Preface Poems - Poems about Preface

PREFACE This primary purpose, the actof creativity, which is more important than whether it is considered 'valuable ' or is subjectively 'good' in someone else's eyes. the best and worst of times haunt experience, hypnotise thought processes day &night: almost ...

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I have emptied my heart into these pages My pen has bled words in red You can look straight into me I have painted me as I am Honest and truthful I don’t want to be a sham Here have I laid bare my life Fraught with aches, dotted with smiles My longings and my heart aches My expectations, my disappointments My triumphs,...

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Greetings to those who would willingly seek admission to theater of the absurd. Zoltan Goliath and Otis Trench are masters of the avant-garde genre silent musicals for the imaginary stage, an art form sui generis. That they are not well-known beyond the fringe element constituting their eccentric cult following should come as no surprise. In...

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They told me time would change me, that nightmarish figures would disappear. So I watched them with contempt awaiting the day my mind would clear. I taunted and I pressed them, prompted by a looming lust of doubt That they would spare my heart, though I deserved no sun, no home or route....

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ALWAYS. ******** Understand. I MUST go On these clearing acts of Instinct and inspiration, these flashings As they come. For a blizzard has Been moving in and the snow is Piling up by the foot...So the doors Must be kept cleared. The temperatures are Not rising. The storm pounds in From the west, but I part the curtains awaiting The sun...

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Deep blue turbulent waves roll across the bay Cold wind forms white caps on this sunny day Moving all across the water’s surface As if all of this, is just a shining preface Remnants of fall last in brown leaves flying around What is coming with winter is yet to be found But, I found you in my spirit and mind Shining...

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Those men who come in crowds and move multitudes uncountable begin on high grounds with joy then there comes slippery preface Gross praise, flattery, faked joy painting foolishness on the lovers chanting hymns of duped adoration begetting species of blind men And the preface of the slide rages laughing without happiness within creating success without success preaching loyalty with iron fist When the slide comes unpredicted goats...

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Between life and death a photo finish race will decide the relationship. There was intoxication at heights. Your throat had become hoarsed, sliced after a scream. Matchsticks were thrust in the gnawed mound of kneaded flour. The kitchen was going to explode. Barehands you were picking the black beans; parting me lip by lip caressing me thumb by thumb. Satish Verma...

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PREFACE TO A JAMAICA FAREWELL When I’m gone remember me in tamarind season reflecting the bitter sweet of life we shared Raise eyes to the ambers and blues of Caribbean skies Listen to the thunder and hear my soul soaring In the searching winds of time look for me in the ebb and flow of the tides: Frothing the shores with salted memories....

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“It is a never ending nightmare that I cannot wake up from. I keep trying to run away, but it seems the pain is always one step ahead.” As I open my eyes I can see the blurry vision of my desk and the cup I left on it last night. I can hear the rain...

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You would think it enough How this body wears its time Like a fading memory Of cycles In the prison of the sun Prisms, prisons, pyramids They are all the same Priests of muted things In the ritual of identity Of this sense of I Isolated from the world Seeking a mortality For matter Yet even after death I am there In the winds breath Making leaves drunk with green I...

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Perhaps my thoughts could be safe In a book of poems, an opening preface Perhaps I could give the reader a taste Of a book of poems, or an opening preface These poems are created to capture images of life Take these critiques to the front of the scrimmages with your wife These poems are written to challenge the reader To become...

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