Best Papier Poems

the grace of Paris
lingering in my thoughts. . . 
Madrid’s grimy walls

As our small group of students entered Madrid, it was an early morning in...

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All I asked of life was love, be real;
so it could mold my heart like potter's clay.
But I question, is it love that folks feel,
or...

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I know how to make your makeup run
Make you bleed like light bleeds from the sun
Cause the mascara you wear to smear down your beloved...

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In a pinch of the slenderest fingers
like tapioca beads to the wind
the mercury fog is popped.
Wild silver happenstance rains down
and settles quiet.  Quiet.
Had my...

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There is a place so beautiful I'd love to see again.
My dream vacation started in Madrid, in central Spain.
How I long to stroll again down...

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United Nations, United Nations
What an oxymoron!
What an oxymoron!!

The platitude goes-
‘United we stand’
In the UN,
How erect we stand!
How erect we stand!!
We are *****erectus
Aren’t we?

This genocide-friendly...

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JADE
by Rosemarie Rowley

	
I knew you fainthearted what side you were on
When you talked of social reality: not Jesus at the well
With the Samaritan woman, or...

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Nature's divided into four seasons 
each eye-catching in a similar way
and yet, different for many reasons.

Winter's crystalline beauty carries sway
but She is both barren and...

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	God Bottles Those Tears
	Shed For
	 Fallen Roses
	In Memory Of a Friend
	Written: By Tom Wright
	5-17-00 
	
	Sleep,
	Lay heavy o'er the room.
	Fading fast, a single Rose,
	That once you...

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(Apologies to Rudyard Kipling)

 If you can cope with no view of the trees but only sky
 if you can navigate some toenail clippings floating...

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I have withstood this austere year
Waiting on skies which never clear
Shadows away

Fingers restless for an hour's peace
Scrapes gold flakes from a drying crease
of papier-mache

Random resistance...

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Subtitled: A Quiz Sic Hull Emotionally Test Ting Senior Event
 
Valedictorian treads across makeshift platform 
   i.e. most likely auditorium stage
marked by pronounced...

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Joyce K

There is this Lady I know, I thought I knew.
Could I have been so wrong, from my point of view ?
She perceives herself, a...

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Attack the clutter
In the attic pieces of life
And bits of me
So much clutter, sorting through
Old letters flutter
Unwanted, unread
Daring me to show I care
To reach through...

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