Best Spy Poems

*Based on Plato's Allegory of the Cave

Numb fists with bloody wrists 
chained to crumbling walls.
Glazed eyes that never spy 
a single truth or fault.
Dim light...

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The day Will Shepard shot my dog
His barn burned to the soil;
The flames licked at the Autumn sky,
The smoke as black as oil.
I dropped the...

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Blindly.. 
I beseech you
for my eyes won’t adjust
to this shaded maze of despair -
neither the lantern’s flame 
nor a compass rose can help me now
in...

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Oh I love the sound of the rain
   a softly spoken spiraling sustain,
marathon runners against the grain
   all soon lost within...

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Blood Red Moon

Deep devouring passions bleed now from this solar eclipse 
As black blood flows from an evil army of “undead” beings 
Whose fangs hideously...

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I smell something so beautiful!
Many different fragrances are drifting toward me.
So many sachets of poetry are prettily displayed.
Such visual delights!
I stoop to relish one -...

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Alone atop a hill,
   an ornamental willow
             dances in the breeze.
Long...

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In Search of 50 Names(couplets alphabetized for ease of footnoting the names)

A) A tom cat sits in heather nearby a willow tree.
Rose and jasmine fill...

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Secretly, I watch the neighbors, 
From my well-advantaged location.
Mrs. G. is complaining about her husband to Mrs. S.
No one's drama is ever as vivid as...

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The ground is damp
it bleeds through my thin cotton skirt.
Crest born, I sit and wait the dawn.
My fingers weave into the high rye grass.
The house...

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Spunky squirrels gather up nuts,
stashing them safely out of view.
In no hurry to stuff their guts,
spunky squirrels gather up nuts.
With bulging cheeks and furry butts,...

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Monet


Come with me, let us rekindle love –
walk with me over bridges aglow
while rivers magically glisten below.
If you hold my hand, 
perhaps, we might spy...

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Visions, above fluffy white clouds, 
I would have as a bird,
And spy upon the fairy crowds
That frolic among stately pines.
Eat milk, cheese and honey,
Fly round...

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Amidst the changing scenery
as faces come and go
Names reflect the differences
of those we’ve come to know

Along a winding avenue
where store fronts sell their wares
Traffic lights...

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I am here but only briefly, 
a believer in today, tomorrow
and ever after. I am a blustery wind
shaking the foundation and a gentle 
breeze rustling...

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