Best Wall Poems

Silence?
or
is that a cry
I hear

Screams?
or 
is that
memories
hiding?

Wall
yes I listen
to a wall
days
weeks
forever

A white wall
stares back at me
curiosity mounts
I feel the wall
whiteness
blinds me

My heart stops
a rhythm
still
dances

ah
a smile crashes 
into me
two
yes two hearts
one
wall ...

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When midnight flames flicker aesthetic reveries,
releasing ashes of rainbow petals,
upon the canvas of undressed seasons,
I delve into blue blurs of butterflies,
framed in floating colors of nostalgia,
aching for dried dyes to home this scraped heart~
hanging loose, within smoky imagery,
as if every pigment will sprout from lilies...

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Winnie, wild-eyed, went insane
and sang “Happy Birthday” in the rain, 
while she washed away her bloody pain.

Now all day long she sings that song,
she sings it loud, she sings it strong,
walled in where she does not belong.

For not unlike her maddened mind,
her bony body’s been...

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Emotions flooded my very soul as I viewed that Sacred Wall.
Etched for all eternity are hero's names who sacrificed their all.
I sensed that I was on hallowed soil as I knelt on bended knee.
I touched The Wall today, but more than that, The Wall touched...

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Oh, flower in this crannied wall,
how did your roots prevail and sprawl
from seed that landed in a crack-
so shallow, small, in woods set back
from warm sun rays, to grow in shade
with vines about you- old and frayed?

Your blossom glows a vibrant red;
you stand out bright...

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The Wall

No Future is the worst and so,
I’ll dream of places I will go,
Fantasies are for such as I,
Facing the wall, the wall.

Tomorrow I’ll drive to California,
Oh, the flivver’s old but full of gas,
What’s stopping you? You say.
The wall, that blooming wall wall.

I will fly...

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Set upon the new world stage within the burning fires of hell. Silently posed factions of the elite, suppress the true inherit of Mother Earth. The meek children bending over for millennium, taken spankings of bare bottoms, pelted slavery. 

Upon entry to rule, the open...

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I never saw your writing

against the silent wall

I never heard  those footsteps

walking to the door

Like a sunset shadow

you faded in my dusk

Left upon my doorknob

just a venetian mask

A mask with many faces

and unforgotten past

A thousand million secrets

and questions never asked

No please,don't go reminding me

of...

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Oh my Gemini wall flower,
I wonder how your buds blossom,
as fragile florets yearn for foundations,
encouraging their roots to bloom.

If I should sow you into erratic earth,
suspicious sun might suppress its love,
relentless rain may suffocate your air,
with wicked winds stripping your petals.

So I will hold you...

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In the  shining sun
Many shadows seen
In the early morn
I  see the shadows
That the sun shows

A shape of a head
Is wearing a hat
Or I see her face
Sometimes a dog
A  shape of a house

What is seen often
A shadow of a person
Also animals
Shapes of different...

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Dawn dances through the window
dressed in skirts of prismatic colors
magnifed by my bottles on the sill.
She spins pirouettes on the wall
as their invited morning guest 
always welcomed to the Sunshine Ball

My glass bottles are part of my décor 
not a mere whimsy of happenstance
through which...

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I read it  from the bathroom wall.
God alone save's us one and all.
Along with other mixed obscenities like 
for a good time call.

Some read rise against.
Others read Elivis was here.
God bless America communist take fear.

Its the lost and found of  misspelled words 
were...

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She'd been staring at me since I can recall.
A da Vinci saccharine smile painted on her lips
that I'd traced with fingertips in my youth.
Forsooth wondering, "Who are you, comely lady,
and why does no one ever mention your name?"

Eyes of melancholy, but not a tear had...

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The Wall, The Wall

I
the world fades from my fingertips
like blood oozing from an open wound
the sky is ripped apart and full of thunder
and my eyes are twisted in pain

shut the door and lock me within
the light is buzzing and flickering
something is about to explode
or maybe...

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this non conformist city
breathes a calm but edgy air
through gaps in the graffiti 
and the street art everywhere

its face is sometimes brutal
but its heart and soul seem not
and it walks a sexy diverse walk
that’s cold yet somehow hot

(but I know I’m getting older
when those fun...

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