Would you rather be viewing my very deep lucid dream art

The Ladder
My 2030 Quatrains Ranked by Your Votes (the results)

This is a dynamic ranking ladder of my poems that changes in real time as
votes are contributed. A poem migrates up the ladder in rank one step if it
wins a vote, and migrates down the ladder in rank one step if it looses a vote.


please add votes
2 at a time comparisons

exact string
Search My 2030 Quatrains      or show all ranked
(30 per page)
single word searches
recommended
  home = www.epicdewfall.ca  
  
Rank    
#1    If these are good.
Why are they saddled.
The Arts are an average.
Of a medium's frazzle.
_
#2    When I'm old, I'll see you with one pixel.
And I'll know you by your, one pixel Fame.
Right about now, I think I have five-pixels.
And way before that, I think no quatrains.
_
#3    If ufo's had only one human.
To ask, "what was humanity".
Because electricity never decided.
I would "say" we were justice-tree.
_
#4    In the glimmer I behold the truth.
That the shimmer beholds the see.
In the forever in the unsold boat.
That's where your hope holds me.
_
#5    Ok let's see here.
Fly the broom to-morning Reveille.
Through the longest ever "learning" tunnel-"glide".
(to Emily)
_
#6    Those moments when clouds look fast to a man.
And stars compute in his head.
And the sum of a man shines each night.
And he doesn't believe what he's said.
_
#7    Let no writing industries put asunder.
Two words that want to be the same.
By the hour of the state invested in me.
I pronounce my love in twain.
_
#8    Do you ever feel a breeze at night.
And think you were kissed by plan.
That moment needs magnetic north.
I guess that's where I am.
_
#9    Five is the "rain" best numbered wrong.
Few-enough to know what's going on.
That-some look up and see every star.
In a world, where soul-cells guess wrong and-charge.
_
#10    I know a poem that has just one universe.
It's called eventually you'll stand and go.
When table flowers wilt just as gently.
That's what it is to know.
_
#11    Realizing moments "stand like sandbox sand".
And no one is immune from having labeled hands.
And then it only takes "the most melting song".
To be slow-enough to mean "all atoms get along".
_
#12    Yes our father's heart is wealth.
And although we travel slow.
We travel no further than poems can go.
Our Jimmy-the-Face would know.
_
#13    This is wonderful. What is his name?
We want to be like that.
There are hotels we've misunderstood.
Own it maturity's hat.
_
#14    First river boats and heaven moats.
Then escalate "onion pain".
But remember you cannot game "no game".
The "maturity score" can't be gamed.
_
#15    It's all about reversals.
And practice till the end.
The fires of life and the trapeze pebble.
And the people money spend.
_
#16    It's a starting point, that is exactly half.
Whatever her lover doesn't whisper. Plus one thing.
People should be fully attractive.
Do you know how to measure one? Times wing.
_
#17    This with bravery and secrecy wrote.
And delivered in urgent times.
Dear friend please read then burn this note.
My memory has outlawed rhymes.
_
#18    Hey! Did you last night, mumble that...
For instance... "I think I have mother's coat".
And then... "Everybody I've come home".
And 25 others... like "Sorry Johns don't vote".
_
#19    The meadow dreams of shadows.
And a young bird dreams of air.
Where I am warmed by dreams of you.
Spring snow holds my stare.
_
#20    For some reason I couldn't see you.
I guess those buttons fell off third.
It did seem like allot of people to me.
Satin sheets, fine finish, and happy orders sir.
_
#21    Here with the irony of giving you flowers.
Like the knowing that activists sleep.
Are the results of all the known April showers.
And the please laugh I'm trying to be deep.
_
#22    Believe in your studies up here.
Miss Peaks is always right.
All dressed up in I don't know.
Because of me a fight.
_
#23    As restless as the thermostat.
That learns to fear the glance.
My soul forever chasing balance.
Keep pride or someday dance.
_
#24    Hell where's she going.
She was diagnosed.
In the dark it makes sense.
Forgotten Shakespeare steals the most.
_
#25    Well I'm sort of aiming at evening.
If the breeze lets me stay.
I keep trying to look outside but miss.
Then see inside my way.
_
#26    I'm writing a song about you.
The first note should last ten years.
And then I expect in a morning rain.
Note two might sound like nears.
_
#27    Female students at an all girls school.
Stepping over unconscious boys in the hallways.
I'll speak for all unwanted men and say.
We shall love you always.
_
#28    Least I not hate nor love too much.
If their meanings find me lost.
When as an evening showed me how.
A sunset told me soft.
_
#29    Do you stand alone at night.
And then see its unkind seam.
The world your strongest garment.
Its fineness sewn with mean.
_
#30    You've never "seen" normal too.
And you've never listened to that hue.
You've never applied the breaks in the clouds.
And they keep-running from your dew?
_
Select a Page
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 Next

  home = www.epicdewfall.ca  
  

please add votes
2 at a time comparisons

Man Against Eternity Tour

site logo man inside a box