys with mountains above,
looking for hope in natures  fertile plain

A dream, a carousel  of  tears  and  pain
With bobbing horses...

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Don’t memorize things, Einstein said,

if it’s easy to look up instead!

I’ve got taped to my cell

what I still don’t know well:

My own number! Why clutter my head?


This is a true story. From the quote below, I’d say Einstein’s “got my number!”

“Never memorize something that you...

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at times the emptiness weighs 
heavy in my pool of wistful solitude
sometimes it’s more than i can bear

at times I listen to the silence 
and how its nothingness echoes in my head
sometimes it’s more than i think i can bear

at times i crave the longing...

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I like someone 
who speaks all my languages
not just their own 
I love someone 
who when I get 
my head sewn to the carpet 
doesn't say 
"Good luck with that "...

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Dreams are made of fairy dust and gold my mom once said
as she tucked me in real tight and kissed my sleepy  head
you will see stars of bright and little angels baking bread
there upon a cloud, a Pegasus with wings of finest thread

Dreams are...

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I went to the dance, all alone and shy
I sat in the corner, I have no idea why
They all seemed to be laughing and high
Dancing and having good times
As I sat in the corner, singing like a mime
I saw her over by the exit door
Tears...

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A predawn hike with flashlights to the top of


Diamond Head, a little less than a mile

In and out of lava formation to

An elevation of about 600 feet... 

My anticipation fades to concentration

On keeping pace and breathing.

Nearing the top, adrenalin meets excitement.

Dark of night clears to...

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Slams Destroyed Her Head

She was slammed by slam poetry, boo hoo!
Some folks wondered about the hullabaloo.
When bombarded with dread,
Sad thoughts destroyed her head.
Now, she thinks she’s a blithering cuckoo!

© July 17, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen...

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