Long Poems About My Inspiration
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Long poems about my inspiration. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
My Past Haunts Me
And I don't know why I can't get passed my past
I know that I'm blessed and i'm proud of that
I don't see a fucking thing that's higher than that
And if I die before I wake I pray that I'm free at last
And I'm just lookin at the world through my rear view mirror
I'm a little older
Life’s a little clearer
I was young but I knew that you could make it better
I think back to the days when I was way worse
Now I realize that pain could never get worse
And I was blessed with a curse
I had to get hurt
I had...
I know that I'm blessed and i'm proud of that
I don't see a fucking thing that's higher than that
And if I die before I wake I pray that I'm free at last
And I'm just lookin at the world through my rear view mirror
I'm a little older
Life’s a little clearer
I was young but I knew that you could make it better
I think back to the days when I was way worse
Now I realize that pain could never get worse
And I was blessed with a curse
I had to get hurt
I had...
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#memories
#MyInspiration
#acceptance
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Untameable Butterfly Emanations That Pierce The Infinite Sky Into Synchronicity (Live)
Most majestic of muses,
you are irreplaceable and magnificent,
a beautiful chainbreaker,
a key for a lock that forgot it was a lock.
As burnt midnight rises with smoky delerium
this mountaintop chest alights on wings of insatiable singularities,
heartshapes that ruby-kiss blinking eyes into fluttering reverie;
parallel worlds sit boldly upon a old wooden table like a wizard’s wand waiting,
specters of possibility haunting the halcyon hills of a stardust-born species.
And the soft spray of your ornate...
you are irreplaceable and magnificent,
a beautiful chainbreaker,
a key for a lock that forgot it was a lock.
As burnt midnight rises with smoky delerium
this mountaintop chest alights on wings of insatiable singularities,
heartshapes that ruby-kiss blinking eyes into fluttering reverie;
parallel worlds sit boldly upon a old wooden table like a wizard’s wand waiting,
specters of possibility haunting the halcyon hills of a stardust-born species.
And the soft spray of your ornate...
#love
#MyInspiration
#emotional
#passion
#emotions
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A Childlike Muse
- A Childlike Muse -
So many muses some may have, angelic and divine in their faces and forms,
In guises grand, delightful as are the myriad nymphs out of the ancient tales!
But why seek some remote goddess who is haughty or vain, of spiteful way?
Her manner is less pleasing than her face, and in the end she will reign alone.
My heart is stirred by a deeper beauty, one that weathers life's many storms...
Innocence balanced by a precocious sort of zest for life which so never pales,
Because it is something eternal, like the sun when it rises for each...
So many muses some may have, angelic and divine in their faces and forms,
In guises grand, delightful as are the myriad nymphs out of the ancient tales!
But why seek some remote goddess who is haughty or vain, of spiteful way?
Her manner is less pleasing than her face, and in the end she will reign alone.
My heart is stirred by a deeper beauty, one that weathers life's many storms...
Innocence balanced by a precocious sort of zest for life which so never pales,
Because it is something eternal, like the sun when it rises for each...
#happiness
#love
#beauty
#confessional
#MyInspiration
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SHOOK
you can call me a stan
I love me some Eminem
more so his slept on stuff
"Buffalo Bill" and "My Darling" can't be touched
listen to that and tell me he ain't a rap god
Kanye has a few and Drake has a few
but really they're just not my style
Kendrick Lamar gets some love
and Lil Wayne is a bit of a guilty pleasure
but I'm more into the old school
power houses like NWA, Wu-Tang
and Bone Thugs
their flow would make anyone want to be
an M.C.
not to mention Redman is a class all his own ...
I love me some Eminem
more so his slept on stuff
"Buffalo Bill" and "My Darling" can't be touched
listen to that and tell me he ain't a rap god
Kanye has a few and Drake has a few
but really they're just not my style
Kendrick Lamar gets some love
and Lil Wayne is a bit of a guilty pleasure
but I'm more into the old school
power houses like NWA, Wu-Tang
and Bone Thugs
their flow would make anyone want to be
an M.C.
not to mention Redman is a class all his own ...
#music
#rap
#MyInspiration
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Polymath
There's no use pretending otherwise,
so I'll give it to you straight:
I'm a very nosy parker.
I consider us to have a tentative friendship
and I've filled in details I didn't already know about you
with a quick Google, months ago.
Today, I watched your TED talk.
So now you know!
I learned a lot, while simuntaneously
not having a clue what you were talking about.
Your work explores the interface
between art and science,
robotics, space and architecture
which is bewildering to me, ...
so I'll give it to you straight:
I'm a very nosy parker.
I consider us to have a tentative friendship
and I've filled in details I didn't already know about you
with a quick Google, months ago.
Today, I watched your TED talk.
So now you know!
I learned a lot, while simuntaneously
not having a clue what you were talking about.
