Best 12 Poems

12 BARS

Twelve  brazen bars, one frozen lock!
Confined, sublime, an ancient Roc
endures inside a barren cage,
her catacomb in sundown sage.

Of former days there is no trace
except displays of fallen grace –
Twelve dreams, abiding in her place,
are free, inhabit yawning space:

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                       H o n e s t y,
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'Twas the twilight of the year 
     a twinkling tiara.
December 31st, digits dancing dunes 
     in the Sahara.
One, two, three, one, two, three, 
     it's a prance.
A numerical Irish step dance 
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     "12 Days of Christmas Craves"



On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me
12 twinkling tiaras

Eleven emerald elephants

Ten Tiffany trinkets

Nine naughty negligees

Eight echoing elves

Seven sequined stars

Six sexy singers

Five fake fingernails s s s

Four furry foxes

Three tingling tamborines

Two turtledoves

And peach...

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Why would a 12-year girl want to die?
What would make a 12-year-old girl end her life?
Why would a 12-year-old girl want to say goodbye?
Now I lay here with an empty bottle of pills by my side.
It was just too much to hide.
My little brother found...

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With imperfection, introspection 
And a measure of over arching dejection 
Comes insight
So I've noted a truth or two
Do get comfortable and I'll share a few

Say you're dancing, having fun
And some sideline sneerer mocks
Forget them, they matter not
They aren't the one that rocks

Rushing about, making life...

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New Year’s Eve

I need to feel the trade winds blow
To know they have my heart in tow,

Here in the twilight of this hour
I feel the grandeur of God’s power.

The Sun, a ball of golden fire
Rises with my heart’s desire

That this New Year will offer love
As...

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On the First day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
A starfish from the vast sea
On the Second day a Christmas my true love gave to me...
Two crabs crawling and a starfish from the vast sea
On the Third day of Christmas my true love...

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12 BROTHERS BEARING GIFTS

A Mother weeps, her child is born,
A Father poor sits all forlorn,
The wind howls through their shelter rough,
The wood for their fire is not enough.

And though no gifts can they bestow,
Of riches and of jewels that glow,
12 brothers bearing gifts of joy,
Arrive...

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To grab all seems some are inclined 
Their trespass could be unconfined
So passwords and keys
Though designed for my ease
Have got me all locked in a bind...

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a goldfinch feasts
among the ripe concord grapes --
purple stains my lips...

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Revolution Number ‘12



Old habits are hard to break
As are new ones to make
But through trial and error
And maybe facing a terror
One can learn to ease an ache


Changing can be like fighting a war
Civil civilians, casualties young, and poor
The good, green and gold
Versus ways ignorant and...

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                 On the first day of yuletide my dear presented me

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(It was 1860 when the English poet Robert Browning
stumbled upon an interesting artefact as he walked
through the city of Florence.  It was a file of documents
from an old Italian criminal trial, and he would turn
this material into his masterpiece, "The Ring and the
Book".)


The Old...

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tucked against the wind
winter’s game of hide and seek
headless ducks on ice


©12/6/2019

A Nature Themed Haiku Poetry Contest...

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