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My 2016 Quatrains Ranked by Your Votes (the results)

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#61    When you walk near a puddle at night.
And you see it contains the stars.
Then you pretend you comprehend.
That is what atoms are.
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#62    Can a simple thing be who.
As simple as the at.
As tiny as an inconclusion.
Yet two worlds fit through that.
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#63    All I want is the loneliness.
From the ideas as lips as eyes.
And conversations wearing the inspirations.
And the sweetness black coffee hides.
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#64    A Woman wearing a gold necklace looking down.
At many dirty pots and pans in a sink.
Why do schizotypals isolate.
You blink.
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#65    It's not by stature or envelope.
That knowledge is held by teams.
Dear song time ago and your single spark.
Can I watch you and fill my dreams.
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#66    In my wobbly apartment building.
Where I talk as far as Emily.
I search for my lost party shoe.
On the floors braced to my family.
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#67    In the language, of digital cameras.
A pixel is a metaphor.
Which means within, poetic brains.
We wash our screens with never more.
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#68    Near the subatomic scale they grow.
The who is following who.
And way above the planetary scale.
They harvest the me nearing you.
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#69    Oh gosh what's "a voice to say".
"In his heart", is Mem Orray.
Stunned as if Montana was.
Her egg shell white each day.
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#70    As ordered as the chestnut tree.
Stored at bay by squirrel in sockets.
A world kept just the way it should.
As coins within my pockets.
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#71    Precious Neural Roman Benches.
Scattered throughout my mind.
Where I can rest far long enough.
May I please quest her rhyme.
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#72    That same way mirrors look like silver.
But also, exactly, recreate the game.
Any lies or truths, you might hear from me.
Deflect my homely effort to wane.
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#73    I would like to win, for the wind.
For its sadness, that goes through trees.
The mind is such a sad-less wing.
That why smiles, if dust recedes.
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#74    Would you like to see my art.
I own a five pixel camera.
Five symbols is all it takes.
And lonely folds the drama.
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#75    Of all the styles among inactions.
I sadly-choose quatrains so wilfully.
Because our world does not need poetry.
Only quotability.
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#76    Known as where the crickets shy.
Where fame is the least of man's.
I'm above within below the din.
Wondering if you have plans.
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#77    I think I became small today.
So it's traditional to wear my uniform.
Sun dust sparkles, within a darkness.
Are "saluting" to my lesser, hello-storm.
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#78    Today I mourned, that conversation.
True friends keep deep inside.
Because they know, our hibernation.
Would never match their stride.
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#79    It's been two thousand years, since the end of news.
And people are becoming outraged.
Today I think I may, have even seen.
A keyboard reaching help-age.
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#80    Bus shelter within bus shelter.
World within world.
Waiting within waiting.
Pearl within pearl.
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#81    Like a man with ten thousand homes.
Within my mind I'm homeless.
Excuse me is this seat broken.
And are the windows timeless?
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#82    In this age of everything wireless.
I guess it's up to us to twine.
It always amazes me how wires get tangled.
As if they are trying to mind.
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#83    If you can admire it.
And swing it trough the storms.
All of them want "to do" something.
And Nun like "fast-best-warms".
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#84    Minds are already quantum computers.
Not good news for parliaments.
Who knew every two math equal equations.
Would defend random generation of arguments.
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#85    Or ponder with uncertain chimes.
Rose wake you missed her.
I dreamt I tripped and kissed her.
I tripped a thousand times.
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#86    Who do we know.
"Who" did-not come-here for she.
So-sorry they were late for class.
Is this "snow-kiss" history.
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#87    Excuse me are there more stars or atoms.
Which way should one pay one's toll?
Should we sit quietly until all are bored.
And is this training going to Be One's Role?
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#88    Have you ever listened, to your time.
And raised one hand like steam.
Depending on which plane you're on.
Horizontal is crowded or team.
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#89    The fabrics of oceans are stretched so "sight".
Where we hide in the captain's eyes.
Have you ever had a universe help you.
Where five Hollywood stars resize.
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#90    No one can design an ugly boat.
For what men want is what men need.
But today we're trying to think with fear!
So students hold, your pencils dear.
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