Your work explores the interface
between art and science,
robotics, space and architecture
which is bewildering to me, ...
#friendship
#confessional
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#art
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RUNAWAY TRAIN (3-25-2000, 3:00-4:00am, Galveston Island, Texas)
another long day
left me extra
tired tonight
now three a m
with sleep so far
still
nowhere in sight
to be found
despite the fact
my runaway mind
is still on track
but its rushing wheels
are not yet
slowing down
for its worn out
brakes
showed signs
of failing
nearly two hours
back ago
when the conductor
first lost
all mechanical
and...
left me extra
tired tonight
now three a m
with sleep so far
still
nowhere in sight
to be found
despite the fact
my runaway mind
is still on track
but its rushing wheels
are not yet
slowing down
for its worn out
brakes
showed signs
of failing
nearly two hours
back ago
when the conductor
first lost
all mechanical
and...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry #reading
#WritingPoetry #reading
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NEW BORN SUN BEAM SONGS (June 1st, 2022, 5:30am, Palm Springs, California)
sweet
flinging flaming
fiery tongues
of cosmic
sun beam songs
unheard
unsung
by all ears here
except
my own
yet felt as well
vibrationally singing
throughout
my skin
my blood and bones
into my hands
sweet
three digited
finger hold
around onto
and on throughout
this manic pens
quietly channelled
free release
of mystically rooted
flowing inks ...
flinging flaming
fiery tongues
of cosmic
sun beam songs
unheard
unsung
by all ears here
except
my own
yet felt as well
vibrationally singing
throughout
my skin
my blood and bones
into my hands
sweet
three digited
finger hold
around onto
and on throughout
this manic pens
quietly channelled
free release
of mystically rooted
flowing inks ...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#reading
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FROM DUSK TO DAWN FROM DUST TO STONE (4-24-2022, 11:30am, Palm Springs, California)
upon waking
every morning
i pause
to linger
to softly reflect
on whatever
dreams
may have
come along
into and through me
throughout
the night
from dusk
to dawn
that i
can still recall
as well as
other dreams
i may have
had
i cant recall
at all
that slipped away
back into
sleeps ...
every morning
i pause
to linger
to softly reflect
on whatever
dreams
may have
come along
into and through me
throughout
the night
from dusk
to dawn
that i
can still recall
as well as
other dreams
i may have
had
i cant recall
at all
that slipped away
back into
sleeps ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry #PowerOfWords
#WritingPoetry #PowerOfWords
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Midnight Nightmare
we're born into
fiction
with no
book of lies
and truth says
its sorry
the myth's in your eyes
will you still love-
when the poetry
dies?
sold as fast-food
containers
(eat while you cry!)
electric finger-tips
once
lit-up-a-room
-feeling
hard-rocks
heavy-knocks
long-blonde-locks
...
fiction
with no
book of lies
and truth says
its sorry
the myth's in your eyes
will you still love-
when the poetry
dies?
sold as fast-food
containers
(eat while you cry!)
electric finger-tips
once
lit-up-a-room
-feeling
hard-rocks
heavy-knocks
long-blonde-locks
...
#rhyming
#fiction
#LifeAsAWriter #MyInspiration
#LifeAsAWriter #MyInspiration
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Down

#dark
#MyInspiration
#FirstLove
#dating
#LookingForLove
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Inspiring pile of shoes
I attended a large gathering , and took some time
to observe the great assortment of shoes stacked on the racks
I saw new shoes, pricey shoes, shoes not worth a dime
and shoes that seemed to have crossed many paths and tracks.
I saw dainty sandals and flighty high heeled ones too
I saw sporty sneakers and rough and tough trainers
I saw both the laced and the leathery buckled shoe
Then I saw the humble yet hardy pair of slippers.
I saw pointy shoes, furry shoes...
to observe the great assortment of shoes stacked on the racks
I saw new shoes, pricey shoes, shoes not worth a dime
and shoes that seemed to have crossed many paths and tracks.
I saw dainty sandals and flighty high heeled ones too
I saw sporty sneakers and rough and tough trainers
I saw both the laced and the leathery buckled shoe
Then I saw the humble yet hardy pair of slippers.
I saw pointy shoes, furry shoes...
#MyInspiration
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EVEN LESS (Palm Springs, California)
i suspect
i must take
some deep measure
of pleasure
in my need
to play
so freely
with words
to such excess
as i have
for so many
years
yet in my
blind wake
i sometimes
still sense
feel see
doubt or fear
that perhaps
im leaving
too little
behind
in what
im really trying
to more clearly
express ...
i must take
some deep measure
of pleasure
in my need
to play
so freely
with words
to such excess
as i have
for so many
years
yet in my
blind wake
i sometimes
still sense
feel see
doubt or fear
that perhaps
im leaving
too little
behind
in what
im really trying
to more clearly
express ...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
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