Best Projection Poems

Unencumbered by my body mass and girth
I fly along at the speed of whim
Unconcerned about physical attributes
I can focus on the joy and beauty of my vantage point
The world below and out in front of me, opens
The world of noise and doubt inside of me,...

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Pretty soon
It will be pretty June
The city comes alive
With blooming blasting tunes
Gangster goons
And their lovely lady loons
Stirring violence 
Under the lunatic summer moon
Downtown pedestrian platoons
Hitting the nightclub saloons
Backrooms and thick exotic perfume
I can see everything
Without even leaving my room
In the evening clouded by medicinal fumes...

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eyes are collecting dewdrops
and growing damp with mist;
soul prepares for astral flight
weary body goes still in falling light
if only for one fragment of night...

(you are lightning, glorious)

open those fresh, dewy eyes.
be serene outside of skin;
behold the soul-web,
like a strange ocean of 
gossamer flowers pooling 
around...

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Floating adrift, my body is a bouyant blunder,
An effervescent shell as I transpire from it in evaporation.
I fail to condensate and descend back under,
Unbound by gravity's grip of precipitation.

My corpus is strapped to the seafloor;
I feel only my mind in tingles,
As I ascend unto the...

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Smooth silk lined lips
occupy my tip jar
perched on impatient fingertips
procuring a signal of admiration

Undetected happiness survives
Floating through the hills
Surrounding suburbia’s subconscious


Sighing eyes
Record testament
Euphoria
Emerging from a clutched fist
Time steps closer...

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Free yourself from noise
Better mind your own business
To help project poise....

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I feel you pulling away, a slow retreat,  
Each fleeting moment, my heart feels the heat,  
With every hesitation, every word left unsaid,  
The fire of my hope flickers, dims, and dreads.  

I see your eyes, I know that gaze, ...

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Projection of fear

Beyond the break of clouds in the sky,
I am looking down in my flight
Watching everything you do, from a distance
A place where you can never reach me
A place I have found to be free
And in this place, I ask for many things
As I...

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I floated away
From my body not to stay
To see things differently
As others I see
But there are chords
Connected to me towards
So I know I am not passed
Until finally the projection does not last.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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ok, what is my air 
You are my air

Who is you
I don't know who is you

And breezes breeze
And I stand

And knowing is known
As I stand

Until I don't 
Or maybe won't 

But here and there
In these moments
You are my air...

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There will be catastrophic damages to our
great nation, if we elect the Project 2025
conservative administration..
They plan to holt all carbon emission goals and
return to drilling oil and gas and coals..
Begin the largest mass deportation.
Eliminate the Department of Education.
Adopt the biblical definition for marriage: a man,
and...

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Bongo taut resonance
Cornerless bellydance 
Schedule of edges set adrift
Lured by translucent twirled wrists

Shimmer and shadow juxtaposition 
Ripple wavered rhythm without repetition 
Syrup never cool, pool dissolves all granules
Sip of boiled candy stories make tongues tangle

Sequel came spilled ink
Jellyfish stroke olympic 
Pink stripe whimsy lifts his...

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They say you can’t be in two places at the same time. 
Like so many errors, that knowledge is based on fact and not experience. 
I know this is true because I have been in many places at once. 
The other day, for instance, I...

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My beloved Goddess, watch over me
while my soul takes its evening journey.
Travelling the Astral plane,where time doesn't exist.
I'll provide inspiration to those I enlist.
May no harm come to anyone I meet.
May I never be a victim of deceit.
Protect me with your golden light
while I'm vulnerable...

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Harpies shrieked and lost souls wailed
The cold wind stung as embers sailed
A fetid stench, eyes red with dust
When I looked through to Tartarus.

Black column’s rose in demon form
terror enthralling those forlorn
Compelled I shuddered as I must
When I looked through to Tartarus.

Ten-fold my dread, to see...

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