Best Maze Poems

A cryptic note:  
“Meet me in the middle of Nowhere,
Tonight when the moon is full.”
What is my wife playing at? Is this her idea...

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Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down...

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*A*
*garden*
*discovered*
*by accident*
*whilst excavating*
*a castle wall, it was *
*the missing piece of the big*
*puzzle that that had baffled many*
*experts for the last fifty odd years, *
*their...

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In life, we often meet with ups and downs.
The unexpected waits to pounce on us.
In the wink of an eye life can take a u...

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I got lost in an emotional maze,
anxiety draining body and soul;
stumbling blindly within a foggy haze.

Staring into your eyes, like in a daze,
lamenting the innocence...

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Clouds embrace, a pendant against its timeless 
Climax, on a warm humid summer evening. 
Shadows in the ardent garden, twinkling lights
Through sinuous motion paths, a...

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With timid steps and a trembling heart
I walked through verdant barren paths.
Toward a rusty gate it took my feet
Into a garden of roses among the...

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Once so loyal and always true the gargoyles watch everything now
During their stony slumbers with their careful one-eyed open view,
As evil red-eyed demons rain down...

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Maze
 
Oh my Heart, why do you seek
the ecstasy of Eden's garden
when love is a daunting puzzle.
Woe is you, you fool;
for you dare to travail
through...

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The maze of life



Rocked by the waves of emotions and reality,
I follow the rhythm far from conformity.
The cry of my soul overwhelmed by sorrow,
Praying for...

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Running Away by Maria Magdalena Oosthuizen



I am a part of each leaf that loses its 
chlorophyll and fades from green in the maze 
of my...

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Stress sizzles at the bottom of my brain
Twisting cyclones lashing tongue-tied migraines
Bubbles trapped by broken, acidic air
Garden of corrosive roses' despair
Dark swords piercing aura's fragility
Turning...

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America-
s flag flies
high (like the president)
overhead (our cost)
with colors that
don't run....
the race fair
      with a head start
   ...

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As we stroll through this maze called life, 
we stroll through many twists and turns.           ...

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   I've been tracing the starry sky with little dots,
       my fingers dancing in diverging paths of...

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