Best Poem of C.R. Blazo

House Of Imbeciles
Olden days crept from stench
The stench of blank eyes and empty skulls
Gasp
They hear it moving
Chained to the dock
Of submerged harbors
Deep inside the mind
It was removed
Placed on blueprints
To be found through ledgers
Scan the lines
The past explodes forth
How can it be . . .
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Under The Same Sky
After the last
I saw the sun break the morning clouds
Flat as a sheet of ice
The hues of blue and orange
Clouds are hanging
My mind unbalanced but becoming clearer
I think I know her
I think I know where it's at
The heart, the love
Under the same sky
But not with me . . .
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