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Below are the all-time best Steve Watts poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Without a Doubt

It ain’t the way the wind blows
or what’s left when it’s gone
and it ain't in the bank roll
money never tastes that strong
and it’s not in the flowers
that you send her when she’s gone
it ain’t what happens to you
it’s the way you carry on.

A life can bring you trouble
it can pull the other way
and love can beat you double
till you don’t know what to say
it ain’t what you do or don’t do
that will help you win the day
and it ain’t what you carry
it’s what you loose along the way.

Your chains are much too heavy
they’ll drag you to the ground
it ain’t the way you talk to many
it’s the words your leaving’ out.

You can’t climb a mountain
with your head up in the clouds
but you can swim the ocean
without the water moving’ out
it’s not the way you tell it 
when your stories at the end
it’s the way that you receive it
when you make another friend


These weights are old and heavy
they’ll drag and bury me
if it ain’t the way you want it
it’s the way it’s meant to be
it ain’t the way the wind blows
or the sandstorm or the drought
it’s the way that we perceive it
i know this without a doubt.

(c) s.watts

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Fearless

Fearless  i go running in the night
barefoot on rich damp soil
stretching out my arms
in a cool wild flight
trees, they whisper in my ear

dark wind on cold bare flesh, i’m running 
hot face, heart pounds 
i feel the pull of a thousand years
and the way things used to be
and then, i hear the call

you are here
the time is now
and, all is meant to be
the time is now
you are here
all things are as they are

flight faster than thought on this light moon night 
as i slip between the bars
i breathe the finest breath
Homo sapiens erect
moving,  sentiently and silently 
through the stars

you are here 
all things are meant to be 
the time is now
and all things are as they are
and you are here
all things are all things
and, all is meant to be

(c) s.watts

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Holocene

There are times in your life 
when you walk toward the light
by moving out of dark like any mystic


and before the light has gone
it will brand you with a song
a mark that say's your home is globalistic


and again before too long 
your works will soon belong
to the centre of the holocene ballistic


now, the cosmos is the carpet of our soul
the galaxy, the whole of me
the milky way the holocene
the gas that tore abundance from 
the plume of natures pelt


and before the light has gone
it will brand you with a song
a mark that say's your home is globalistic


there are times in your life 
when you walk toward the light
by moving out of dark like any mystic.

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(c)s.watts

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Monkey

You've been my jumper now for too long, it's time for change, your wearing me out just
like i've been wearing you in, i'll tell you something and it's straight from the heart,
i'll tell you, i know what i am but do you know what your doing

maybe you'll find your self another piece of lucky in love, maybe you'll see it's not so
nice to be so left on the shelf, above it all there is a land of love and hope and glory,
though on your back there is a monkey, monkey

planning a party isn't so nice when you find your best of friends, up in the trees along
with everybody else
i'll say just one thing, it's true to the part i'll tell you, i'm finding me, but do you
think you'll find yourself 

you fly this plane of heartache like a fighter pilot
someday the sky will take you out and you can call it unluck, above it all there is a land
of love and hope and glory, up on my back there is a monkey, monkey

the fuel of glory is an evil if not pleasurable pain
and if a feeling lights a fire it can hold away the rain,
persistent whims are only tears of porous prejudice
the cat the dog the mouse, the predator the prey the poor, amen.


(c) s.watts

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Fearless

Fearless  i go running in the night
barefoot on rich damp soil
stretching out my arms
in a cool wild flight
trees, they whisper in my ear_

dark wind on cold bare flesh i’m running 
hot face, heart pounds 
i feel the pull of a thousand years, 
and the way things used to be
and then, i hear the call

you are here
the time is now
and all things are as they are
the time is now
and you are here
all things are all things
and, all is meant to be

flight faster than thought in this light moon night 
as i slip between the bars
and i breathe the finest breath
homosapiens erect
moving, silently through the stars

you are here 
all things are meant to be 
the time is now
and all things are as they are

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Endless

As we recount the endless days
the time will stop for none man says, endless, conversation only knows 
the grace is when the spaces grow, endless, 
i believe the words i fear,
i also hear the sound of constant silence 

i am the prism in the middle of a colour wheel
light shines through me
i am the hologram of all that is and is not here
time shoots through, you

head down and aching
i lower down to pray 
a miracle will save us
miraculous this day

lay down and take it
a mind of purest light
enough to shatter through the darkest night

gold along the road must lay
know the time as your pathway, endless,
a vision of a quantum light
to magnify the task as right, endless
people are supposed to be to represent humanity as, 
endless,
for those who are to serve us right
remember that it’s not your fight 
it’s endless.

(c) s.watts

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Back To Sand

BACK TO SAND 

DAY BEGINS FOR ALL TO SEE
VISIONARY, VISIONARY
CRAZY THOUGH AS IT MAY SEEM
MANY LOST IN STILL BORN DREAMS

HEAVY SHIPS ALL FILLED WITH GLEE
DOCKED IN SHAMELESS LUXURY
THE ALBERTROSS, OUR GREAT WHITE CLOUD
MUST WE STILL WEAR THE TATTERED SHROUD

PASTURE GROUNDS OF WHEAT AND MAZE
FODDER FOR THEIR GLORY DAY'S
AGAINST THE FACE OF ALL OUR PEERS
A HISTORY OF FEAR, BLOOD, AND TEARS

THIS ARROW SENT FROM HAND OF PLEAD
DID YOU EVER, LAP A DOG, SO BRED OF NEED
GROWLING AT YOUR BREAST OF GREED

PARTY FAITH OF BIGGER DREAMS
THRESHING FLOOR OF ILL RUN SCHEMES
A PATHWAY, FOR THE BIRD OF PREY
MUST WE CLOSE OUR EYES AND SAY, GO AWAY

SLEIGHT OF HAND CONCEALING TRUTH
FOOD OF ANGER, HUNGRY YOUTH
AND WHEN THEY BRING THE CURTAIN DOWN
WE'LL ALL WEAR THE REVOLUTION, LIKE A FROWN
UPSIDE DOWN CLOWNS

SO BITE THE HAND LAST SUPPERS HOST
HELP TO SCARE THIS EVIL GHOST
GOLDEN CALVES OF THIS OUR LAND
MUST WE TURN MAN BACK, BACK TO SAND.


(c) S.Watts.

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In the Beyond

In the beyond, i will meet you
neath the crayon silken sky
in the space, between two moments 
where the brightest eagles fly

out of sleep I'll come to greet you 
as the morning clears my eyes
from the muse of this days dawning
to the last, forgotten prize

stay, in this moment with me
let it feel just like a dream
i think I've known you in the past
familiar you seem

don't take your eyes away from me 
it's you i want to see
i think I'll know you for all time
familiar to me

and, beyond our silken, fine existence
ever onwards to the distance
like the substance of the day 
running through  - away

of the evening in our work
is to reflect upon our worth
and, with the light of our reward 
reach for the beyond 


(c) s.watts

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Pages Place

Time has an unknown face
down at the pages place
a life in a life, like a weave on a loom

love has a nest embrace
home at the pages place
a beauty, as wild as the mild meadow plume

will it survive this race
the land of the pages base
caught on an ebb, like a web on a broom

heal or be gone to pass
a land that was made to last
beauty to live, like the wild meadow grass

all is a sacred space
all in a pages race
real as the engine of steam and it’s tune

catherine of pages place
how could i forget your face
you were the one that held me
i was the fool that let you go.


(c) s.watts